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« on: June 02, 2016, 02:20:06 pm »
The question of Aldair King's current whereabouts and what-if any- relevance the movements of the seemingly suspicious sanitation officers had on his disappearance were ones weighing heavily on Lillian Oakley's mind.
However, there were times for such thoughts, and times for other things; things to keep up the veneer of normality that descended upon Farfield.
Currently, Lillian was not in the guise of the relentless Gear Sheriff Abram, the Clockwork Deadeye, prowler of the night streets and bringer of justice and freedom to the people.
She was in the guise of Lady Oakley, the sweet, wealthy young woman who lived on the edge of town, who loved kids, tea and books and worked part-time at a nearby school as an English teacher. Part-time, of course, because the headmistress didn't want to give her more responsibility, reasoning that Lillian had other things to do. Currently, of course, she was not on duty.
Instead, she was on her daily schedule. In one hand was her walking stick; not that she needed a walking stick, but she liked the feel of it in her hand and it was useful for fending off uncouth muggers when she couldn't put her armor on in public. In the other was a small basket; a kettle of tea, a side of beef and some biscuits. Today, she was off to see a friend of hers; Wymond, who was the shopkeeper of a quaint antiques' store in town, one she frequented often. Not that she bought much, but she always liked old-fashioned knick-knacks; after all, her house was filled with them. She was off to give him some tea and food, as she often did, and maybe make some conversation not related to the conspiracies they discussed off-work.
After that, she was off to Radia Verana's house; the young girl was a student still, and had arranged something with Lillian at one of her parties after a discussion on her studies revealed some problems. Lillian had volunteered to be Radia's tutor, and so every other day, the lady would make the trek to her house to tutor her for an hour in what she knew- mainly English, but the sciences and mathematics were not beyond her either, especially considering that she knew how to maintain her suit of powered armor.
And then after that, a personal investigation would be mounted, and Lillian would take the guise of the Clockwork Deadeye once more, taking to the streets and investigating King's disappearance. Possibly, she might need to take her weapon; after all, it would be rather awkward if Lady Oakley was caught gallivanting around town, asking weird questions and being suspicious, but if Gear Sheriff Abram was seen, there may be a few fights.
For now, however, it was tea and beef time. There was no use heading into the unknown unprepared. She needed time to mull over her plan first. Maybe recruit those two into her investigation as she saw them; after all, the more the merrier, right?