Mad Fantasy

[baka]

"Okay. Thanks for the lift. I'll keep in touch." Fitz jumps out of the car and waves briefly to Richard. Turning back to Chensington House, he walks towards it slowly, trying to make out any side entrances.

[Carthrat]

There aren't any immediately obvious side entrances. The building is adjoined to it's neighbours, so there isn't an alley or anything down the side.

[baka]

Fitz continues to walk towards the building, guessing the front route to be the only choice. He silently prays to Selene for aid in passing the guards, in Her infinite wisdom.

[Carthrat]

The guards don't pay much attention to Fitz. Hey, it's not like they have time to check each and every person heading into the building.

The building itself, inside, is pretty simple. To the left, there's a set of elevators, into which people are going in and out. In the middle is a large reception desk, with a few people checking phones and talking to people. To the far right is a cafe, serving pretty tasty-looking snacks.

[baka]

Fitz heads straight for the elevator, trying not to stand out from the others heading into the building, staying with the flow of people.

[Carthrat]

Now that Fitz has a better view of the elevators, he can see that there are guards on all of them- and a keycard-machine of some kind out the front. Employees are validating cards before entering the elevators, and the guards are carefully observing with a watchful eye.

[baka]

Fitz turns away, back to the cafe. He buys a small drink and sits down, looking over the lobby area, trying to think of a way to get upstairs. If there were some toilets, he might be able to knock someone out and steal a card...

[Carthrat]

There are some toilets, just down the side of the cafe, clearly marked for both men and women.

[baka]

Fitz finishes his coffee and walks over to the toilets. Glancing about for security cameras, he hides in one of the stalls and waits for someone to come along.

[Carthrat]

A short while later, Fitz can hear a pair of footsteps entering the mens room.

"This is just too bizzare," he hears, in a hushed, furtive tone. "There's the kid, but then there's this guy with a sword? Not to mention the chick we picked up.."

There's the sound of some rustling, like someone elbowing someone else, and then all falls silent, apart from the usual 'Business' sounds.

[baka]

Fitz stays in the cubicle, unwilling to tackle more than one person, despite his rising temper. Kid... that must mean Charlie.

[Carthrat]

"And what're we doing with the, uh, box, anyway?" comes the voice again, as Fitz can hear some zipping sounds.

"Takin' it to the US, like we're doing with everything else," replies the man, shaking his head. "Listen, buddy, you've gotta remember there's a *time* and *place* for talkin' about these things.."

Footsteps start heading away from the toilet, and Fitz is again left in silence.

[baka]

Wondering just what's up with that box, this place, and random phone calls, Fitz continues to wait for a solitary toilet-goer.

[Carthrat]

Footsteps head into the bathroom again... and Fitz's phone rings, obnoxiously loudly from his lone stall.

[baka]

Fitz opens the door of the stall, reaching into his pocket for the phone as he does so, and glancing at whoever's just come in.