<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">James 'Jacob' Ecote</span></div><br/>Jacob looked right and left, scanning the street for any nearby sleepers. The only person he could see was a random homeless man, who he definitely intended to talk to later. Besides that, blood and a camera... This could turn out messy if they didn't figure this out soon. Not feeling the man would pose any threat, he walked back inside, not wanting to waste any time.<br/><br/>"Thanks for the concern, Pulse, but this guy wasn't close to me. That and alerting any sleepers I know is just likely to track attention back to me - to us. We need to keep a low profile.", Jacob said, worry filling his voice up. "But before making any such decision, let's try to figure out what happened here. Don't worry Ronia, I can do this on my own... I hope. You go distract the man while I give it a shot."<br/><br/>Duly noted, Jacob was trying his best not to eye Ronia at this very unfitting moment. He'd give her the eye later, he promised himself that.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Postcognition, failure!</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2015-02-01 11:15:17, laa (uid: 53673) rolls: 6d10e10 tn1: 8 Result: 0 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=71488)</div></div>