"I think you will fight much better if you do not need to worry about me," Tip says, laying a hand briefly on your arm and looking up at you with mingled concern and affection. "In the meantime, I will put my own talents to use and see what may be done. See you in a little while."<br/><br/>She pats you and for just a moment you think she's going to try and kiss you, but she doesn't...not in front of the doctor, at any rate.<br/><br/>Following the stitch's directions, you find your target easily enough. It is, as described, a run-down former security station, now much the worse for wear. There are a five Vacuum Rats hanging around outside the building, clustered around a rickety old heater with bottles of local patch-still booze in their hands, laughing and bragging and generally making enough noise to keep anyone in earshot awake. They don't look like much to your more experienced eye--probationary members, perhaps? Or maybe they're all this drab and shabby.<br/><br/>Sneaking around them is likely to be child's play, if you feel like being subtle. There are at least three ways of getting inside without just popping up and going fully frontal OK Corral.