Three days... that should be more than enough time, if everything works the way it's meant to. Though to be honest, "everything working how it should" is generally more the exception than the rule...<br/><br/>Still, the woman slips everything under her servant's garb as best she can, hiding things in the folds of the fabric all across her body as best she can to keep wandering eyes from realizing that she's leaving with more than she arrived. Of course, the Madame of the brothel knows not to question her... but a nosy patron could be a major pain in the arse.<br/><br/>Once she's satisfied, the infiltrator heads out, bowing and keeping her eyes low to the ground in an attempt to look like any other servant, steering clear of any patrons who look like they may try to pull her in to their revelries. Of course, she's a bit plainer than the working girls, so that should help...<br/><br/>First things first, she needs to make her way to her apartment, to read over the map and get a feel for her target. There're hours still to go between now and nightfall... and the moon is going to be her friend for this. So long as the censor doesn't sleep in his offices, at least.<br/><br/>Once night falls, though, she's heading straight out... she can easily ascend to the roof of the worn down apartment building from her second-story balcony, and should be able to make her way through the town from there...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Laying out a plan of action; however, if you do decide to fast forward to night, her Athletics check to get onto the roof (Athletics 3) results in 10, 6, 10, 9, 1. So three hits and a nat 1. </div></div>