<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=1437.msg39302#msg39302">Quote from: kasen03 on 10-08-2005, 04:06:51</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Crossing the bridge, the watercourse below murky and slightly smelly, Jessica notices that on most sides there are warehouses.  To the west, a long thin warehouse pokes out towards the ocean, and across the bridge to the northwest another larger one does the same.  In front of her a larger warehouse goes down the foot-street, and there is a person leaning against the middle doors, looking very 'guard-like'  Futher down the street to the south are more warehouses (the ones passed when being travelled here).  Across the bridge to the right, a wedge shaped building has numerous low windows, all grime covered, and a small hanging sign.  The words are weathered and obscured, but there is no mistaking the tipped tankard.  To the east, across the open channel, from the bridge you can see another wedge shaped building.<br/><br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Princess notices no other people around, and under the guise of course as a possible tourist she crosses the bridge and makes her way back down towards the stern looking man. To herself she hopes it's a plausible guise, and at worst the man would have seen her just disembark the water taxi. Shuffling her bag, she looks over the large warehouse as she approaches the man, checking him over and giving him a big bright smile.<br/><br/>In french she asks him, "Excuse me, do you speach french or german?" not quite ready to diclose her native english language. "Hotel? Can you direct me to a hotel?" she asks him, trying to be charmingly persuasive to his gruffness, and hoping to hell the man is a typical man and not gay of her cuteness will have little effect.<br/><br/>