[Action: locked to Namur, Rip, and Rowan]

On a rooftop overlooking a rather plain building, Grell is dressed in all black, yet won't even bother tying back her length of hair. It just felt odd to keep it neat after all this time of fighting with it loose. Below she can see a few of the people she's been keeping tabs on for most of the night. A smirk shows on her face, glad to know that some things are going according to plan.

"They're running their operations in the baasement of this office building. It's a smart move, really. People stay inside after hours, so no one questions their comings and goings. Plus, you can easily see inside their windows. Who's going to bother looking underneath?"

She turns to the rest of the crew, grinning at the possibility of some real action that has nothing to do with her job.

"No one escapes the building alive. I'll take a few elsewhere. I've got a deal to make. We need to be back at the masquerade before the fireworks end. Any questions?"




[Later, in Everglade: locked to Lydia]

[Voice message]

Lydia, dear. Could you come outside? I have a gift for you~!

[Indeed, outside wherever the door to her wonderland is, Grell will be standing in the forest clearing with a few goons tied up and gagged, wriggling to try and get free.]