The first thing Jack does is survey the cavern, letting his vision slide into the Astral plane.
Crix waits for Jack's assessment before snooping around in his only element, the meat world.
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The astral plane shows little of what is going on here. There is of course the signatures of all the people here at the dock but there is no-one awakened nor is there any magical defences in the cove. Off in the distance Jack can see one or two magical auras but those are likely other runners or others that work in the very shady smuggler business. Much of the buildings and boats here are very dull in colour, to the point of not registering at all. This in Jack's opinion is because there is a lot of machinery here and a lot of software but not much in the way of magical devices.
Jack refocuses on the physical world and turns to his companions, speaking quietly, "Nothing going on magically. Perhaps a couple of Awakened down towards that end. Everyone else is still asleep. No wards, no critters."
"So move in together or split up first?" Crix asks, considering stealth.
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Jack considers for a moment before shaking his head, "I suspect that we have already been seen and lumped together as one group. It seems unlikely that stealth at this point would yield much advantage. Always possible I am mistaken, however."
"Doesn't look like anyone's paying attention yet. If they started paying attention, I might someone in the shadows to have my back. After all, isn't running the shadows what we do?" Crix retorts, then rubs his ribs, wishing he had some pain killers.
"Well, stealth and general sneakiness is my game." Miyako says, looking up at the roof tops to see if their a likely place to maintain surveillance of the rest of the group.
Jack glances around them, then back to the group, "As I see it, we have two options: 1) we can ask around and see if anyone can tell us where to find the crew of the Fortune Hunter, and 2) we can try to find out where they are by looking about on their boat. In the first case, we run the risk that they inform our quarry that we are asking about after him, and in the second case we risk having our hand tipped too soon and getting stuck in for another fight before we want it."
Jack looks at Crix appraisingly for a moment, then fishes in one of the inner pockets of his jacket and hands the man a small slap patch package.
"I'm not much for asking. More for doing. But I'm not feeling up for another fight at the moment, true enough."
With that, Crix takes the slap patch, considers it for a minute, then hands it back to Jack. "You look like you need it as much as I do."
Jack shakes his head, "I am okay for now, and I have another if I need it. When you life relies on doing things that can make you tired and sore, you keep some of these around."
Crix pockets the patch, hoping he won't have to use it.
"Perhaps, Jack, but I think the warehouse might be an easier target to infiltrate than a ship. Plus there would most likely be an office of some kind..." Miyako says , watching Jack and Crix play hot potato with the stim patch.
"Then we need to find out where the warehouse is." Jack turns back toward the docks and begins approaching the nearest group of people who are working on the docks.