02-28-2017, 03:59 AM
Very sloooooowly, because that's how you don't draw attention to yourself, Ursk reaches for his plate of stew...cross-eyed and while actually watching Eva. His hand blindly thunks and thuds across the table, knocking the wooden spoon to the floor, before he finds the plate and slips it to the dog with a clatter. After banging on the floor, it begins to spin on itself, like a spun coin before it finally collapses.
Then the dog begins to lick it. Slap. Slap. Scratch scratch. Clunk!, as the plate slides across the floor under the table.
Perception: 1d20+4 11
Hmm. A couple people noticed, but not many.
He continues his unobtrusive observation of the android. Why isn't the abomination trying to arrest me yet? Am I really blending in that well? I'm better at this than I thought.
Then the dog begins to lick it. Slap. Slap. Scratch scratch. Clunk!, as the plate slides across the floor under the table.
Perception: 1d20+4 11
Hmm. A couple people noticed, but not many.
He continues his unobtrusive observation of the android. Why isn't the abomination trying to arrest me yet? Am I really blending in that well? I'm better at this than I thought.