Waking up surprised to find two people next to me, I gently and careful get up so as not to wake them. Seeing Blair awake I quietly ask, “Would you like some breakfast?” After her reply I sneak off as quietly as I can to procure food for everyone.

Stealth:13

With the twins off her hands and Parker asleep over his notes, Blair would snoop around a little bit before changing into something more comfortable to bed down in for some rest.

Sleight of hand: 24 

The next morning Dart would wake up to find Blair lounging in one of Parker’s Tshirts where she slept. It wasn’t done up all the way. She’d nod softly and mouth the words, ‘please’ when he’d ask if she’d want some breakfast.

"So whens the meeting? Parker asks as he scribbles something else then tears that portion off

not seeing to notice Blairs attire at the moment

Murph darts back to his attic home, slowly realizing he may have to make himself scarce, perhaps not even see his home for a while. He tries to move quietly across familiar rooftops, and out of sight of anyone who might be awake following the fireworks.

Stealth: 20 (second roll advantage in case these are stone walls and roofs that offer advantage:  24 

”Always so hasty...” Blair would tsk before letting out a soft yawn. Dart wasn’t even back with breakfast in bed for the girls. She’d start reaching up to stretch out and crack her body, letting out quiet moans before relaxing back. “Don’t we need to know where?” The redhead would start to finger comb the bed head from her hair. “And how we’re going to get back into the city?” She’d ponder lightly as to not wake the twins yet.

"Yes that is tr tr true" Parker closes his eyes with a whispered "dammit"

"I just want to get back. Many irons in the fire as it were" he opens his grey eyes locking with Blairs "pl pl plus i dont like being in un un unfamilliar territory." Eyebrow raises " th th that looks good on you by th th the way"

Blair could sympathize with the anxiousness Parker was feeling. “You’re right. But we don’t want to go rushing into the fire to get burned either.” She’d roll over onto her stomach and kick her legs a little bit, staring back at him. “And the more you squirm, the tighter grip it’ll have hold on you.” Blair would smirk. “Would you like to see it off?” She’d wink playfully, lifting her torso up slightly and reaching for one of the buttons.

Parker turns a bright crimson "Yes y y yes b b but t th this is is isnt th th th pl pl"he shuts his eyes again but cintinues stammering

Murph, you make it back to your attic, and evade a further two patrols in the streets below. Everything looks the way you left it, undisturbed. What are you packing?

Returning with breakfast just after Parker finishes his stammering, I quietly say, “Breakfast is served.” Holding a tray with a plate of scrambled eggs, bacon, pan-fried potatoes, and toast. There’s also a pitcher of fresh squeezed juice and a glass for everyone. “Everyone dig in!” After a mouthful of food, “I made it myself.”

Murph grabs a small bag of personal effects, all his tinkering and alchemists' tools that fit in smaller bags, which he packs away in his pack. He also grabs some smaller containers of powder, and any products that were finished (fireworks, smoke grenades, etc). He takes those packs up to the rooftop and wedges them for now in a crevice. He returns for a few pieces of more significant/expensive materials and tools that are transportable. He doesn't grab the grindstone, but a few of the more useful reagents, spanners, jars, etc, packed into one more bag and to the roof. He writes a quick note: "had to leave the city for a few days, back soon" and leaves it on his desk.

Then he leaves a final time, a sad look on his face as it runs across the small room. He heads up with his bags and tries to find an abandoned pigeon coop or old cistern or some other crevice to hide the heavier stuff for a time.

Just as Murph is about to leave, there's a knock on his door. Do you stay or do you head out?

Blair couldn’t help but giggle watching Parker stammer and turn red. Without skipping a beat, she’d turn back over and pop up to her feet. “Smells delicious.” She’d tip toe over to Dart, grab a hearty plate of breakfast and a glass of juice. The redhead would nod her head in thanks to the chef with a sweet smile before jutting her chin out towards the rousing twins. He was about to have his hands full with them again.

With a helping that was much too much for her alone, Blair would stride over to Parker and help herself to sitting in his lap again. She’d offer him a first bite of bacon.

”Any thoughts on how we’re getting into the city?” Blair would ask to open up discussion amongst the group while they enjoyed breakfast. Normally her and the twins might be able to bargain their way in, but she was open to other creative ideas. 

Can he listen at the door to try to ascertain if there is one person or multiple people? If he thinks there's lots of people, he'll dart out the window. If there's likely one person, he'll say sleepily, "who is it?" and still be ready to dart out the window.

Parker accepts the bacon, grateful for something to keep him from speaking

but breaths deeply when Blair leans close

I subconsciously check my belongings after Blair walks over to sit on Parker’s lap. Still a bit untrusting after her... theatrics in the Stubborn Mule. “I don’t know that there’s any need to get into the city proper. Stubborn mule may be a good place. There’s also a secret meeting place we could use.” All of this was said in a low voice to prevent any unwanted persons overhearing it.

no need for now an an anyways bu but ill be nee needing to get in there

“Why?” I inquire after an overly large mouthful of eggs and bacon. 

Blair held a smirk of amusement from her perch. She couldn’t blame Dart for being wary. “Darlin’ my hands are full, and there’s only so many places I could hide something at the moment.” She’d take a sip of orange juice. “Mm! Have you tried your tea?” The redhead would add, tossing a wink his way as she’d hand Parker the glass so she could help herself to a couple bites of breakfast while the boys disguss. With her own full cheeks, she’d shift in his lap and turn her head to look expectantly at Parker for his response to Dart’s question. Why does he need to get into the city? She’d chew slowly before swallowing.

“Stubborn Mule, we’ve been seen there...” She’d ponder out loud. “What about this other meeting place?” Blair would grab a piece of bacon for herself to chew on and take the glass back from Parker so he could help himself to his choice of breakfast.

"I i have to ge get to the city cause i live there ob ob obviously"