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Stealth and Deception #7, Cafe Fina, Wednesday Morning

Recieving a ~~handwaved~~ e-mail to appear at Cafe Fina, the students found themselves a lavish breakfast spread. Alfred sat at the head of the table and motioned for them all to sit.

"Good morning. Welcome to our last class. It was brought to my attention recently that some of you, those who already have training in Stealth and Deception, have been somewhat bored by this class. That, since I am teaching only the basics, you are being taught things you already know. I apologize for this, but I was expecting that the people who signed up would be less taught in the skill and I did not want to leave behind those that were beginners."

He shrugged. "Now, however, I would like to draw upon that skill. If you are one of the people I have perviously mentioned, please, stand up and share with the class an important detail or aspect of Stealth and Deception that you believe I may have missed. Or, if you are a beginner, now is an ideal time to ask any burning questions you may have."

"Thank you for coming to signing up for this class and staying in it, and I hope that it was both enlightning and entertaining for you. I certainly enjoyed teaching you all."

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If you know something, say it

If you know nothing, ask about it

Just, ya know, like ya do.

In all likelihood, he will respond in some way.

Yeah, I said today was going to be a test, but I realized that last week was actually more of a test. Plus, I just woke up and couldn't think of any particularly clever way to run a test.

Mea culpa.

Phoebe signs in. She may be a bit pale.

Jack signed in.

Lana signed in.

Nadia signed in. Looking tired and stressed out, but present and accounted for.

Pippi signed in

Pippi is partaking of the lavish breakfast spread.

Walter signed in.

"Break up the pattern of your movement." Pippi piped up. "If you aren't sure you can't keep from making noise while you walk, at least make it sound like something other then somebody walking... Or swimming. When people who are on watch hear a noise, they listen for repetition and patterns."

Nadia didn't stand up, and was, in fact, staying pretty low in her chair and keeping an eye on the windows, but she spoke up nonetheless.

"One of the most important things I've learned is that your confidence is key in an undercover or infiltration situation. You can have the best disguise in the world, but if you look like you're nervous, people will notice you and question why you're there. Unless you're trying to be noticed, like in a distraction situation, you want to be as confident as possible. Look like you know you belong there and people are much less likely to question whether or not you do."

Briar signed in.

"People have certain expectations based on what they see when they look at you." Walter looked down at his own attire. "You can use that to your advantage when you have no choice but to be seen. Right now, people look at most of us and see kids and think certain things. Or domestic staff - people who have domestics often start to see them as part of the furniture after a while."

Which just went to show that money did not always equate to intelligence.

Walter was famished and more than willing to take advantage of a Cafe Fina breakfast.

"Morning."

Walter washed down a mouthful of scone with some tea and nodded. "Yes, I think it is."

"Get any sleep?"

"More than Nadia, likely," Walter said, glancing down the table at his girlfriend. "She's in bad shape over this," he added very quietly.

"I kinda noticed." Pippi said quietly back. "But I dunno what we can do about it."

"If she doesn't start pulling herself together soon, I don't know if there is anything." Nadia was essentially dealing with Walter's greatest fear - being paralyzed by fear. It wasn't doing anything for his own state of mind.

"Maybe we could find a place where she can be more sure she has the advantage?"

"I don't know if such a place exists, but perhaps an afternoon on your boat will help clear her head."

Pippi nodded.

"I have some gillyweed that's just mature enough to use." Pippi said. "She can hold onto them, just in case she feels like she needs to bolt. Also? Al and I kinda made a secret hideout. But it's rather removed from campus and town so... I don't know if that would actually be helpful."

"Brilliant." Walter leaned over to pat her arm. "You can tell her about those things when you have a chance. This might be just what she needs."

Pippi nodded and poked at her food.

"What do you think he wants?"

Walter couldn't let the subject put him off his food. He had a bite of bacon before answering her.

"Letting her know he's coming says to me that he doesn't want to harm her, but his idea of helping is why she's like this now, so I can't rightly say."

"I worked at the hotel during that convention." she said finally eating something. "I think I'd know him if I saw him."

"Nadia seems to think that disguise might be a problem, but I don't see how any stranger on the island looking for her isn't going to stand out." He frowned before adding, "Unless he can disguise himself to look like someone who isn't a stranger."

"He's too short to be a Trooper..."

Walter smiled and speared a bit of tomato. "And Tex would squash him like a bug, no matter how formidable Nadia believes him to be."

Pip signed in.

Nadia stayed a bit after class to a) delay going back into town where things might be somewhat less safe for her and b) talk to Alfred.

"Mr. Pennyworth. I wanted to thank you. I know I haven't been the best student in the world since I got back, but before that, at least, I got a lot out of your class."

"That's what I said."

Alfred smiled benevolently. "I'm glad to hear it. Are you alright?"

"I will be. Just . . . waiting for Sloane to show. . . ."

"Afraid of him?"

Nadia sighed and shivered. "Yes, sir. I am."

Alfred nodded. "What do you plan to do?"

She shrugged. "I'm not sure. I may--" She startled when her cellphone, tucked deep into her pocket, beeped to tell her she had a message.

She hadn't noticed it ring.

She pulled it out and listened, then she paled and her expression hardened.

"Cutre. I told him to leave the room."

Alfred raised an eyebrow. "Is something wrong?"

"My roommate. He was trying to tell me something, but something happened and he got cut off. I have to go."

"Alright," Alfred said. "But call me if anything else happens."

"I'll keep you updated, sir. Or Walter will."

And Nadia hurried out without a backwards glance.

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