The woman sighs in exhaustion as she heads down the dimly lit street and back home.Joyce was tired after a long day of waiting tables at the diner, bu... she knew better than to lower her guard when walking the streets of Circovia at night. She passes under a neon sign for another sleazy nightclub and several scantily-clad women staying dry under the building’s overhang scowl as she walks by. The rain is nearly deafening and is easily soaking through her worn-down shoes. Joyce crosses the street. Where is the officer in charge?" Jeff asked as he looked over the personnel from the cutter. When the man wearily pointed to his commander onboard the cutter, Jeff quickly stepped toward the craft. When two of the Coasties attempted to stop him, Jeff merely implanted a command to move them out of his way. Walking up to the captain, Jeff considered just using his abilities to get him to let them go, but that wouldn't tell him who was determined to stop him from reaching Greece."I hope you have a. I got a drink and was sat in the corner minding my own business when an older couple seemed to be having a disagreement opposite me, the café was quiet it was a Monday morning.He was whinging on about something and she said “just go and sit in the car you miserable sod”, as he walked away she turned to me and said “he’s a boring old fart” I laughed and so did she. She was Eileen, 66 years old, 5’3” about 14 stone and been married for 40 years to the boring old fart. She was wearing black skirt. “Is it an enemy?”“Hard to say, milady. Suspicious she is, at the least. Looks like one of those corvettes the French keep building, pocket frigates no less, and awfully seaworthy.”“But this is a fast ship, isn’t it?” Margaret asked with a touch of worry.“Primrose is fast, but in this fresh breeze the bigger ship has an advantage. They can cut us off from our course, too. Anyway, come the night, we can change course and show them a clean pair of heels. If need be, we can always head for Cork in.