[HydroRaven]

"I was looking for a hardware store if there were any nearby" answers Clementine to Rudy in the most neutral tone she could answer the question with. She went over to Johnny and asked him "How are things on your end? Anything worth mentioning happen on your trip with Sam?" While waiting for Johnny to answer, Clementine looked around for a screwdriver or any other tool that could be used as a makeshift weapon in case something went bad.

Perception 3 + Intuition 4 + Perceptive 2 + Actively looking 3 (12d6.hits(5)=2) no glitches

[irisheathen]

Johnny didn't open his eyes as he continued to hold his left foot at head height his muscles tensed. "Torley made nice with the sheriff and convinced him to introduce us to this gun nut who lives on the outskirts of town." He let out a slow breath as he lowered the leg ever so slowly. "The guy, Martell, has enough firepower to make O'Connor drool but its locked up behind a elaborate security system." His foot finally touched the floor and he opened his eyes and smiled. "I don't know enough about security systems to make a call but if we got Red in there... maybe" He shrugged. "How did you cats manage?"

[Necrogigas]

After a casual search, O'Connor had yet to find the wardrobe room. Besides a few locked doors, the only place he'd yet to check was behind the stage. The problem being that that's where Johnny and Clem were set up at the moment. Johnny would definitely have a problem with him stealing from the guys that were supposedly helping them out, and Clem might too, even though she shared his suspicions about their motives. Tabling his search for the time being, O'Connor found someplace to set up and give the rifle a thorough looking over. His brief inspection back at Blackeagle's campsite wasn't enough to make sure the rifle was in proper working order. He lamented not having the tools, or enough ammo, to test the scope's alignment.

[HydroRaven]

"Got some 'links and managed to calm Con a bit, believe it or not" answers Clementine to Johnny. "We did have to create a distraction for it all to happen, but I think it was worth it." She pauses for a moment before continuing with "So what you're saying is those guns might be more trouble than they're worth? Gun nuts tend to be overly protective of their possessions in my experience."

[farothel]

"I can introduce you to my agent," Sammy said to Liam, "she's always on the look-out for new talent.  I can't promise you any roles, but if you're good enough, you will get chances."

[Crossbow]

Liam nods, "Good enough." and goes to make the call.

Tools are quite easy to find, with set building in process, there are several boxes on the stage.  Pretty much any kind of heavy club or blade is available, if unweildy in form.

Costuming can be seen in racks along the back, but nothing like a ammo belt.  Pouches of various styles are available though.

[HydroRaven]

Clementine walks around the stage looking for a dark corner, or at least somewhere which isn't crowded, and casually takes a short blade, preferably something she can easily put away in her clothes without looking too obvious.

Let me know if you want me to roll anything. Not quite sure what it would be though

[RHat]

Fionn took a moment to consider his options, and came to a bit of a decision.  "Right then, I think I can make do."

<<I need you to find as much as you can on what has the local law enforcement in such a stir - what they think has happened, and what they're liable to do about it.  If you can get me active communications, or point me to such, so much the better.  Do this for me, and your service is complete.>>  He sent the message to the fox sprite, and waited for the response - this sidhe would have to be untethered from him before he could call forth another as he intended.

[Thvor]

After Liam walked off, Sam pulled Sammy off to one side. "Miss Delavine, a word, please." Once they were out of Matt's hearing, he said, in a quieter tone than usual, "We may be in trouble. Liam doesn't buy our cover. I think we can trust him for now, but we're going to have to keep an eye on him--and hope that the others don't do something in front of him that will make him decide that he'd be better served by selling us up the river. I don't know if you have enough sway in the industry to keep Mr. Flamboyant happy, but that seems to be what he's after."

Message delivered, Sam started looking around to see if he could replace his lumberjack outfit with something more...normal.

[irisheathen]

Johnny watches Clem walk away towards the back of the stage and sighs. He turns and hops off the stage; he starts to wander around the outer edge of the auditorium, bored.

[farothel]

'Will do', Sammy thought as Sam left.  She had never played in theatres like this, but only in studios, but maybe she could help out.
"You playing something tonight," she asked Liam.

[Necrogigas]

O'Connor watched Johnny walk off as Clem moved towards the back. He couldn't do much more about the rifle without the proper equipment, in truth this inspection had been mostly about wasting time. He walked towards the back where Clem was, "Hey, we have some things we need to talk about."

[HydroRaven]

"Right now?" asked Clementine.

[Necrogigas]

O'Connor shrugged, "If ya don't wanna talk right now that's whatever, but sooner rather than later. We both don't trust what's goin' on right now. We need to decide how we're gonna handle a few things. You're the only one on this crew I half way trust, and I know you can do what needs be done. I want us on the same page when drek hits the blades."

[HydroRaven]

"Okay, find an excuse to leave the theater and meet me at the florist around the corner" said Clementine to O'Connor. She then went back to where the bulk of the group was and said "I'm going to go out to have a quick look around the neighbourhood. Call me if you need me." She then got out of the theater and looked around the street, spotting the florist and casually making her way there. As she approached the building, she tried to find some sort of rag she could wrap her commlink with and put it in an alley, far away from her so that people listening in on her conversation would have a hard time making out what was being said, but close enough so that she could keep an eye on it and quickly get to it should something happen.