Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20180613113045/@comment-25828117-20180614194234

Harold Burned-Mane wrote: It didn't appear that the soldiers would be leaving the recharge station anytime soon. "Bloody hell." Johnny cursed under his breath. He couldn't just stay parked there forever, the soldiers might get suspicious and come check on him.

So, Johnny decided to turn his car back on and go on ahead. I could try another station, but after what the Quebecois pulled at Capitol Hill, all of Ottawa will be on alert. He'd need to get some help, but he couldn't turn to his family again so soon it would be too risky. His resistance buddies were already under the radar, so they were also a no go. Most streets were deserted.

Johnny was left only with the hum of his car's engine and the empty streets of Ottawa's suburbia. Street lamps created yellow cones along the road.

Under one of them, a telephone booth.

Perhaps he could make a call to someone in town. That shady feller from England perhaps.