"Ehh? Stupid? That's rude! South of here is Ioannina, I just came from there. The folk art museum is in Metsovo, which is to the east, But what road I should take is a mystery to me..." With a sigh Aaron turned around and walked away, mumbling "...Moron." Turning around the corner and entering a nearby alleyway, he opened a small portal above the mayor's house. Slowly making his way into the house by repeatedly recreating his portal, it almost felt as if he was walking there. In reality though, he was sitting in an alleyway, his eye pressed to the wall where he'd summoned the other half of his portal. At one point he had to relocate, because his portal wouldn't move any further, presumably because he was at the end of his range.

After a while of using his portal to peer through keyholes, he found the room with the captives. His portal still summoned against the keyhole, Aaron distanced himself from the wall. He retrieved a pencil and paper and wrote a simple message on the paper. [i]"Stay put, help is on the way."[/i] 

He returned to his portal and studied the interrogation. One particular man stood out, a tall, brown-haired caucasian male. (O'Ryan, for those who didn't get that.) He seemed twitchy, ready to attack any moment. Recreating his portal as close to the man's pocket as he could possibly get, Aaron shoved in the piece of paper and pinched the man's leg. He was bound to have noticed that, it wasn't altogether subtle, it would be hard for the man to actually read the paper, though.

Removing his portal from the man's pocket, Aaron created yet another portal. He was getting tired from the repeated process, he'd need to bring out his ace, soon...

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