The Underground

A: Welcome to Cafe Poirot
On odd days of the week, Heiji spent his time mingling with customers as a part-time waiter for a small cafe in Barnet. A bit of a customer favorite, he could often be found serving coffee, recommending menu items, or chatting during slow periods and exchanging news about recent events. Like the sudden seizure of Barnet by the Reds, for example...

For about an hour on this particular day, however, Heiji brought his violin in, spent a brief minute or two tuning, then began to play. His bow sang across the strings in long, fluid sweeps, mingling with the enticing smells of coffee and cake...

B: Something in the Mist
Night wasn't always a safe time in London, especially when the streets were shrouded in fog. But travelers along certain side streets might find themselves party to glimpses of ghostly blue flame. And if they should for some reason find themselves drawn to follow that flame, they'd only be falling under the same spectral influence that had been bewitching their fellows for an age.

But didn't it seem like they weren't quite alone? Like something was... watching them?

C: Other
Heiji will be doing a lot of wandering and exploring around the city, in human form or as a mundane-looking fox during the day and possibly as a much larger, clearly supernatural fox at night. Let me know if you want to do anything in particular or shoot ideas back and forth.