London Fog - 02

[TheUdjat]

Jun 4, 2008 6:00:21 GMT -5 VemuKhaham said:

[Assuming the answer (if my character knowledge is different, let me know)]:

He turns to Gray, "I know you have been out of touch with England you say, but Holmes isn't a real detective now is he?"

Gray chuckles. "As real as your American Cisco kid, or what do they call him? Purely fictional therefore, an icon of justice for all private investigators such as you."

[Yeah. The newspaper was just being cheeky, as 1920’s newspapers tend to be. Holmes is fictitious.]

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Scotland Yard-



You make your way across town to famous Scotland Yard, the law enforcement center of London. After some brief inquiries with the front desk, a secretary with a dubious expression goes to speak with Inspector Barrington about your visit, returning moments later with a mildly surprised expression on his face. “Yes, come on in,” the man says stiffly, and points you down a corridor. “Second door on the right.”

You proceed down the hall indicated, coming to a door with a plaque that reads ‘James Barrington’ on the front. It is slightly ajar. Pushing it open, you are greeted with a clean shaven man with a narrow face and perceptive eyes, near the same age as Grey, you’d guess. His entire office is neatly organized, almost methodically so, with clear labels over filing drawers and tidy stacks on his desk. At this very moment, the man appears to be setting aside a few open papers on his desk, clearing room for a wide notepad. He stands when you arrive, gesturing to a collection of doors across from him.

“Please, come in,” he says, standing to greet you, looking over each of you with a keen, appraising eye. You feel very little would get by this man. “Lt. Poole sent me a telegram, telling me to expect you. He spoke quite highly of certain independent investigations you pursued across the Atlantic.” A scrutinizing expression suggests that Poole did not go into excessive detail about your investigations, which is likely a good thing. “I have a good deal of respect for the Lieutenant. I hope you carry his recommendation well.”

When you are all seated, Inspector Barrington does the same. He folds his hands neatly over the blank notepad, lips drawn tight and pensive. He listens for all of your introductions, and then speaks again. “I’m glad to meet all of you. But excuse my brashness, for the Lieutenant was indiscernibly vague about your potential reasons for visiting me. I trust that you’ll enlighten me? These days are terribly busy for me, so I’d just as soon skip the pleasantries, if it’s all the same to you.”




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[VemuKhaham]

Gray simply acted as his usual self, pleasantly polite and at ease at all times. He returns the scrutinizing look of the inspector with a quick assessment of the narrow-faced man, even as he shakes his hand. "Lieutenant-Colonel James Edward Gray, sir. I do not think I list among those Lt. Poole recommended, given that I have only recently become involved. But I will offer my assistance, insofar as I possibly can."

He then takes his seat, crossing his legs and leaning back in his chair. He wanted to dissapear from the foreground for a while, content to listen to the explanation that the others would give the inspector. He probably would learn something of it as well.

[Yakumo]

"Good to meet you Inspector, Tommy Cannon. I'll cut right to the chase here then, I'm sure you won't mind." He opens up his journal of notes, "We're investigating a guy named Jackson Elias. He was in London a little over a month ago. If you know him or anything about him off of the top of your head that would be a great help for us. We particularly needed to know what he was doing here."

Tommy looks at his companions, "And well, that's it for exactly why we came to London. Lt. Poole said if anyone knew of any strange happening in London, you would be the one to know. We heard about the Egyptian Murders going on as well. Our investigation involves a case of serial murders as well, and well I think my friend here might know something that can help you out with yours."
(If she doesn't come along, Tommy will volunteer to explain what she said about what she read in the book)

"Our investigation has some links to Egypt as well, I can't speak for the group here, but I am more than willing to offer my help to you for your investigation of this particular string of killings." Tommy says earnestly. "There are some things that I can do, maybe leads you can't technically look in to, that I can" he adds, knowing the frustration of being forced to stay in the lines of the law with some investigations.

[VemuKhaham]

"There are some things that I can do, maybe leads you can't technically look in to, that I can" he adds, knowing the frustration of being forced to stay in the lines of the law with some investigations.

At this, Gray stirs uncomfortably in his chair. He switches his crossed legs, putting the lower one on top, and sits up somewhat more straight. It was the slightest of subliminal messages, but he said nothing. Gray would not want to get involved in anything illegal. Not until all other routes were exhausted. He had a reputation to consider, and furthermore, such a thing was simply unheard of. But he would not blatently obstruct their way. He hoped the inspector would wave of the entire remark himself, as Gray had promised them his assistance, not his moral judgments.

[TheUdjat]

[Aegea]

[Sorry for the delay in posting]

Rebecca decides ultimately to go with Gray and Tommy to speak to this investigator. She initially isn't intending to say all that much, but as Tommy explains what's been going on, she wonders if she should mention the connection she's discovered between the current murders and between the book she's been studying. When she hears Tommy mention her help, she jumps in, beginning somewhat awkwardly:

"Inspector," she begins. "As Tommy here said, we've been investigating the death of..our friend Jackson Elias. He had been also studying the Carlyle expedition, and what they had discovered, and to my knowledge delved pretty deeply into some rather, uh, dark research. We've been trying to learn who killed Jackson, and why." She pauses, and takes a deep breath. "To cut a very long story short...we spoke to Carlyle's sister, Erica, and she gave us some of the books her brother had been studying. She was kind enough to sell them to us, and I've been studying one of them. It's...difficult to explain everything that's in the book, but one thing I do know is that the methods of death that we have been reading about in the papers is the exact same method of death that is written about in this particular book. The author seems, well, mad in a lot of ways, but he got quite specific about the way this cult would murder someone."

She fidgets a bit, looking around her nervously, almost as if expecting recriminations from the man or some sort of declaration that she's in fact insane. "I know it might not seem like a huge deal, or important, but I thought it very, very strange that this very specific way that people have been killed recently has been mentioned in this one book."

She looks around at the others, wondering if they'll add anything to her story. God, I sound like a raving lunatic she thinks.

[Yakumo]

After Rebecca finishes her piece Tommy jumps right in, used to this sort of information exchange and getting more and more used to these strange topics, and elaborates smoothly to keep things moving and to keep everyone comfortable. "We are afraid you might have some sort of cult activity here. Hard to believe. I know, but it could very well be true. Right now I can tell you of at least five men and women in New York City who were the victim of a different cult, one that carves their sign into their victims' foreheads. And if you think that it is too far fetched, send a telegram back to Lt. Poole, he can tell you of at least a dozen more who are dead, including cops from this cult of ours."
Tommy lights another cigarette, "Damn, I'm running low on these things....and that ticket broke the bank, luckily I earned that back on the way here. Maybe I can get on the inspector's payroll for this."
Tommy puffs out a blast of smoke as the thin paper catches and runs up the cylinder. "So what I'm saying is Inspector, you scratch our back, we'll scratch yours. Help us out here and I can guarantee that at the very least I will stay in London. Even if my colleagues need to further our investigation elsewhere, I will personally help you find this murderer or these murderers, for a bit of a price of course, but you have Lt. Poole's letter of recommendation right there about my skills. What do you say?"

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[MaestroXC]

[Sorry about the delay, I've been too busy this week. I thought I said so in my last post, but Sam was interested in visiting the inspector with Tommy, especially after the meeting with Lt. Poole. I'll give a proper game post later tonight, or tomorrow.]

[Japic]

{Yah, sorry for the no post too, busier than usual at work. Thurman goes along with the others and offeres what he can to assist. So far it sounds like Tommy's got this interview working for him.}