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At the Tower of the Hypnogogue; Delve Thread 1 | Full Party
Topic Started: May 31 2014, 01:13 AM (1,462 Views)
Snow White
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And not a fuck was given
Isolde had made it. He finally made it. The hours spent with these man things melted away from his entire being. He slowly descended down the ladder, drinking in the view, the smell, the decay. With every step on the ladder he took in more.

"yeeees...... he slowly chit trees out, shaking a bit. "Yeeeeessssss! I'm home! I'm home!!!"

He was cheering at this point. He leapt off the ladder and landed on all four. He padded across, splashing gleefully through the sewage. Truly it was the most happiest, euphoric, filthiest time he could possibly be having.

He splashed and explored until his attention was brought forth. He stopped mid splash as he picked up footsteps and was brought back to the situation at hand. He cursed under his breath.

"filthy stomping loud man things!he spatters at the ceiling. He couldn't enjoy sewers and it's yummies and prizes if they were dead. He sniffles around, looking for the filthiest route, the smelliest would bring them to the most population, and hopefully an escape route.

His back arched and he continued on through the current, following it, sniffing the air. Hd beckened the man things with him with a paw and a jerk of his head. "this way, man things
Edited by Snow White, Jun 13 2014, 05:18 PM.
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Flynn The Rambler
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Jacob continued to help Berek move down the path. "Ahh thats smell... I wish it wasnt so familiar." He sighed. "Well lets keep moving" He said following the rat man. There wasnt much more he could do till he got further along.
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Julius had figured that the guards wouldn't be much help. There wouldn't have been a case if they were more observant. For the life of him, Julius couldn't figure out why Solem didn't just build and employ a team of specialized golems.

Shaking his head, Julius fished yet another Cigar from his pockets and lit it.

"You said that she was being courted by a boy?" He spoke after a few puffs "Do you know his name? What family he is from? Did you notice anything about him at all that would seem a little odd? And, if you don't mind. Can you tell me all you know about their relationship"

Julius watched the guards faces while they answered. He would pay the boy a visit later regardless of what was said. But for now he needed to weed out possible suspects or establish a primary one.
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Berek was holding his mouth as he was being pulled through this inhuman smell. He gritted his teeth and pumped his legs to move as Jacob kept him steady and running. He hoped there was an exit soon. He wasn't about to die from disease in this poor excuse for a water flow.
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Owen and Julius

Berek, Jacob and Isolde
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Julius maintained a calm but interested face, while the guard talked, never once letting on that he had caught the flaring of nostrils and the decidedly unprofessional amount of familiarity he had displayed in regard to Miss. Anita Solum.

The guard was hiding something, was it as simple and harmless as a crush on a girl outside his station? Or was there something more? A relationship perhaps between a Guard and the woman who he was sworn to protect? The thought of such a relationship was a little too fairy tale for Julius' liking. The young Miss. Solum seemed, from her fathers description, to be too worldly, too intelligent, too involved in her work to fall into such a trope. And yet... parents rarely know their children half as well as they think they do.

"Thank you Gentlemen, you've been a great help so far." Julius said after a particularly long drag from his cigar.

"I'm afraid questioning isn't my strong suit so I will pester you no further. However, If one of you wouldn't mind escorting me to the young madam's room, while my friend here continues his line of questioning with the other, I would like to look around there and see what I can find. I promise I'll be extremely careful."

Julius took another puff of his cigar and waited, it would be interesting to see which one volunteered to escort him.
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Flynn The Rambler
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Jacob looked around as he stood upfront of the light. "This is strange..." He said in hushed tones. He couldnt figure this out. Was someone down here? He gulped a bit and took a big sigh. "I think I am going to look and see what that light is coming from, you two watch out backs.. I dont know if the guards would follow us down here... if they knew we were here... but I dont want us getting lazy on account of it. God i hate the stink" He said, Jacob then tried to get though the waterfall to see this light on the other side. The Half-giant did what he could to avoid this.... wonderful, magical, little waterfall they found. He really didnt want to come out smelling like what he knew was in this water. It a half-breeds life.
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Berek did his best to stand on his own, and even covered his mouth with both of his hands. This stench was about to make the big blacksmith vomit. He still had no idea why he was here, but worrying and complaining over it wouldn't change a thing. He nodded to Jacob, not wanting to open his mouth again to get more of the smell. That light...he hoped it was a way out and towards their destination. He didn't wish to die down here. He had contracts to fill!
Edited by POOHEAD189, Jun 16 2014, 05:31 AM.
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Julius

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Jacob, Isolde and Berek
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Flynn The Rambler
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Jacob cursed a but when he saw the bodies... "Shit, we got skimmers..." He called back to the group. Skimmer was a term he liked to use for bodies, as they would just skim along the surface and drift by. He looked about making sure this place was empty. As a precaution he lit the pilot light of his flame thrower. Some might worry about the methane build up, but that only happened when the sewage had no place to go, and this was the nicest place for shit he had ever seen.

He grunted a bit and smiled. He looked over the camp, food still cooking, though it had long been left alone. So he didnt think it was another batch of homeless they strip any food they can. At least they do where he is from. He looked over the bodies, he wondered if this was work of the guards.... or something else.
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Owen had been listening carefully, though letting his partner lead in much of the questioning. When he was alone with the more quiet of the two guards, he considered whether to try to buddy up to this guy, to get more information. Perhaps he should maintain his professionalism and perhaps use the gravity of the situation and his authority in the matter to get more information. After a brief moment, he settled on the first, though he didn't want to rush into it. He kept his line of questioning fairly straightforward for now.

"So what do you know about this Carmichael character? You mentioned your charge's... 'veneer', I believe was the word you used. Do you think they may have been conspiring in some manner other than romantic? For that matter, what do you think about Miss Solum. I've been charged with bodyguarding before, VIP's and such, and I know some charges can be brats, and some can be quite a joy to work with." Owen was sure to remain vague as he tried to fish for information.

Then another thought occured to Owen.
"You don't perhaps have security cameras as part of your detail in this home, do you? If you did the footage could be invaluable to our investigation, and perhaps save the life of Miss Solum"
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Snow White
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Isolde had his fun. The stench of the sewers and decay surrounded him was nothing more than an island he and only he inhabited, minus the man things that walked around him. He was practically home already. He pranced and dashed through the decay, completely oblivious of what was around him. He didn't care if they returned to the surface, or if they failed their mission for that matter. As long as he stayed in his new hole he would be at peace.

He didn't notice the large hulking man thing scoping ahead of them. He let out a curse at what he saw. Isolde stopped mid-splash at the man things reaction. Isolde turned to him and wandered over, curious. He didn't catch all that the man thing sputtered, but he caught enough.

"Skimmers? He chittered to Jacob, now at his heels on all fours, like a very large malnurished and unkept Doberman. "What are skimmers? Why are skimmers here? Why do you use weird phrases, man thing? He asked the half giant. Were they in danger? Would they be able to progress or escape should they need to? Isolde did not know.
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Jacob looked back at the rat, or at least in his general direction as he looked over the room. "Skimmers are dead folks, they float on the water... thats how you know they are fresh. I call the ones that dont float, Weights. Those ones have been dead for a while." He then paused to correct himself. "Or they were drowned. Either way, we got fresh dead in here, and they wernt killing for food. As it is still sitting here, the fire isnt even out. Something got these men... just to kill them." He said looked around even more, waving his flamethrower about as he looked though the room.
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Julius scanned the room with his eyes, noting its cleanliness. He had expected the daughter to take after the father, but is seemed as though she took after her...mother. An odd thought occurred to Julius as the word crossed his mind. Why had there been no mention of Anita Solums mother? She was dead, or so Julius assumed, but still, it was odd. Julius entertained the thought of going back to Solum that moment to ask about his wive, even though any knowledge of her would most likely turn out to be at the very least irrelevant to the investigation.

Julius pushed the thought from his head for now. Opting instead, to look through the desks, papers and, closets in the room. He would ask his questions later, and without Owen. After all, Solum would be far more likely to share sensitive information with one of his own creations, than with a man he had never met before.
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Berek, Isolde and Jacob
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