OOC: Are we taking bets on which group is gonna get their butts kicked first this night? I'm gunning for the Koln and Meredith duo, at the moment, lol
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Clover began to walk down the hallway, inspecting the doorknockers as she went. Though some were disturbing, perhaps meant to be frightening, she could appreciate the art of each.
At one that looked like the bust of a woman, she stopped and stared at it. Not wanting to give anyone the satisfaction of thinking that it drew her for any other reason, other than just being unique among the unique doorknockers, she called out to Lacey, "Hey look, this one could be your sister!"
Koln listens to his words intently. The verbiage, the throaty noises, the cultured (in a literal sense, mind you) accent all fail to translate. Being the priest that he is, he only listens for one thing, the truth. Sense motive....
"Listen well, brother, I am a "recruit" for no man. I only follow our Lord's Divine Command..."
Father Koln then looks him right in the eyes from under his hat, and speaks very very truthfully, and differently. "I know a lot of things you don't... you will learn though. They all will..."
Then his tone immediately changes back to normal "But where your boys are exactly, I do not know. Perhaps try the police department? They're nice, and give free rides... always to the same place though. Or, if any of their names are 'Waldo,' perhaps try in a book."
Without stopping, Koln continues, as if this is all the same thought "And perhaps monsieur you would do well to know that lunacy, faith, and fire have something in common. They all fool the rational person into thinking they're in control when, at all times and in actuality and since ze Beginning, it controls them." His tone is non-threatening, but serious, and very cautionary, like a parent warning their child to not touch a hot stove.
Checking the aura, let's see This one's cream filling
Lacey goes over to Clover and looks at the doorknocker "Why yes!" she says, putting her hands over her chest. "She even has my skintone! She's bigger than the other knockers in here, should we find out why?"
Clover quirked a wry eyebrow at Lacey, speaking dryly, "Not all of them. Sure, knock yourself out." She swept an exaggerated gesture in invitation.
Lacey says "Ha! I see what you did there! Now Clover, are you too shy to touch ano0ther woman. Tsk Tsk."
Lacey puts her hand on the knocker rather suggestively and then knocks it. There is a little clicking sound and the wall behind the knocker opens up revealing a compartment behind the wall. Lacey reaches in and pulls out a small lockbox. It's made of steel and is about the size of a jewelery box.
Lacey looks at Clover "Mind if I do the honors here? Oh of course you don't, you don't seem like the type of girl." Lacey reaches down into the front of her dress, giggling she says "Sorry, this is usually easier. Now where are you my little friend?....Ah, gotcha!" Lacey produces what looks like a small blue metal pen. It says "Dyno Kwick Lock Pick" on it. "This is my sonic screwdriver." she says, a mechanism on it produces a pick and Lacey attempts to open the box with it.
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OOC: And because I was such a good sport and played along, right?
Clover tsked derisively, "Normally, I think I'd encourage you to put it all back. But since they were so kind as to leave these treasures here to be discovered..." She shrugged, then nodded in approval at Lacey, "Good job with the lock. Now, let's find this party. At least we have a little extra spending money for cocktails now, yes? Put that money and watch away until we need it."
She took the box from Lacey, closed it, and replaced it in the wall and its compartment. When she closed the woman's bust doorknocker, she did so with a full push of her hand, looking sidelong at Lacey in challenge.