1936 - Pulp Heroes

[kirinke]

Elizabeth grins back. "Some things just aren't practical for mass production Doctor and I think that your alchemy would be considered to fantastical for the public as well," she chuckled and nodded to Mickey in agreement.

"Some folks are just hardheaded Mickey," she said in english amd then nodded in agreement with her father's assesment, knowing there were unspoken and rather bad memories behind those words, memories she did not want to experience, given her own set and she had yet to reach thirty. She settled down, silently giving way to Mickey's orders, which was telling. She did respect him, for he was at once her partner and body-guard. And it was true that most of the time he did have more rank than she.

 

[DrZombie]

"Bloody hell" John swears at when Elizabeth cuts open her hand, and again when she closes the wound.

 

[Voda Vosa]

I'll just say that there are things you have not yet seen, as there are those my daughter has not seen

"That is exactly my point" was Lotkas final statment.
The he stands up, ready to leave.

 

[Mirth]

"Well, it's never a boring evening at the Nightshade's, eh?" Jack says, watching the back and forth like a really bad tennis match. "I think we all need to focus more on what brought us together ... Alexei. His work should not die with him and the "universe" seems to agree," Jack looks at Phaere with a slight smirk, "so perhaps we should make a plan of action for how we are going to spend our next two days preparing for our expedition."

"Any ideas as to what our next step should be?" Jack asks and continues, "I'll try to keep the government out of it as long as possible, although I do have some considerable resources to draw upon."

 

[Voda Vosa]

"I should go to my laboratory to take some things with me for the journey. "

 

[Mirth]

"I don't think it's wise for any of us to go off on our own, Dr. Kirdov" Jack says in response. "Perhaps we should split up in pairs. I'd be glad to accompany you, Doctor."

 

[Blackrat]

"That would be a good idea mr Castle." Nightshade answers with a nod. "I'll keep company for this gentleman you brought to meet me, so you don't need to worry about him." He says waving his hand to the direction of the thug. "Besides, there are a few things I need to ask from him anyway." He smiles. Then he addresses Elizabeth and once again switches to speak in the ancient language of egyptians: [sblock=Strange language with harsh sounds]"Your mother will be sad to hear that you came to visit and she wasn't here to see you, but she is visiting Thrallax right now. We had some trouble with his minions again."[/sblock][sblock=Elizabeth]Thrallax is a dragon. A big honking ancient great-wyrm who runs a world-spanning smuggling/black market operation. He is generally in good relations with the Guardians but their interests clash from time to time.[/sblock]

 

[kirinke]

ooc
[sblock] What kind of dragon is he? Color wise anyway, or does that matter in this campaign? What sort of relationship does Elizabeth have with her mother? Warm, strained, or a bit of both? [/sblock]

 

[Blackrat]

[sblock=OOC]

What kind of dragon is he? Color wise anyway, or does that matter in this campaign? What sort of relationship does Elizabeth have with her mother? Warm, strained, or a bit of both?

The color doesn't matter. There's only two kinds of dragons in this campaing. The big nasty firebreathing western medieval dragons, Thrallax is one of these (I guess in D&D terms red would be the closest). And compassionate friendly oriental dragons.
Ultimately I'll leave it up to you what their relations is like but I'd like to see them warm.[/sblock]

 

[kirinke]

Elizabeth grinned and spoke in the same language. "Don't worry, next time I write to her, I'll just blame you," she then spoke in english. "Mind if I raid the 'supply closet'? she asked, referring to the weapons room that all agents have access to when they are going on an official mission.