CB's Grim Frequencies IC -- COMPLETE

[CanadienneBacon]

OOC: Roll percentile dice, [MENTION=12430]gribble[/MENTION], and call whether high or low is good.

 

[gribble]

OOC: High is good: [roll0]

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Miller meandered back to the front foyer where an ashen-faced Jenks stood, waiting. "They all check out. Didn't see anything untoward." Jenks nodded. The pair of them left, Jenks oblivious to the fact that Miller had been grossly derelict in his duty to collect names from IDs for the report the pair would later need to write. The front door to the church opened and closed, letting in a blast of frigid arctic air.

OOC: Cops are gone. It's something like 3 am.

 

[KirayaTiDrekan]

Feral immediately goes to check on Marks and the girl.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Marks is sitting in the pastor's office in the northwest corner of the building. Esmeralda is spread across the stainless steel surgery table Marks installed in lieu of the pastor's desk. He looked up when Feral walked in. "She's dead. The acid burned holes through her organs, cauterizing as it went." Feral noticed Marks's hands were shaking, even if his voice was steady and low.

 

[KirayaTiDrekan]

"F*(&^!" Feral paced back and forth for a moment and then unloaded on Marks, "What the hell was that? What the hell is going on around here? I didn't sign up to be in a damn horror movie! Send me back to prison. At least there, things make sense!"

 

[gribble]

T-dawg follows Feral in the hunt for Marks. Once they find him, he seems visibly upset about Esmerelda's fate, and he stands mutely staring at her body while Feral confronts Marks.

 

[Shayuri]

Death Otter, tagging along, frowned and shook her head.

"Where's the other one? You guys were saying there were two, right?"

 

[Forged Fury]

...and scene, Cyril thought to himself as the cops left the building. "Am I good or what?" he asked, belatedly realizing that everyone had already left in search of Marks. "Criminals," he sighed, "no appreciation."

Gathering himself, he tried to track down his fellows, eventually getting to the pastor's office. At the sight of Esmerelda and all the dour faces, he could imagine what had happened. The former lawyer remained surprisingly quiet for a moment. "Gotta agree with Feral... what the f*&^ was that thing?"

 

[Shayuri]

Otter looks over at him. "Actually, I'd rather talk about you. Alien tentacle-thing is one thing...at least it's OBVIOUSLY a threat."

"What about you?"