[CoC] Nocturnum -- Part I - Chapter 1 Snowflake Valey [Completed]

[Argent Silvermage]

Ray stands at the door banging and demanding to be let back in. You have no right to do that. I'm a member of the press. Once thias storm is over I'll have the media down here so fast your ass will feel like it's had my foot up it! And just wait till i contact the Native Americal civil liberties people! Ray storms off toward the Hummer.

 

[The Forsaken One]

Evening of Arrival--Day 0

Dumont gives one quick glance at the door and cracks a smile.

Heh, some people. They just don't know when you are doing them a favor.

 

[Shapermc]

Ross grabs Ray's arm and pulls him back towards the vehicle.

Common. He is not compitent enough to help us anyways. Let's just come back tommorrow 'dude'. The Sherrif will most likely want to see what you have on your tape. Now which direction was the hotel in. . . "

 

[Shapermc]

Hummm. . . .

OOC: We have only had 2 people responding to the posts for a while, should we slow down or is this about average?

 

[Jemal]

OOC: damnit, You guys started doing all the mondo huge posting about an hour after I went to bed!
Anyways, I'm here now and ready to post. As to wether that's normal, remember that most of us are in North America, and you guys were posting during the early morning/afternoon for most parts of N.A.

IC:

Jason didn't go into the sherrifs office, where he would feel uncomfortable, so he stayed outside and looked around until Ray and Ross emerged, ray carrying his camera and both obviously pissed about something.

"Another dick-headed country hick? Man why're all the cops out in the boonies so f***'d up?" He "hmmf"s and walks back to the vehicle with them.
"So, what're we doing now? They gonna send a search party out for the Native guy?"

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Nah! The Boned ranger in there seems it's fine to leave the man out in this storm. He suggested we go the local hotel and get in touch with the sheriff in the morning. Ray spits at the door to the sheriff's office. Makes me want to kick the door down and demand the sheriff talk to me.

 

[Shapermc]

OOC: Nahhh I live in New Orleans so I am in N.A. too

"Yea, well . . . We'll get all our answers tomorrow. Like I said I think that the Sherrif will be interested in that tape of yours. Is there any way to make a copy of that tape, in case someone decides to destroy it?" Ross asked. Ross tries to contact Thomas again in chicago (If he does contact him he is interested in finding out if Thomas can get info and/or a phone # of who we could call if the sherrif wont help us with the old indian in the area.)

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Tape? I don't use tape. i'm a digital person Ray gets into the car. I'll have this downloaded to my laptop asap.

 

[Shapermc]

Ross slaps his forhead like a fool. "Damn Digital age. . . " then follows Ray in to the vehicle.

 

[Kamard]

"Digital age? Eh?"

Doc seems confused. He knows the sherriff wasn't very helpful, but hes just going to follow the rest of the group in silence.

Apparently its ok to hit people in the dark at night, and ok to be prejudiced and bigoted, and to make the press leave your sherriff's office.

Shrugging, Doc simply goes with the rest of the group in silence. He's already decided he doesn't much care for this town.