Anabstercorian
First Post
"Cripes." Alex sighs, eating more ice cream. "Now we've got space holes in desks? I'm not built for this... I'm a painter, not a physicist." He looks over at Kristof. "What's your major, anyway? What's this sound like to you?"
Alex wonders to himself. This really isn't something he wants to get involved in, but it looks like he doesn't have a choice - After all, someone has to do something about it.
Alex gets up and goes to the phone. "Should I call 911? I mean, this is probably the sort of thing we should document. Get the police down here, take some photos, that sort of thing. I can probably bluff em' in to thinking we've been robbed. That way we'll get a good investigator here."
[If no one has any objections, I make the call and tell the police to send a car because we've been robbed, or whatever I think will get one or two policemen down here. Bluff and Diplomacy checks +5.]
Alex wonders to himself. This really isn't something he wants to get involved in, but it looks like he doesn't have a choice - After all, someone has to do something about it.
Alex gets up and goes to the phone. "Should I call 911? I mean, this is probably the sort of thing we should document. Get the police down here, take some photos, that sort of thing. I can probably bluff em' in to thinking we've been robbed. That way we'll get a good investigator here."
[If no one has any objections, I make the call and tell the police to send a car because we've been robbed, or whatever I think will get one or two policemen down here. Bluff and Diplomacy checks +5.]