[d20 Cthulhu] What Rough Beast... (Part I)

Alex looks at Randy with open disgust as he leaves. "You call yourself a servant of the law? Cripes..." He takes the gun so that Ted doesn't bum rush it, keeping it aimed at Ted. "I'm not going to threaten you, Ted. I'm not a big believer in violence. But I'll ask you this - Is there anything you want to tell us?"
 

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Randy Morrison

Randy looks over at Alex. “Do you really think he is going to tell me anything? If I even so much as touch him then he can cry brutality and that is it, there is nothing I can do until it has been sorted out. We need information from him, before the cops arrive, after they get here then we will learn nothing, I have no jurisdiction here and they would not have to tell me anything. His friend killed a cop for god’s sake. Do you really think they are going to let anyone have a piece of him? No. They are going to lock him the the deepest darkest hole they can find with the meanest psycho they can find.

The reason I have to leave the room is because If I am here and I do not stop you then I failed to hinder the harassment of a witness. I leave the gun so you can keep him covered. Any other questions?”

Randy raises an eyebrow at Alex.
 

Alex sighs. "You're right... I guess I'm being too idealistic." He turns back to Ted. "Ted, you're going to answer our questions or we're going to rip out more of your face. Won't be too hard to bluff that off... Lord knows most of it's already gone. Ted, who are the i Society? What are you about? And what does Alan have to do with you?"

[Sudden hunch. Is his voice familiar? Say, from a phone call?]
 

Alex, his voice does not sound familiar at all.

Ted looks at the exchange between Alex and Randy with amusement.

"I have nothing to hide from you," says Ted. "There is little that I could tell you that you would understand. Now that is the real problem." Ted shakes his head, his hands still shackled behind him.

"The i Society? A club. That's all. An after-school group of math heads and big brains. I believe you know - err, I mean knew our former leader - Professor Alan Pickman." Ted stares at Alex for a moment and then smirks.

"You don't even know who we are, do you? What we want? You just... stumbled onto this. How... criminally obtuse you all are. That's fine." Ted smiles broadly once more. "That's fine. All will be explained shortly. Not just to you, but the world." Ted nods, a completely serious look on his face.
 
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Ted turns to Alex, his eyes intent upon him.

"Because it is my third eye, you see. Or 'i'. Whichever you prefer. The Hindus believe in it. Vishnu himself bears a third eye. It also stands for imaginary, as in imaginary numbers. The most powerful of complex numbers, you might say." He blinks twice, slowly.

"Did you not take math class in school, you sad little philistine?"
 
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"What were you guys taking from the study? What the heck did that Tommy guy do that made him vanish? What was with the shifting geometry? Who is the King and who is the Queen?"
 

Alex continues his questioning of a rather open Ted.

"What were you guys taking from the study?"

Ted stares at Alex silently for a moment, and then licks his lips.

"We came for the words of the Scarlet King. And they were right where he said they would be. Do not worry, whomever you are. Only good will come of this."

"What the heck did that Tommy guy do that made him vanish? What was with the shifting geometry?" Alex nods over to the corner.

The corner of Ted's mouth quirks in a smile. "You mean Bobby." He looks around, wide eyed. "Vanished, you say? Perhaps he fell into a vertice of sorts. They're all around you know. So is 'geometry', as you call it. As if you have the slightest grasp of geometry. Oh... I'm sure you have a Bellsian understanding of simple three dimensional structures. But can you understand a fourth or fifth dimension? Hmmm? What happens when you remove the second dimension of a fractal...? Do you know what happens then?"

In the distance, the sound of sirens can be heard. Ted quiets down, and sniffs. Sort of sadly.

"Who is the King and who is the Queen?" Alex asks.

Ted looks even sadder for a moment. He looks up at you, his eyes full with tears.

"Alan, of course. Alan is the Scarlet King, and as his wife Julia is the Queen. But he's dead now, gone to the great Null before we could do anything." He slowly lowers his head. "You don't understand. This is like tutoring a 3rd grader in quantum physics."
 

Randy Morrison

Randy will head upstairs to the safe room to find Julia.

"Julia it is ok to come out now. They are gone, except for the one we were able to detain. He has said that you are the Queen. What does he mea by that, and do you think you could go talk to Alex. He is asking the prisoner questions, and I think you would be able to assit in that."
 

Alex, strangely, seems to be very interested in this Ted character. He's insane and murderous, yes - But there's something in there. Something very intriguing. Maybe even something worth doing a painting of.

"What if I could bring you someone who you could explain this all to? I'm not much for math, I admit that freely... But my nephew is on the way, and he's very talented at mathematics, though probably not as much as you. Would you mind if he visted you in jail, talked? You could explain what's going on more effectively. I hope you'll understand that I have a great deal of curiosity for what could motivate you to break in to Julia's house and try and kill us."

"Or succeed." He glances over at Sam momentarily.
 

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