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<blockquote data-quote="The Crimster" data-source="post: 165289" data-attributes="member: 2511">Julia and Sam head off to the kitchen to find some bug spray.&nbsp; Sam stays near the kitchen door, keeping an eye on both Julia and the rest of the group.The phone rings once more, and then Alex gets up to answer it.&nbsp; He looks back at Randy. &quot;Stay calm.&nbsp; Just calm down.&quot;&nbsp; He goes to the phone and picks it up.&nbsp; &quot;Hello?&nbsp; Pickman residence.&quot; Silence... except for a faint, clicking sound.&nbsp; Very much like crickets.Alex: &quot;Hello?&nbsp; Who is this?&quot;&nbsp; More clicking.&nbsp; &quot;This is Alex Higgens.&nbsp; Are you looking for anyone?&quot;Alex hears a deep but slightly strained voice.&nbsp; Almost as if the speaker is carrying some ponderous weight.&nbsp; Voice:&nbsp; &quot;Did you like what you found...?&quot;Alex: &quot;Who are you?&nbsp; And what do you think we found?&quot; This does not sound like Alister.&nbsp; This voice is much more confident.Voice (threatening tone): &quot;You better leave the Queen alone, my friend.&quot; Alex: &quot;Queen bee?&nbsp; Now this is getting interesting.&nbsp; What if we don't?&quot;Voice: &quot;The King is dead, long live the new King.&nbsp; Do you know where it is?&nbsp; Do you??&quot;Alex: &quot;Look, quit your ranting and be rational for a second.&nbsp; You're involved in those crazy death bees somehow, right?&quot;&nbsp; There is a moment where all Alex can hear is deep breathing.&nbsp; Then, when the voice speaks - he seems calmer.&nbsp; More rational.Voice: &quot;We are seeking something of the King's.&nbsp; If you have it, it would be best for you to... give it to us.&quot;Alex: &quot;The King's...&nbsp; Alan?!?&quot;&nbsp; Alex is silent for a second, holding his forehead, looking stunned and confused.&nbsp; &quot;What...&nbsp; what do you want?&quot;Voice: &quot;Yesss...&quot; The voice is almost a hiss.&nbsp; &quot;Alan.&nbsp; The Scarlet King.&quot;&nbsp; In the background, Alex hears an odd sound of stone grinding on stone.Alex: Alex hesitates a moment before gritting his teeth and plunging on. &quot;I don't care about what he was, he's dead now.&nbsp; What is it that you want?&quot;Voice: There is a brief pause.&nbsp; &quot;You don't know.&quot; Another pause.&nbsp; &quot;Leave well enough alone, who ever you are.&nbsp; Alan is dead, and doesn't that make us sad? Him most of all, of course, because he's the God Killer.&nbsp; If whatever you found in the drawer hurt you my friend, I'm mostly sorry! &lt;high pitched giggle&gt; But keep your nose out of places it doesn't belong!&quot; The last part is almost a yell, then it ends with a click.Alex turns to Julia, whom he can barely make out in the kitchen as she searches for bug spray.&nbsp; “Julia, do you have caller ID?”&nbsp; She nods. “On the base of the phone, Alex!”&nbsp; Kristof looks at the number, and says aloud, “310-744-9599”&nbsp; He looks up at the rest of the group and pushes his eyeglasses up with his index finger.&nbsp; “That’s the university prefix.&nbsp; 744.”Alex leans against the wall and begins rubbing his temples, his eyes closed tight. &quot;Alan, why did you have to be so @$%#ed up...&quot;&nbsp; He sighs and grabs the phone again and looks at Sam.&nbsp; &quot;Take care of those bees.&nbsp; Something seriously, seriously weird it up.&quot;&nbsp; He calls the ID number.&nbsp; It only rings, and no one answers.Sam and Julia leave the kitchen and head to the study.&nbsp; Julia has exactly what you need – high grade pesticide (“We actually had a problem with bees once – but not that… kind.”).OOC: The preceding phone conversation is assuming that Alex quietly informs the rest of the group of what was said.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="The Crimster, post: 165289, member: 2511"] Julia and Sam head off to the kitchen to find some bug spray. Sam stays near the kitchen door, keeping an eye on both Julia and the rest of the group. The phone rings once more, and then Alex gets up to answer it. He looks back at Randy. "Stay calm. Just calm down." He goes to the phone and picks it up. "Hello? Pickman residence." Silence... except for a faint, clicking sound. Very much like crickets. [color=white][b]Alex:[/b][/color] "Hello? Who is this?" More clicking. "This is Alex Higgens. Are you looking for anyone?" Alex hears a deep but slightly strained voice. Almost as if the speaker is carrying some ponderous weight. [color=red][b]Voice:[/b][/color] "Did you like what you found...?" [color=white][b]Alex:[/b][/color] "Who are you? And what do you think we found?" [I]This does not sound like Alister. This voice is much more confident.[/I] [color=red][b]Voice[/b][/color] (threatening tone): "You better leave the [I]Queen[/I] alone, my friend." [color=white][b]Alex:[/b][/color] "Queen bee? Now this is getting interesting. What if we don't?" [color=red][b]Voice:[/b][/color] "The [I]King[/I] is dead, long live the new [I]King[/I]. Do you know where [b]it[/b] is? Do [b]you[/b]??" [color=white][b]Alex:[/b][/color] "Look, quit your ranting and be rational for a second. You're involved in those crazy death bees somehow, right?" There is a moment where all Alex can hear is deep breathing. Then, when the voice speaks - he seems calmer. More rational. [color=red][b]Voice:[/b][/color] "We are seeking something of the King's. If you have it, it would be best for you to... give it to us." [color=white][b]Alex:[/b][/color] "The King's... [b]Alan[/b]?!?" Alex is silent for a second, holding his forehead, looking stunned and confused. "What... what do you want?" [color=red][b]Voice:[/b][/color] "Yesss..." The voice is almost a hiss. "Alan. The Scarlet King." In the background, Alex hears an odd sound of stone grinding on stone. [color=white][b]Alex:[/b][/color] Alex hesitates a moment before gritting his teeth and plunging on. "I don't care about what he was, he's dead now. What is it that you want?" [color=red][b]Voice:[/b][/color] There is a brief pause. "You don't know." Another pause. "Leave well enough alone, who ever you are. Alan is dead, and doesn't that make us sad? Him most of all, of course, because he's the God Killer. If whatever you found in the drawer hurt you my friend, I'm mostly sorry! <high pitched giggle> [i]But keep your nose out of places it doesn't belong![/i]" The last part is almost a yell, then it ends with a click. Alex turns to Julia, whom he can barely make out in the kitchen as she searches for bug spray. “Julia, do you have caller ID?” She nods. “On the base of the phone, Alex!” Kristof looks at the number, and says aloud, “310-744-9599” He looks up at the rest of the group and pushes his eyeglasses up with his index finger. “That’s the university prefix. 744.” Alex leans against the wall and begins rubbing his temples, his eyes closed tight. "Alan, why did you have to be so @$%#ed up..." He sighs and grabs the phone again and looks at Sam. "Take care of those bees. Something seriously, seriously weird it up." He calls the ID number. It only rings, and no one answers. Sam and Julia leave the kitchen and head to the study. Julia has exactly what you need – high grade pesticide (“We actually had a problem with bees once – but not that… kind.”). [color=red]OOC: The preceding phone conversation is assuming that Alex quietly informs the rest of the group of what was said.[/color] [/QUOTE]

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