Dark*Matter: Discovery, the Beginning

[iwatt]

Great, the only thing worse than a cop is a reporter. Looking down at the pixieish woman, an appreciative look enters Larry's eyes. Not bad, not bad at all. I like freckles. With a start, Larryr realizes that checking out women holding another one in his arms wasn't exactly the way to do things.

"I got here just before you did. I don't think anybody has called the cops yet." Relaxing slightly, he shrugs, or tries to at least, and adds "I have no idea who that is."

Pulling Janet's face upwards he looks down into her eyes and asks "Do you need anything? Do you want to sit down, or want a glass of water?"

 

[Falkus]

Shayuri
[sblock]As Meredith takes the pictures, she notes that one of the crates has been opened. She also sees, one the floor next to the dead body, a blood stained wallet with some money and ID cards scattered around it, as well as a handgun.
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industrygothica
[sblock]Next to the corpse, Nick sees a blood stained wallet with some money and ID cards scattered around it, as well as a handgun.[/sblock]

Janet clutches Larry, obviously frightened out of her wits. "I just, oh god. I need to sit down, oh god. Away from him."

After Meredith dials the police, she's put through to the emergancy dispatcher. "How may I help you?" a calm female voice answers.

 

[Shayuri]

Meredith takes a deep breath to steady herself. "I'm at the downtown public library, and there's a dead man in the conference room. He's been shot, I think, but I didn't hear a gunshot. A lot of the people here are really shook up. Please send someone to help?"

Her eyes flicked back to the crates. She wasn't enough of an idiot to actually touch or mess up the crime scene, but if she could get a better look...maybe get an idea of what was, or had been, in the crate...

 

[yestotom]

Cyrus, sitting on a toilet in the first floor restroom, hears a scream, followed by a commotion. Instinctivey, his hands feel for his concealed pistols. Having almost become an "inncent bystander" at a 4th of July shooting at Detroit's Hart Plaza, he nervously anticipates the worst. After a few moments, no one enters the restroom, so he buttons up and heads to the door. He hears people running, but no shots fired. He quickly washes his hands. He takes a deep breath, gathers his courage, and walks out of the restroom.

Realizing that any immediate danger has passed, his curiosity gets the better of his caution, and he wanders to the crowd gathering around the meeting room. As the room seems to quickly fill up, he stands outside the door, observing the others, and the area around him.

After seeing others trying to help, he slowly eases himself into the room. Like others, he gives way to some driving need to see what he heard was a dead body.


OOC - Sorry for the late post, I didn't realize we had started. Cyrus will be much more active here-on-out.

 

[iwatt]

Janet clutches Larry, obviously frightened out of her wits. "I just, oh god. I need to sit down, oh god. Away from him."

Taking the girl at her word, Larry guides Janet out towards the reference desk. As he helps her settle down, Larry can't help but feel a morbid curiosity to go check ou the corpse. In his concern, he'd barely even seen it. He couldn't help but feel a slight resentment for the missed oportunity. On the other hand, maybe she'll be grateful for her big strong man later.

Once she is seated, Larry hurries off to the water cooler and returns with a cold drink for Janet. "Honey, are you feeling better? Did you know the guy?"

 

[Friadoc]

With his brown, leather backpack slung over his left shoulder, leaving his right arm free to move, or reach his sidearm if needed, Cade easily looks over the gathered crowd as he takes in the scene laid out before him.

As his eyes pass over the protective man who is now holding the shaken up woman, Cade gives a simple nod and reassuring half-smile, obviously he is not intimidated, but he is not only understanding of the man's reaction, he approves of it.

OOC - Will save versus DC 17 Intimidate. (1d20+1=20)

oO Damn...Oo thinks Cader as his eyes pass over the slain man's form as he moves towards the back of the room to check the rear door. Upon hearing the reporter on the phone, talking to the police, Cade tells her in passing, "He wasn't shot, miss, he was cut open..." With a glance at the room, Cade gives it a once over, but also keeps from disturbing any evidence. "...so the perp, or perps, have gotta be covered in blood."

(Description)
Cade Black stands just over six feet in height, with a lean, muscled build that almost screams outdoorsman. His brown hair is short, but has some shag to it that leans him towards a ruggedly handsome look, however his blue-eyes are a bit more clinical, perhaps event slightly cold, to be considered much more than that, at the moment.

Currently he is wearing a knee length brown, leather coat, that covers a blue denim shirt that is tucked into a pair of blue jeans. Hidden upon a black leather belt around his waist is a concealed weapon holster with a silver S&W model 1076, as well as a spare clip. The tan hiking boots add to the country boy charm of Cade, which is capped off by the leather backpack hung over his shoulder.

 

[Falkus]

The other people at the library weren't reacting that well to the presence of a dead body, some of them running to the restrooms to throw up, with most of them just backing out of the room all together, looking pale.

"I'll dispatch a squad car immediately. In the meantime-" and then, abruptly, the call was cut off, disolving into static. A second later, Meredith's cellphone just simply stopped working.

The crate that had been opened seemed to contain what appeared to be Egyptian artifacts. An odd thing to be stored in a library, but a quick look at the shipping label cleared up the mystery. They were supposed to be shipped to a history museum two blocks away, but apparantly, the address had been miswritten, resulting in them being delivered here.

Once she is seated, Larry hurries off to the water cooler and returns with a cold drink for Janet. "Honey, are you feeling better? Did you know the guy?"

Janet took a few deep breaths, and then drank down the water. "Thank you," she said, gratefully. "No, I didn't know him, he just came in here about twenty minutes ago. He didn't seem to be looking for a book though. Oh god," she said, jumping to a conclusion. "Nobody left since then. Whoever killed him must still be here."

 

[industrygothica]

The crate that had been opened seemed to contain what appeared to be Egyptian artifacts. An odd thing to be stored in a library, but a quick look at the shipping label cleared up the mystery. They were supposed to be shipped to a history museum two blocks away, but apparantly, the address had been miswritten, resulting in them being delivered here.

Without touching anything, and attempting not to be blatantly obvious, Nick tries his best to see the nature of the items in the crates. I mean, dead bodies aren't something you run across every day, but Egyptian artifacts? To an archaeologist that's as good as candy to a baby--especially an archaeologist like Nick, who's current obsession was born in Egypt.

 

[iwatt]

"Nobody left since then. Whoever killed him must still be
here."

At this phrase, Larry stiiffens in aprehension. Damn. I should have brought the gun after all.

"Janet, he must have left already. I doubt he would have wanted to stick around after doing that." Although he was saying the words, Larry didn't quite believe them. Whatever sick bastard had gutted the guy in the room, there was no telling what he would do. I met some pretty sick puppies in Juvie. They don't usually play with a full deck.

Curiosity getting the better of him, Larry looks into janet's eyes and says, "I'll be right back. I think I dropped my keys when I saw the body."

Running back into the room, Larry walks up to Donovan. "Do you mind keeping Janet some company. She's still a bit shook up. I lost my keys and I have to find them."

Walking towards the reporter, he leans close and whispers. "Janet says the sicko might still be here. Do you have a camera? It might be a good idea to photograph the people here, so the cops can check them out."


OOC: Bluff DC -> [20,8] = (28) (d20 + Fast Talk Bonus + 7 )
Woot!!

Pulling out his phone, Larry will try to take pictures while pretending to talk in the phone with his mother.

 

[yestotom]

The crate that had been opened seemed to contain what appeared to be Egyptian artifacts. An odd thing to be stored in a library, but a quick look at the shipping label cleared up the mystery. They were supposed to be shipped to a history museum two blocks away, but apparantly, the address had been miswritten, resulting in them being delivered here.

Intrigued by the sight of artifacts in the opened box, Cyrus enters the room and works his way to the box to peer in...observing the dead body as he passes it, and not knowing which is more interesting. Cyrus looks in the box, then he looks at Nick, gives a quick "Hi", and then makes a closer observation of its contents.