Dark*Matter: Discovery, The First Mission

[Friadoc]

While Cade puts together his kit, which consists of various pieces of computer equipment such as a laptop, cameras and microphones, he also chooses this moment to remove his sidearm, concealed holster and all, and slide it into an inner, zipper compartment of the laptop case.

"I doubt I'll need it," says Cade. "But, "Be Prepared", as the ol' motto goes."

In a hushed tone, Cade does add, "Anyway, on the scientology stuff, I only mentioned it because the schism between the new and old order were talks of assassination by the new groups leader and his, their, belief in gaining psychic powers." With a shrug he says, "Just an odd coinincidences, I'd say."

 

[kinem]

Diego takes a careful look at the cameras and other equipment. He doesn't like just having to carry stuff while the others do the talking, but can't deny that he looks the part and has no special skills to recommend him for the other tasks.

"Psychic powers, eh? Scientology may be fake, but given what we know, my money says there's some real stuff involved somehow."

 

[Shayuri]

Meredith squints through her glasses out the van's side window and says unnecessarily quietly, "Hey...get a load of the CIA-mobile over there. Looks like we're not the only ones interested in this. You figure it's the government, or one of the Scientologists?"

 

[iwatt]

"It could just as easily be the Institute keeping an eye on their greenest recruits." Turining to his companions, Larry helps them with concealing their weapons. When he closes on Diego he whispers something softly so that only he can hear.



[sblock=Diego] "Keep an eye on the van. You'll be the only one of us free to move around the house once we start the interviews, so you should be in charge of security. Don't ask me why, but I have a bad feeling about this. We know there are mummy-raising bad guys out there, who knows what they'd might want with a little psychic girl."[/sblock]

 

[kinem]

Diego nods.

 

[industrygothica]

Nick walks up to the door and knocks.

 

[Falkus]

A middle aged man with black hair and a plaid shirt answered the door. "You better not be another one of those goddamn reporters or Scientologists," he snarls at Nick.

"No dear," a woman said, coming up behind him. A bit shorter than the man, with blonde hair and green eyes. "It's the people from the Hoffmann Institute, remember, we talked about it. You are from the Hoffmann Institute, right?" she said, turning to face Nick.

 

[industrygothica]

"Yes ma'am, I am," Nick replies. "Dr. Nick Wells," he adds, figuring the Dr. will make him sound more credible, and it wasn't even a lie. He offers his hand to the father, and then to the mother.

"Our team would like to speak with you and your daughter if you don't mind."

 

[Shayuri]

"Hi," Meredith says warmly, coming up behind Nick and offering her hand. "I'm Meredith Rosenburg. I'm from the Hoffman Institute as well. I just want to thank you both for giving us this chance to talk to Carol, and hopefully put to rest these destructive rumors that are causing you so much trouble."

She gestures to the others. "This is our technical crew. We'll be setting up some cameras and mics, as well as some other monitoring equipment, with your permission."

 

[Falkus]

John and Wilna opened up the door to allow the team access to the living room, and they both shook Nick and Meredith's hand. John still didn't seem to be overly enamored with you, but he wasn't shouting anymore either.

"This has been a bit of a nightmare," Wilna agrees. "I just hope you can put an end to it. We've had to keep Carol out of school for the last week because of it."

"Where do you want to set up your equipment?" John asks, still looking a bit suspicious.

industry
[sblock]On the wall of living room, among the various photos, artwork and wall lamps, you notice a stylized compass and framing square.[/sblock]