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[Delta Green] Operas and Avatars: Convergence
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"Well, first, I'd like to get some clarification--am I being detained as a witness, or held as a suspect?" says Jacob. "If I'm being detained, what is it that I witnessed, and how is it connected with what you seem to say is your case? If I'm being held as a suspect, what am I being charged with?"
He glances at "Tubbs's" hand. "Also, if you want my ID, it's in my wallet. Which is in my room. Which I'm not going into right now, especially not unarmed."
He glances at "Tubbs's" hand. "Also, if you want my ID, it's in my wallet. Which is in my room. Which I'm not going into right now, especially not unarmed."
Maerdwyn
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"If you can clear that up the ID and gun license when we eventually get into your room, there's no issue - wish you'd just dropped the gun and said so in the first place, though." Solomon keeps the gun pointed away from Rook, but keeps it out, given what else is around, even if thinking he can shoot it is being irrational. "As to what you may be a witness to, that's what I'm asking you - do you know what the hell just happened here? Or that it's connected with something else? What are you talking about: 'changing people'?"
Jacob takes a deep breath. "Well, you've failed to clear up just what's going on here, and my lawyers would probably advise to keep my mouth shut, but they're not here right now, and we seem to have gone through the looking glass, and then fallen down the rabbit hole while we're at it, so what the hell." He looks side to side. "I don't know for sure that something's changing people, but it is changing dogs, and people seem like the logical next step..." He blinks. "I should explain that. I was told by a source that a local woman's dog had been horribly mutilated, its leg missing and replaced with something--else, its eyes gouged out and skin grown over them. I went to see the local woman. She wasn't home. At all. But the dog leg and one of the eyes was. As a sort of--makeshift creature. Like someone decided to play Frankenstein on a budget. I grabbed the dog leg and took it with me, then checked in here, and then--I think it was you guys, something you did, because I get the impression that it could have escaped at any time but something set it off..." He takes another deep breath. "It--exploded, near as I can tell. The dog leg was being used as some sort of--vehicle by something that's presently crawling around my room." He looks at the FBI officer pointedly. "Now, I don't know for sure that whatever is doing this is changing people, but seeing as... Janice something-or-other wasn't home, but Fido was, I had a hunch that whatever put it together had decided to move up the food chain. And when you guys showed up, and whatever you did seemed to set it off--well, I dislike really big coincidences. I got the impression that whatever you're doing ties into whatever created Fido, and seeing as I doubt the MIB gives a damn about missing pets, it made me think that you might have turned up--a human version somewhere." Jacob pales slightly. "Have you? Turned up a human that's been--mutilated, and--put back together--wrong?"
Maerdwyn
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Solomon isn't talking about that, especially not to a reporter. He looks at Rook doubtfully with What the hell is this guy talking about expression. "No - Andrews and I didn't turn up anything like that here," he says truthfully, "And I go no idea what the hell just happened in that room," he finishes, just as truthfully. He pauses for a moment, considering. "What are your plans now, Mr. Rook?" As he speaks, he scans around the parking lot and the rooms for the cleaning staff's supplies closet, to see if the door is ajar, as it is in so many other cheap motels. Bleach. Bleach is what Andrews used the last time...
"Make sure whatever it is that was in the dog leg gets dead, and then write an article with half the facts and all the names left out, while hinting at a dark and hideous conspiracy," answers Jacob. "Nothing's turned up, eh? Well, damn. Just me going off on one of my paranoid tangents again. Because, you know, like I've been saying, if any humans have turned up like that, right now would be a good time to check on them, because I think whatever's running this freak show decided to pull up stakes..." He blinks. "And--are you sure that you didn't find anything that may have set things off? You didn't open a door, and then--things started to happen?"
Maerdwyn
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ooc: arrg - post was eaten.
Solomon says, maybe a little wryly, "Didn't say we didn't find anything, Mr. Rook. Just no bodies with pieces in the wrong places. You walk past that room, you'll smell the body we did find that got us all riled up. But as to what set off whatever it was that happened, I got no idea. Maybe it was some sort of booby trap left for whoever found that body, maybe it was... something else. You say you think it's connected to whatever it was in your room; I'm not yaing that, yet. But we'll find out. Right ow my partner and I are going to make sure the girl in there is all right, and then we're going to get her someplace safe - I suggest you get someplace like that, too - and then we're gong to make sure that there's nothing running around in either of those rooms that shouldn't be."
Solomon says, maybe a little wryly, "Didn't say we didn't find anything, Mr. Rook. Just no bodies with pieces in the wrong places. You walk past that room, you'll smell the body we did find that got us all riled up. But as to what set off whatever it was that happened, I got no idea. Maybe it was some sort of booby trap left for whoever found that body, maybe it was... something else. You say you think it's connected to whatever it was in your room; I'm not yaing that, yet. But we'll find out. Right ow my partner and I are going to make sure the girl in there is all right, and then we're going to get her someplace safe - I suggest you get someplace like that, too - and then we're gong to make sure that there's nothing running around in either of those rooms that shouldn't be."
Jacob nods. "Right... right... Well, there's one in my room, and possibly another one in that one..." He gestures at Room #4. "So, I'd say the best bet would be for all of us to go to..." He glances around, then stops. "The office." He nods. "How about you get the girl, then we all go to office, where it's bright, and there are more people? That sound good? I think it sounds good. Strength in If there are--whatevers crawling around, I want to be as many alternate targets around me as I can get..."
He blinks. "Umm--wait--there's a body? A dead body?" He frowns. "What--how'd he go?"
He blinks. "Umm--wait--there's a body? A dead body?" He frowns. "What--how'd he go?"
Maerdwyn
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Solomon thinks, Alternate targets. Nice. Real humanitarian, this guy. Who is he again exactly? "Frankly, sir, I'd go wait in your car if you have one - I know we'll be putting the young lady in our car as soon as she's able to go before we take her home, if that's what she wants. We'll bring your stuff out to you as soon as we clear the room, and if I come out of there with more than just my hand looking like this, you'll be able to get out of here quickly without worrying about being anything's alternate target. Right now, I'm going to go see how they're doing in there to get things moving. Then I'm going to the office to tell that kid his shift just ended."
