[Delta Green] Operas and Avatars: Convergence

[Gomez]

Derringer says. "I will see what I can find out about Mr. Rook. It's going to take a little bit though. I will get back with you. Keep a eye on this guy. Make sure he doesn't leak any information to the press."

 

[Maerdwyn]

Solomon heads out of the motel room, and down tot he car where Rook is waiting. He hands the man his wallet and whatever other belongings Andrews recovered. "Mr. Rook, here are your things. We didn't find anything alive in the room - just the... dog parts...can you run me through exactly what happened with your dog?" His tone is genuinely intrested and possible somewhat puzzled, but not accusatory.

 

[taitzu52]

As a note, Anrews would have either pocketed Rooks cel phone or left it in the room.

 

[Rhialto]

Solomon heads out of the motel room, and down tot he car where Rook is waiting. He hands the man his wallet and whatever other belongings Andrews recovered. "Mr. Rook, here are your things. We didn't find anything alive in the room - just the... dog parts...can you run me through exactly what happened with your dog?" His tone is genuinely intrested and possible somewhat puzzled, but not accusatory.

"Once again, am I a witness, or a suspect?" asks Jacob. "I cannot answer anything until I'm certain of my status." He glances at the agent. "Tell me, Agent Brown, are you aware that it's illegal for an FBI agent to misrepresent personal business as an FBI investigation?" He smiles slightly. "I'm just checking."

 

[Maerdwyn]

Solomon sighs. "You are not a suspect in the John Doe's death. You are a potential witness depending on what you saw heard or smelled. We're waiting to hear back on your gun, but you, at least, know how that will come back to us, so if you've go no concerns on that, you can safely assume we won't either. I'm half wondering about cruelty to animals, but I assume you've got some sort of explanation besides that - like I said, right now, I'd just like to hear about your dog."

 

[Rhialto]

Jacob shrugs. "Something ate my dog, and scurried under the bed." He spreads his hands. "Ta-da."

 

[Maerdwyn]

"How could something that was big enough to eat your dog scurry under the bed?"

 

[Rhialto]

"I know, mysterious, ain't it? But I didn't get a good look at it, so I have nothing to say on the matter." He shrugs. "And that is my official statement. Anything else would be speculation on my part, completely unwarranted, and utterly inadmissable in a court of law." He grins at Brown. "And seeing as you wish to conduct this all at an official level, that's all I can give you. If you change your mind about that, let me know."

 

[Maerdwyn]

"Right. Well, I wasn't thinking that the death of your dog was a matter that needed to go court, but, be that as it may, if you;ve got nothing to add, then you've got nothing to add. For what it's worth, I'm sorry you lost your dog. What was his name?"

Gomez: [sblock] Sense Motive +10[/sblock]

 

[Rhialto]

"He was a stray I picked up recently--I hadn't named him yet," answers Jacob calmly. "Tell me, Mr. Brown--are you under the impression that I'm an idiot?"