Mage: The Awakening PbP - Nemesis

Tokiwong said:
“I want to be called Cleopatra, is that okay? I mean you could call me Cleo for short right?” she asks.

"Cleopatra? Perfect," Harlequin says, giving a nod of approval.

Tokiwong said:
The clerk at the desk notices the duo and clears his throat, “Is there anything I could help you with, checking out sir?”

"Yes, thank you," Harlequin approaches the desk and slides the room key over to the clerk, "How much do I owe you? And can I get a receipt?"
 

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Shayuri said:
Then she's hurrying towards the stairs, up to the modest house on the second level...where her senses tell her someone and something await.
The door to her grandmother’s room is slightly ajar, well now a converted guest room. Someone is inside moving around in there. She distinctly heard a clamor of the windows slamming open, coming from the room…

Harlequin

The man takes the key and looks through his computer log, “Oh yes, Mr. Trask that will be ninety six dollars,” he says as he prepares the bill, “I hope your stay was comfortable.”

He slides the bill across the desk to Harlequin, “Is there anything else I can do for you?”
 

Harlequin removes the required sum of cash from his wallet and hands it to the desk attendant. He picks up the bill and looks over it, hoping the information he might want would be on it.

"Forgive my memory, sir," Hal apologises, "But were you on the desk when we checked in?"
 

“That is possible I am usually working here every day, or just about. My wife and I run this place, um is there a problem sir, or did something happen?” he says with concern.

The paperwork has information, information based on an alias that Harlequin has used on occasion in his Guardian work, a mask as it were.
 

If the man didn't remember them then there mustn't have been anything significantly odd in their behaviour. The fact that Harlequin had used an alias of his own also had implications.

"No, no, don't worry yourself. I was just curious. Thanks for your hospitality," Harlequin thanked the man on desk, then made his way out.

Once outside and clear of others Harlequin looked for anything that would point out their location. He also checked the receipt, curious as to what might have been ordered to the room and how long had been spent there.

"Cleo," he started, testing the name, "By the sound of it we were acting like ourselves. While that doesn't say as much as I'd like, the case could be that we were acting of our own volition but perhaps unaware that we'd forget the events, as we hadn't left ourselves any clues to retrace our steps. Well, none we've found yet. On the other hand, maybe the strings we danced on were being pulled by a truly formidable manipulator."
 

Festy_Dog said:
Once outside and clear of others Harlequin looked for anything that would point out their location. He also checked the receipt, curious as to what might have been ordered to the room and how long had been spent there.

"Cleo," he started, testing the name, "By the sound of it we were acting like ourselves. While that doesn't say as much as I'd like, the case could be that we were acting of our own volition but perhaps unaware that we'd forget the events, as we hadn't left ourselves any clues to retrace our steps. Well, none we've found yet. On the other hand, maybe the strings we danced on were being pulled by a truly formidable manipulator."
The receipt says that he checked in two days ago late at night, he was alone. Or at least the expected occupancy was one. This hotel is the one that was close to the bus station, Main Street is right around the corner, which means the Monkey’s Paw was probably within walking distance.

“Well that is strange, if we were acting like ourselves then why did we forget everything? Maybe you think, we should find Thessaly and Morrigan, and that British guy… what was his name? My car…” Cleopatra scans the parking lot, “right over there.”

She starts walking to a silver mustang convertible, “Care for a lift?”
 

"A lift? Many thanks."

Despite the Monkey's Paw being within walking distance Harlequin never missed an opportunity to avoid physical exertion.

"If I remember correctly I think it's Gawain, and I'll be eager to hear from him and the others if they noted anything amiss about us in the past couple of days," he said as he waited by the passenger side door.
 

Festy_Dog said:
"A lift? Many thanks."

Despite the Monkey's Paw being within walking distance Harlequin never missed an opportunity to avoid physical exertion.

"If I remember correctly I think it's Gawain, and I'll be eager to hear from him and the others if they noted anything amiss about us in the past couple of days," he said as he waited by the passenger side door.
She nods, "I agree."

The two arrive at the Monkey's Paw pretty quickly.
 

"Hello?" Thessaly says hesitantly...unsure who she's calling. Maybe even Winnie herself. "Is anyone up here?"

She carefully puts a hand to the door and starts to push it open, stepping into the bedroom with some trepidation.
 

Harlequin gets out of the car and looks at the Monkey's Paw.

"That's odd," he looks a little closer, "I see a customer but I don't see anyone at the desk."

Cautiously, Harlequin steps inside.
 

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