Nocturnum - Chapter I

[hippocrachus]

Gabriel didn't have any intention of hanging out with highschool and college students after just coming from work, so he headed into the theater behind Roger. The man seemed to have a good head on his shoulders.
"An art student volunteering here fell from some scaffolding while working very recently. She reported the place was haunted," Gabriel said to the man's back, making conversation the man might be interested in.

 

[Dhes]

”Hunted? Maybe just with bad taste.” setting his camera for the lighting, ”So can we just look around or do we need to wait for the hot chick to show us around?”

 

[ae1vart0n]

One of them had done their homework, but it seemed more like something he read out of a book than a rumor. That was a double edged sword. The more rumors, the more Roger needed to disprove, but the fewer rumors, the less he could say to back up his assessment that the place wasn't haunted.

"Thanks, um... Gabriel was it? That would make for a good story. People tend to believe whatever an incapacitated person says."

Roger stopped and faced Gabriel, hoping he might know more.

"Do you know what she said the nature of the haunting was?"

[sblock]Assuming Roger knows Gabriel's name from the introductions. Let me know if he doesn't and I'll fix it.[/sblock]

 

[hippocrachus]

"Oh, sorry. Gabriel, yeah..." the young professor stumbled over a formal introduction and offered a handshake. "Roger, right? Roger, Roger."
Gabriel gave the woman working on the scaffolding a significant look and looked around for anybody else that might be working in the shadows of the theater.
"I don't wanna sound like an expert on the place, I just heard about it today from a friend, but apparently it wasn't the first report of a haunting. One of the janitors working here back when the original owner was still breathing said he heard some things. I don't know what the girl said about the haunting; she's in the psych-ward in Johns Hopkins, and her parents aren't saying much to the media. Not that I blame them." Gabriel couldn't stand the media. Be it radio, television, or newspapers, Gabriel would rather read a book.

 

[ae1vart0n]

"Roger Evans actually," the "Roger, Roger" joke had gotten old years ago.

Roger took out a notepad from his briefcase, sat down in one of the seats and jotted down a note in pencil:

Witness, Type, Nature
Art Student, Unknown, Unknown
Janitor, Auditory, Unknown

"So I guess we ought to talk to some of the employees here. I'd rather get Sara's permission to do so first though."

He remembered past experiences, one in particular at a restaurant. The manager did not appreciate the questioning of waiters when they were working, and Roger had been asked to leave before he got paid. The theatre could be similar. They were working on a deadline after all, and by the feel of the seat they had a ways to go.

 

[Velmont]

"I suppose we can take a look around. Anyway, the others who have entered at the same time as me are doing the same." Steven stands up and look around. "What do we look for? Oh, have you brought your digital camera. I think if we could place a few pictures in the work, it will look good, not even counting teh place it take, that will do a bit less to write down."

 

[Insight]

Vincent's curiosity was baited. "Umm... what are you guys talking about?

 

[ae1vart0n]

Realizing Sara wasn't coming back anytime soon, he decided to look around a bit more. She fell huh. Where would she have fallen from?

"Maybe that girl heard something and it made her fall? I got some recording equipment in my car, if we can figure out where she fell from we could set up a microphone. Better than just standing around here."

Roger walked back toward the lobby, toward his car to get his bag of equipment. He had planned to have a long conversation with Sara first, to learn about this place, but things hadn't worked out. Consequently, he had left his equipment in his station wagon.

 

[hippocrachus]

Gabriel cocked an eyebrow at the man he had just met.
"Uh, listen, buddy, I'm just here to check out the architecture. My co-worker said the place was rumored to be haunted and I thought it sounded interesting..." he said, a little confused by Roger's sudden commandeering of Gabriel's time. Investigating a haunting sounded interesting, but there were too many nut-jobs out there doing it for Gabriel to write this guy off as sane.
"Have fun with that," Gabriel said, clicking his gums and shooting Roger the "Gun."

 

[ae1vart0n]

Somewhat dissappointed at Gabriels lack of interest, Roger stopped to address Vincent before continuing to his car:

"I'm going to try to figure out why this girl thinks this place is haunted. I have some recording equipment in my van. If you're interested, it would be helpful to figure out where she fell from. If not that's fine too, but I'm getting paid so forgive me for not waiting around."

Looking back at Gabriel. "I've got many different types of recording equipment, including an infared camera, a film camera with various lenses and a tripod. If you could use anything let me know."

With that Roger continued toward his car.