Nocturnum - Chapter I

[DrZombie]

Louis puts own his phone, slightly puzzled. He sighs, and then puts on his most charming smile as the waitress approaches his table for the second time.
"Sorry 'bout that, miss. No rest for the wicked, I guess. Could you get me a cup of coffee, please, and that apple pie looks mighty fine as well."

As she brings his order, he pays immediatly, leaving a large tip.

"Say, you couldn't tell me where to find the Paradise Theater, now would you?"

If she knows where it is :

He leans forward a bit, and lowers his voice:
"My client wishes to purchase it, but he's a bit funny in the head. Allways looking for places where someting weird has happened. What am I getting myself into this time?"

 

[ae1vart0n]

Tuesday, May 16 2006 - 1:30 PM

"Hello," greets Sarah. "I hope the incident at the hospital didn't upset you," she says, worry in her eyes.

"No not at all," Roger replies, enthusiastically. "This is proving to be quite an interesting case, although I will admit, I'm having trouble finding explanations for everything. It takes time though, and in some cases a little creativity if you know what I mean."

He paused for a moment. it was apparent she didn't know what he meant, or at least wasn't interested.

"So I was wondering, has anyone else shown an interest in this theater, other than the crowd I was in here with yesterday? I'm hoping someone might still be alive from when the theater was originally open, or might at least be able to shed some light on things we've ... observed. Maybe a competitor?"

 

[Majin]

Tuesday, May 16 2006 - 1:35 PM

~Louis~

The waitress smiles and gives Louis directions, the theater apparently only a few miles away. "I'm not sure how much luck your friend will have though. I've heard its already recently been funded enough to reopen. I've never heard of anything weird happening there either," she adds with a crooked smile.

~Roger~

"Hmm," Sarah mutters, thinking to herself. "Well we're hoping to get a good showing for the grand reopening tommorrow night. There is one person that I know of that's still around from when the place was first opened. His name is Frank Long," she says as she turns and gestures Roger to follow. Entering her makeshift office, she fetches a small card from a filebox and hands it to Roger. "Here's his address," she smiles as she heads back to the lobby, where she greets the rest of you, who've just recently arrived.

"Back to take another look around, or help out?" she asks no one in particular.

 

[Velmont]

"Back to take another look around, or help out?" she asks no one in particular.

Steven enter at that moment, followed by Dunstand. "Help? Well..." he take a quick look at Dunstand and whispers to him. "You take the picture, I'll help her." he tells with a grin, he turn back his attention to Sarah. "Yes... we are here to help."

 

[Toptomcat]

"Ichi! Ni! San! Yon! Go! Roku! Nana! Haichi! Kyū! Jū!"
Benjiro lowers his shinai, smiling broadly at the class.
"Good! You all seem to have achieved a better appreciation of the men cut in just this session. Now we'll apply it. Take a five minute break, and put on your bogu- we're sparring next."
A few students groan, a few grin, some just take it in stride: he notes the reaction of each as he begins putting on his sparring armor.
"Planning on giving me a few bruises, Sigmund?"
Sigmund Dunlevy is different from the teenagers and health-club types that are Benji's usual fare: an Ex-Marine with a huge frame, he takes the class to stay in trim. He knows what he's doing, too, and gives Benjiro a very good workout when the time comes to spar with him.

 

[Majin]

Tuesday, May 16 2006 - 1:40 PM

~The Paradise~

Sarah puts Steven to work carrying some of the larger pieces of scrap to the storeroom. She looks expectantly towards Dunstand and the others, possibly eyeing them up for chores if they don't get moving themselves.

 

[ae1vart0n]

Dodging Sarah's eye, the paranormal investigator moves into the theatre. It's obvious there's too much light for a blacklight to be valuable, so he pulls out his infared camera and starts looking around. At the ceiiing, at the screen, the balcony, the floor. He finds himself heading away from the lobby toward the far end of the theatre.

 

[Majin]

Tuesday, May 16 2006 - 1:40 PM

~Benjiro~

The last of Benjiro's students left the dojo as he was just finishing cleaning up. He watched Sigmund leave and walk across the street towards a large theater that appeared to be reopening soon and turn before continuing down the sidewalk. He was about to turn off the lights and leave as well when he heard what sounded like footsteps underneath him, then a faint "whirring" sound. Listening harder, Bejiro manages to track the sound to one corner of the room, seemingly coming from underground, beneath one of his tatami mats.

~Roger~

Roger's scans with his camera do not pick up anything unusual or out of the ordinary. Once at the back of the theater nothing else seems to be out of place from how it was the last time he was here. Though he feels slightly claustrophobic in the darkened area for reasons he cannot explain.

 

[Dhes]

"Yes... we are here to help."

”He’s the handy man, I’m just here to look pretty and take pretty pictures. Showing his camera as to indicate, sorry got my hand full, I would really like to help but see I’m holding this camera and stuff, so I can’t really do any manual labor.
”Talking about pretty pictures, could we put some of you in our report with the theater as back drop.”

 

[Velmont]

Steven takes another large piece. As he pass next to Sarah, he stops and look at her. "Is everythings going well? I know with what happen yestrday, it has slow down all, and I hope for you there won't be anything else like that..."