Project Black Dagger - MISSION: SIREN'S CALL

[Viking Bastard]

Without ever taking his eyes of Kudos's weaponry, Quincy accepts the contract back.

"Well... tall... dark hair... eh... he was wearing a black leather overcoat... black boots and trousers... everything was rather dark or black about him... except... except he was wearing a white shirt... I think... yes... and one more thing, he was wearing, like, shaded goggles, y'know, like the ones pod racers wear."

 

[Festy_Dog]

Fealnne's rifle is leant against the shoulder of his chair.

"So, he stinks of rotten meat and he dresses in black. Well my guesses so far are a disturbed and unheigenic butcher or some kind of mad scientist," he says not-so-seriously, "Mind if I take a look at the contract?"

Fealnne looks over as much details as possible contained within the document.

"Hopefully something else contained here could give us a small clue," he says optimistically.

 

[Viking Bastard]

I've been struck by the flu (had to happend sooner or later, it was my turn), so I probably won't be very active in the next couple of days. Just trying to think straight gives me migraines.

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"Eh, no. You misunderstand. Dr. Magnus smelled of something rotten. It was the man that came earlier that was clad in black."

 

[Festy_Dog]

"Oh, my apologies for getting the two confused then," he says, suddenly realising where he had gone wrong.

"Well my suggestion is that we go check out the podrace circuit for someone dressed in black, that may help," Fealnne suggests.

 

[Xael]

"Well, I can't come up with anything else so why not?"

 

[Keia]

Keldor pulls his shaded goggles and looks at them, "Harrumpf," is the only comment to the outside. On the inside, Keldor's mind is racing. Blasting suspect has stolen my fashion sense - black outfit with shaded goggles. Of course, these are custom fitted polarizing, shatter resistant welding goggles, but the uninformed wouldn't know the difference. Next thing you know, he'll be smoking a cigar, too.

Keldor puts the band of the goggles back over his head and returns the goggles to the top of his forehead. "Harrumpf," and a long pull of his ale.

 

[Timothy]

Kudos looks up by the word Pod Circuit, and says

"Yeah, we should gamb...eehr...research the pod circuit"

 

[Festy_Dog]

"Well, that said we should get going. Thank you very much for your hospitality and cooperation Mr. Quincy, it seems you've given us a nice lead," Fealnne says.

He gets up and slings his rifle back over his sholder.

"I believe we have work to do people, lets depart," he says to his team mates.

 

[Keia]

Keldor slowly pulls himself from his comfy chair, slightly betraying the advanced years and miles his body has endured. He heads out of the room completely before darting back in to finish his ale.

"I thak you kindly for the ale, sir," Keldor says with a nod as he finished the ale. "Just wouldn't be right for it to go to waste."

He then scurries off to accompany the rest of his team. In the distance, a large belch is heard.

 

[Viking Bastard]

Quincy takes the contract again and hands it to his butler.
As he follows you to the door he offers his assistance:

"Well, ok... but you know that there's not much happening in the pod races right now. It's off season." He scratches his beard nerviously. "I'm somewhat of an amature racer myself. Haven't won any prices... yet, but I do have some contacts. I could make some inqueries for you if you like."

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I'm feelin' better now. I beat the flu! I am the CHAMPION!