Resurrection City 2: The Adventure of the Iron Knives

[ShortAssassin]

..."Say now, why the hurry, sir?"

Will turned to Diggory "I don't know where ye be from, but where I be from if four strange men start chasing ye out of God's clear blue yonder, ye best be 'itting 'eels to street as quick as ye can".

Will shrugged out of the constable's grasp and looked at Diggory and his arriving friends. "Now who the 'ell are ye, and why are ye chasin' me?!" he said, raising his voice a little.

 

[JimAde]

A good walk ruined

Trevor was finally feeling like himself again. His time back in London had made the horrible events at Pellgraine manor seem an unpleasant dream. On a fine warm day he decided to walk down to Regent street and see about a new pipe.

Coming out of the tobacconist, he took note of a disturbance across the way. There seemed to be some commotion in the crowd of shoppers there as a rough-looking man pushed through, but a constable apparently had the situation in hand. He was about to walk on when he spotted Inspector Diggory emerge and confront the man as the constable held him. A cold thrill passed through Trevors body as the horrors of Pellgraine Manor flashed before his eyes. But curiosity got the better of his trepidation and he crossed the busy street. Approaching the group, he saw nearly the entire company from his recent adventure. He stopped a few yards away and nodded toward them, keeping silent to see what was transpiring.

 

[Karl Green]

Pastor Andrew Miller

Andrew nods Trevor in greeting but watches this 'scruffy' fellow to make sure he doesn't try anything. He adds "What did you give that chap in the carriage?"

 

[Andrew D. Gable]

Dr. Hewitt strolls over to where Trevor stands. "Hullo. How've you been since we last met? Fine, I hope? Seems we may need to question this...gentleman here." He then gives Trevor a brief summation of the events so far.

 

[ShortAssassin]

..."What did you give that chap in the carriage?"

Will turned to the man, "I don't see 'ow that be any business of yers," he said gruffly. He did a double take at the man's clothing and grabbed his forelock and nodded in a quick bob. "Beggin' yer pardon Reverend. Didn't see ye was a 'oly man."

Will turned to the constable. "See 'ere sir. I just be late making a delivery and these folk started chasin' me. I don't be seein' what their problem be." He then turned to his accusers. "Make yer case quick like, or bugger off. I gots things to be doin'."

 

[JimAde]

Dr. Hewitt strolls over to where Trevor stands. "Hullo. How've you been since we last met? Fine, I hope? Seems we may need to question this...gentleman here." He then gives Trevor a brief summation of the events so far.

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, please..." Trevor says affably, waving his hands for calm. He claps a hand on the shoulder of the besieged fellow and says, "Give the chap some air." He turns to the man and continues, "My good man, I think what we've got here is a simple misunderstanding. If the inspector and these other gents want a word with you I'm sure they'd be more than willing to have it under civil circumstances." He smiles winningly and adds to them all, "My townhouse is nearby and I'd be glad to offer you all a cool something. Doesn't that sound better than standing out here making a spectacle of ourselves?"

[OOC: Diplomacy +8 if the constable needs convincing. The PCs are, of course, free to have their own opinions of the good Baron ]

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Prior to the Baron's offer...

"Well, then, I suppose it ought to suffice to say, sir, that my pursuit of you -- our pursuit of you, I suppose I ought to say -- comes in the course of an official Metropolitan Police investigation in relation to an ongoing case." Diggory digs out his usual credentials (whatever form of identification he would happen to have). "I'm Inspector Jamison O'Fingal Diggory. May I ask your name, please?"

In reaction to Baron Walsingham...

"I don't much care, Baron, whether or not I make a spectacle of others during the course of my work." Jamison grins. "Hell, I don't imagine I care if I make a spectacle of myself, to be honest. All the same, I accept your proposal and would, if asked, advise the gentleman to accept as well."

 

[ShortAssassin]

Prior to the Baron's offer...

"Well, then, I suppose it ought to suffice to say, sir, that my pursuit of you -- our pursuit of you, I suppose I ought to say -- comes in the course of an official Metropolitan Police investigation in relation to an ongoing case." Diggory digs out his usual credentials (whatever form of identification he would happen to have). "I'm Inspector Jamison O'Fingal Diggory. May I ask your name, please?"

Will took the offered credentials and looked at them. "Hmph. And yer friends? They all be inspectors with ye workin' on yer case? Let's see some paper boys," he said, looking at the others. "As for me, I be William Robinson, of no fixed address. I be havin' no fancy papers though."

In reaction to Baron Walsingham...

"I don't much care, Baron, whether or not I make a spectacle of others during the course of my work." Jamison grins. "Hell, I don't imagine I care if I make a spectacle of myself, to be honest. All the same, I accept your proposal and would, if asked, advise the gentleman to accept as well."

"Gentleman?" Will feigned shock. "I been upgraded from supposed criminal to gentleman. Well bless my soul, thank ye sir!" he said with more than a little sarcasm. "As for joinin' ye you somewhere private, I not be convinced yet that you won't garrote me soon as doors are closed. Perhaps if ye explained a bit more your reason for stopping me?" He looked around at the others, stopping at the baron. "You be dressed pretty, but that don't mean spit to me. I be needin' words of reason and explanation. A man has a right, by God, to hear the charges against him."

 

[JimAde]

"Gentleman?" Will feigned shock. "I been upgraded from supposed criminal to gentleman. Well bless my soul, thank ye sir!" he said with more than a little sarcasm. "As for joinin' ye you somewhere private, I not be convinced yet that you won't garrote me soon as doors are closed. Perhaps if ye explained a bit more your reason for stopping me?" He looked around at the others, stopping at the baron. "You be dressed pretty, but that don't mean spit to me. I be needin' words of reason and explanation. A man has a right, by God, to hear the charges against him."

Trevor sighs and replies, "The inspector and these other gentlemen are acquaintances of mine. I don't know why they stopped you but I thought I'd do the decent thing and give you the opportunity to answer their questions in comfortable surroundings." Trevor's eyes become steely as he returns Will's glare. "If you'd rather do so in the cellar of a police station it's really no concern of mine."

 

[Andrew D. Gable]

"Hmph. And yer friends? They all be inspectors with ye workin' on yer case? Let's see some paper boys,"

"Not inspectors as such," says Hewitt. "I'm a doctor, Mr. Shaw here's an adventurer, and you've already met Rev. Miller and Baron Walsingham."

"As for joinin' ye you somewhere private, I not be convinced yet that you won't garrote me soon as doors are closed. Perhaps if ye explained a bit more your reason for stopping me?

"Supposed criminal? For my part, I was under the impression that we weren't formally suspecting you of anything, just wished to question you." Richard chuckles. "No, you have our word we won't be strangling you or any such unsavoury thing."