Resurrection City IV: Et In Arcadia Ego
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Andrew D. Gable
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"Very well, then," says Inspector Charles. "I'd best run these files back to the Yard and then pop in for a visit at home." He gathers up his hat and departs.
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At Paddington Station the next morning, the three men catch the 10:15 train to Avebury. The train leaves the station and steams its way along the track out of London and into the settled farmlands north of the city. A sort of anxiety, or giddiness, overtakes the three as they near the source of some answers, at least.
Several hours later, the train pulls into the station at Avebury. The men stretch their legs a bit as they stroll around the station. In the distance, Silbury Hill is visible. In the valley between Avebury and the hill, you can make out the brightly-colored tents and woodsmoke of a fair and gypsy caravan.
Diggory has the diary. I fast-forwarded to your train to Avebury, though if there's anything you want to do before leaving just let me know. I had a nice map of Avebury here, but couldn't upload it! Ahh well. The town sits on a large flat hill and a broad valley seperates it from Silbury Hill.
*****
At Paddington Station the next morning, the three men catch the 10:15 train to Avebury. The train leaves the station and steams its way along the track out of London and into the settled farmlands north of the city. A sort of anxiety, or giddiness, overtakes the three as they near the source of some answers, at least.
Several hours later, the train pulls into the station at Avebury. The men stretch their legs a bit as they stroll around the station. In the distance, Silbury Hill is visible. In the valley between Avebury and the hill, you can make out the brightly-colored tents and woodsmoke of a fair and gypsy caravan.
Diggory has the diary. I fast-forwarded to your train to Avebury, though if there's anything you want to do before leaving just let me know. I had a nice map of Avebury here, but couldn't upload it! Ahh well. The town sits on a large flat hill and a broad valley seperates it from Silbury Hill.
Old Fezziwig
this is a low-flying panic attack
"There's our caravan. Should we head straight there, or maybe off to the inn for a moment, drop off our luggage?" Diggory seems slightly nervous.
Andrew D. Gable
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"For my own part," says Hewitt, hefting his suitcase, "I move that we retire to a hotel or inn." Trevor nods his assent as Diggory hails a cab.
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The cab in which the Londoners are riding pulls up in front of one of the larger inns in Avebury. "'Ere we are, sirs," says the driver as he reins in the horses. "The Five Oaks. One o' the nicer establishments in town, if I do say so, and not too expensive, either."
The men make their way inside. The downstairs common room is crowded. "Good afternoon, sirs," the barkeep calls over the hustle and bustle. "What can I get you today?"
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The cab in which the Londoners are riding pulls up in front of one of the larger inns in Avebury. "'Ere we are, sirs," says the driver as he reins in the horses. "The Five Oaks. One o' the nicer establishments in town, if I do say so, and not too expensive, either."
The men make their way inside. The downstairs common room is crowded. "Good afternoon, sirs," the barkeep calls over the hustle and bustle. "What can I get you today?"
Old Fezziwig
this is a low-flying panic attack
"Good afternoon. Three rooms, I should think. And, then, maybe, something to eat?" Diggory directs the last to the others, only now realizing how hungry he is after being up late last night and travelling today.
JimAde
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"Rooms first of all my good man," Walsingham says brightly. "Then I think a spot of late lunch or early tea as it were." He rubs his hands together in apparent anticipation, smiling broadly. "Then we're off to see the sights."
[OOC: It's the return of the rich, stupid tourist!
]
[OOC: It's the return of the rich, stupid tourist!
]
Old Fezziwig
this is a low-flying panic attack
Jamison grins, realizing that no matter how dire their circumstances were or how much they might be trying to stop something terribly awful from happening, no one would ever believe that they were somehow involved as long as they were, one, in the country or abroad, and, two, Trevor was with them. "Brilliant."
Andrew D. Gable
First Post
"And quite the sights we have here, sir," the landlord says to Trevor. He turns and leafs through a book he has behind the counter. "Sorry sirs," he says as he turns away from it, "only two rooms left, I'm afraid. Dreadfully crowded this time of season, we are, what with the Rover's Carnival in town. Dreadfully crowded." He pauses as a stocky, Italian-looking man passes nearby. The landlord looks to watch him leave, and then settles back. "Crowded with them Gypsies. Can't trust their kind, sirs. Leastways, I don't. Still, business is business, eh?"
As you take your seats, waiting for your dinner to be brought out, you take notice of a poster hanging on the wall.
The poster.
As you take your seats, waiting for your dinner to be brought out, you take notice of a poster hanging on the wall.
The poster.
Old Fezziwig
this is a low-flying panic attack
Jamison nods and answers in the same tone and volume. "Do ye suppose we'll have any trouble with the rest?"
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