[T20] High Law and low justice

[Maerdwyn]

Ktarlewaweikye looks at Hergvaer oddly for a moment, then nods. "Thank you, I will be sure to let you know." She will then--nonchalantly, she hopes--turn and look casually about the room, as if making sure everything was in order before leaving. She hopes no one notices her eyes linger on the two officers longer than they did anywhere else. [Spot +0, particularly looking for weapons on the two, concealed or not; also, I want a Sense Motive on both +0] When she walks out the door, she will pause for a moment on the threshold and do a quick Spot on whomever or whatever is waiting. [Spot +0, again looking particularly for weapons, but also looking for escape routes, size of crowd, etc.]

OOC: [Bluff=[url="http://krisinchico.brinkster.net/searchroll.asp?username=Ktarlewaweikye#67370"]15[/url] ; Spot=14; Sense Motive=9; Next Spot=2 (all of this over the course of three rounds.)]

Each of the officers is carrying a stunrod and a laser pistol, worn openly - standard for the local police. Ktarlewaweikye doesn't see anything else on either of them, and it's hard to get a read on what they're thinking besides getting Treth out of the bar and into the waiting wagon.

As Ktarlewaweikye steps outside into the warm, misty air, she sees six other officers - four on foot near gravbikes, two in the waiting transport. None has their weapon drawn, and they all look pretty relaxed. There's a very small group of onlookers, and the streets are busy.

One of the officers near Ktarlewaweikye motions to her, smiling in a friendly manner, and asking he to come over. "Doctor, thanks for helping out in there. Our rookie seemed pretty worried when she called us in. First week jitters I guess. All set now though. Just need your name, a local address, and a way to verify your credentials. And then we're all set." At this point, Ktarlewaweikye is about 5 meters from the door of the bar, and she sees the door open with Treth coming out, followed by the two officers, who are still in bar.

 

[Seonaid]

Ktarlewaweikye nods at the officer without moving closer. "Would it be possible to walk? I think it would be best for the patient." She jerks her thumb in the direction of the doorway. [Sense Motive +0 of this one. I'm sorry, I still can't get the roller to work. I keep getting error messages. Maybe I'm putting the numbers in wrong?]

 

[Maerdwyn]

Ktarlewaweikye nods at the officer without moving closer. "Would it be possible to walk? I think it would be best for the patient." She jerks her thumb in the direction of the doorway. [Sense Motive +0 of this one. I'm sorry, I still can't get the roller to work. I keep getting error messages. Maybe I'm putting the numbers in wrong?]

"Don't think that will work ma'am," he says with a puzzled look, "The entrance to the guarded ward at the hospital is at least 30 meters above street level - security, you understand. Plus, it'd take you forever just to get the building on foot. Why?"


edit: OOC - the dice roller seems to need an entry in every field, even though "note" says it's optional. Maybe that could be it?

 

[Seonaid]

"I was just thinking the walk would clear his head." [Bluff 7] She slows, and turns as if to look to see if anyone is following from McAllister's. She thinks to herself, frustrated, If I leave him, will they take him to the hospital anyway? Is it a set up for me, or for him, or for both of us? I wish I had more time to talk to that Vargr!

[Sense Motive 11 the officer, sigh. D'oh! I shoulda Sense Motived the Vargr!

Can I do another Spot check? If so, Spot 2 LOL, maybe I should just give up.]

 

[Maerdwyn]

"I was just thinking the walk would clear his head." [Bluff 7]

"Huh? What do you mean?" the officer asks Ktarlewaweikye somewhat suspiciously, "this guy's a suspect - can't have him just walking down the street."


[Seonaid - brief pause here, while people inside the bar have their actions, if any]

 

[Maerdwyn]

Vyrkris hits Felin in the shoulder "See?" then, to Trelene, "We saw your picture in Gateway 500 last month when they covered your retirement party. Felin didn't think it was you, but I was pretty sure." She's smiling, obviously pleased with herself.

Felin says, "We're really pleased to meet you, Ms. Scrautigue. So, um...what was it like working there? The article only talked about how much money you made the company - did you, you know, dig in and get your hands greasy? Or was it more of a theoretical design position? I'm pretty sick working in the abstract after my thesis."

Trelene talks with the two graduates for some time, discussing her accomplishments, and their ambitions, and after a bit, they excuse themselves. "Thanks so much for talking to us, Ms. Scrautigue. We'll see you on the ship, okay?"

The singer and pianist on stage are replaced by a four piece band, and Trelene settles back to listen as she waits for boarding time to approach.

 

[Guest 11456]

Trelene checks her watch to see how much time she has left. Then she returns her attention to the entertainment.

 

[Seonaid]

"Huh? What do you mean?" the officer asks Ktarlewaweikye somewhat suspiciously, "this guy's a suspect - can't have him just walking down the street."

Ktarlewaweikye smiles at him in as non-threatening a manner as she can. "Of course you could all come with us, I wasn't suggesting otherwise. I feel that it would be beneficial for him to be in the fresh air, and moving. If you would feel more secure with him confined in a vehicle, I will respectfully submit my objections."

[I will wait to see what the others in McAllister's do. Obviously, it would be beneficial if they came out, but I can't control others' actions.

Are any of the officers Aslan? Have any of the ones who've spoken used Trokh?]

 

[Maerdwyn]

Are any of the officers Aslan? Have any of the ones who've spoken used Trokh?]

OOC: No, and no

 

[doghead]

Saanath watches the last of the them leave the bar. Despite feeling that he should be pleased, he can't help feeling a strange sence of incompletion.

You're done here ... There is no need to make it more complicated than it is ... He has the doctor now ... If he wants your help he can contact you ... Damn it. Why do I feel like I am going to regret something ... There is no reason to go outside ... Regret is much worse than embarassment.

Saanath pushes himself off the stool, swings his bad over his head and heads for the door.