The Beast Within [Dark*Matter D20]

[Thomas Hobbes]

John smiles with geniuine warmth at the interaction between uncle and niece. Nice people he thinks. "We should probably just take our own car. Easier on you when we want to come back."

 

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Nodding his head in agreement with John, Caleb reaches down and grabs the small plastic bowl holding the chips.

"I promise your uncle will bring this back ma'am."

Reaching into his wallet, Caleb pulls two twenties from inside and places it on the table, waving away the need for any change.

"Thank you ma'am."

Moving towards the door, Caleb will hold it until for the others before heading to the van.

 

[loxmyth]

Daunte scoops up his order of enchiladas, thanking Eloisa by leaving a healthy tip - not quite as large as Caleb's though; he's still on a student's budget. "Well then, I guess duty calls?" he says to the others, and heads for the van.

 

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OOC: Caleb was trying to pay for everyone's meal, but now she is going to get a really big tip..*L*

 

[Jarval]

"Hey, you can keep it!" Eloisa says as Caleb takes the chip bowl, looking with near disbelief at the combination of his and Daunte's tips. "If working late means you bring people like this here, you ought to do it every night!" She grins at her uncle.

"And you folks have a good stay here in Bavington, you hear me?" She adds to you, the smile still on her lips. "I hope your work with my uncle goes well."

Leading you out of the restaurant, Sheriff Barrington makes his way over to the patrol car parked in the lot outside. He turns to speak to you all.

"You just follow me, and we'll be at the station in no time. And we'll be able to talk about your real business." He says, placing heavy emphasis on the word 'real'. He starts his car, and waits for you to clamber into the van, before starting off along the street.

Three minutes of driving almost empty streets later, and you're parked outside of Bavington's small police station. Sheriff Barrington leads you in, picking up a couple of files from the dispatcher before making his way to his office. He pushes the door shut, takes a seat, and leans over his desk towards you.

"You're the folks from the Hoffmann Institute, right?" His voice is filled with poorly concealed excitement.

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

John nods, amused that their presence causes such excitement. Congrats. Being an agent of a super-secret occult orginization is probably considered a damn sight cooler than being a college professor.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

Sheriff Barrington leads you in, picking up a couple of files from the dispatcher before making his way to his office. He pushes the door shut, takes a seat, and leans over his desk towards you.

"You're the folks from the Hoffmann Institute, right?" His voice is filled with poorly concealed excitement.

Lisa masks her surprise, saying only "I take it that someone's filled you in on the full situation?"

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

"Right. We're sending you in as an Animal Control team, along with the paperwork to back that up. Local law enforcement should be cooperative, and the Sherif of Bavinton Keys knows enough that we've told him you're coming. On Institute business, so you should get any help you need. Please be aware that none of the rest of the local police force has a clue about our work, so be discreet.

I was a little surprised myself, so I went back to double check and found this. Just so everyone remembers.

 

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Nodding his head in agreement, Caleb looked to the folders on the Sheriff's desk and then back to the Sheriff.

"Hoffman is more than a little worried about the attacks, but we are hoping that with your help and assistance, we can find out what is going on around here."

 

[Jarval]

"Yeah, I've been filled in." Sheriff Barrington replies to Lisa. "Someone called from your Atlanta office just over a fortnight ago to tell me there might be something up. They told me that shooting whatever's eating folks might not do any good, so I'm kept my people from investigating this too much. So, you all go any ideas as to what's roaming around the woods?"

He passes a file over to Caleb as he speaks.

"That's the coroner's report on our latest victim. There are some photographs of the body in there, but I'll warn you you'll need a strong stomach to look at them. Dan... sorry, that's Deputy Howard, almost lost his lunch when he saw the body, and that boy's never sick." He leans back in his chair, causing it to creek alarmingly.