The Beast Within [Dark*Matter D20]

[loxmyth]

Daunte takes the report and immediately passes it on to someone who can make some sense of the medical jargon. Besides, he's not too keen on having a bloody reminder of exactly what the thing they're hunting can do. "Well, we need to find this thing as fast as possible," he decides, pacing and tapping this lower lip as he thinks. "From what you've told us, it's been hanging around the outskirts of town. Have you noticed any patterns, anything out of the ordinary? Besides the fact, of course, that we are talking about a bear attack in Florida."

No doubt there are answers in the report, but Daunte would prefer to hear them from the sheriff.

 

[Jarval]

"What, other than both killin's happening on a full moon night, you mean?" Sheriff Barrington laughs nervously. Daunte's pretty sure that the Sheriff is rather more unnerved by the idea of something supernatural stalking the woods than he'd like to let on.

"Yeah, there was one other thing, although we've been kind of keeping it quiet. Both the folks that... whatever it is... killed went out to the woods to shoot up. I'm sure you understand that we don't like to let it get out that we've got coke addicts in these parts. Makes the tourists a bit jumpy..."

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

John frowns and glances at Daunte, trying to remember if there was anything in either lycanthrope's file about drug addiction, or failing that, pulls the file out of his backpack and looks through them himself. He'll ask the Sheriff what he knows about either of the suspects, once he's done chasing this thought down.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

Lisa seems content to let the others talk for now, but is writing everything down on her PDA, stylus slashing away.

 

[Verbatim]

Caleb looked at the torn bodies in the pictures and remembered a time when such a sight would have also reduced him to retching in a corner, but the past few years with Hoffman tore away all such humane reactions leaving only a clinical eye in their place.

"Well, it could be the victims made themselves easier targets when they entered the woods to feed their habit. However, we will keep that information to ourselves as we do not wish to cause any undo attention to any around here."

Looking back at the bodies in the pictures, Caleb hoped that they could catch whoever/whatever this was before it struck again as the only thing more frightening than a seriel killer was a supernatural one.

 

[Jarval]

Pulling the files out of his backpack, John thumbs through looking for any drug references. Rachel Silver is clean (perhaps only to be expected from an ex-Institute agent), but Kyle Roberts does have a couple of convictions for possession, one marihuana and one heroin.

Passing the names by Sheriff Barrington, he only recognises Rachel's.

"Oh yeah, I kinda know her. She's with the Institute, right? She was looking into a case back when I was working in Jacksonville. It was her team that, uh, let me in on what really goes on." He smiles slightly as he says this, obviously delighted to be involved with a secret organization.

"She live about five miles up the highway from here. I can probably find her address for you, if you need it. Never heard of the guy, though. Anyone I should know?"

"And yeah, I'd be glad if you could keep the whole drug thing under your hats for now. The town council's been leanin' on me to keep it quiet."

 

[loxmyth]

Daunte catches John's look. "So both the victims were shooting up? You know what they say about coincidences, right?" He moves to look over John's shoulder, scanning the files quickly. "Do we have an address on this Kyle Roberts fellow? Could be that injecting drugs directly into his body wasn't enough for him, and he's escalated to getting his fix filtered through people. Or maybe we have a vigilante on our hands, taking it upon themselves to rid the streets of Bavington Keys of druggies. What do you all think?"

Turning to the sheriff, he nods. "Yeah, pull up her file too. If she's clean she can probably help us out, right?"

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

"Kyle's the wrong animal, though," points out John. "Combined with the fact that Rachel seems clean as a wistle, my guess is that we've got an unregistered lycanthrope running around." John shrugs. "We'll want to interview them both, just to be sure, but that's what I think."

 

[Verbatim]

"Even though Kyle's form may not be of a bear, he is still a good lead on the drug angle. We can go speak to him, see what he knows and go from there. Perhaps even talk to a few of his suppliers to see if they have gotten any new customers lately that struck them as a little off."

 

[Jarval]

Booting up the computer on his desk, Sheriff Barrington quickly prints off Rachel Silver's current address, passing it over to Caleb. He finds to his surprise that it doesn't match the one listed in Rachel's Hoffmann file.

"You telling me we've got two of these lycani... lycon... wearcritters running around there parts?" Sheriff Barrington cuts across Caleb's line of thought. "We're quite the hotbed of monster activity by the sound of things. Guess it must be something in the water." He laughs.

"Anyhow, if you have any luck getting a lead on the dealers 'round here, drop me a line, you hear? We've been having problems getting anyone to tell us anything, and the dealers themselves seem to be being mighty cautious.

"Anyway, there anything else I can do for you folks? And where can I get in touch with you if I need to?"