[Day: Thursday, May 12. Time: 11:40 a.m.] [You are outside the bar with the man known only as Jeff. Or at least, that's all you know about him. He's more of a teenager, though, and has some connection to Doctor Klaus Gutenberg, whom you were hired to find (lest you forget). S'alright?] [Go!] ( Also, there's no dice >.> ) (Diceroshi is doing the job today!) * Michel looks back to the kid. "If he went and disappeared on his own, any idea where he coulda gone?" [Jeff folds his arms. "Hmm... The only place I can think of it..." He pauses, then casts a wary glance at Michel. "What do you want with him?"] * Michel frowns and snaps, "We're trying to get him out of harm's way. Some old colleague tryin' to save him from the Reds." ["Who might that be?"] What's with all the questions all-of-a-sudden, kid? We're the ones who stopped the commies from pickin' you up. ["And how do I know you're not after him for yourselves? The doc's real popular all of a sudden."] * Michel chuckles. "Kid, I got enough doctors around me for one life." [He shrugs. "Prove it."] "I beg your pardon?" -_- * Eric rolls his eyes. ["Prove you're trying to help him."] * Michel claps Eric on the back with a slight grin, then looks back at the kid. "Well, we just shot a few guys and left our card with the girl who's gonna talk to the cops, so if we're tryin' to stay under the cops' radar, we're doin' a piss-poor job of it." ["You could be working for the FBI."] * Michel squints, then sighs. "Look, kid. The FBI wouldn't need our help. They got people. We're a detective agency." [He blinks. "A detective agency?"] Yeah. ["Okay... So who hired you?"] He said he was an old colleague of Dr. Gutenberg. * Michel rubs his neck. "We'll ask him when you show us where the hell he is." ["Anyone could say that. I could've said that."] * Michel sighs. "Right, which is why we'll have to ask the doc, won't we?" [He frowns. "Fine. But I'm warning you, if you're lying to me, you'll be sorry."] * Michel nods slightly. "As long as you're gonna do it." * Michel looks around to see if there's anyone around suspicious lookin' at them. Don't wanna be tailed! ( awareness check! ) * Eric looks around too. ( srsly! ) ( Hmm? ) ( Roll awareness :X ) 2d6+4 * Diceroshi throws the bones for Michel (2d6+4) and gets a natural 7 for a result of 11. 2d6+6 * Diceroshi throws the bones for Eric (2d6+6) and gets a natural 9 for a result of 15. (I M ARSUM. Add 1 if it's supposed to be on body.) ( Neither one of you sees anyone suspicious. ) [Also, Michel does not touch anyone suspicious.] (Good to hear!) (I dunno how to get back in the bar. Does Melanie have a burning desire to follow detectives? Heh.) * Michel ducks into the car, then, to drive off as the kid's about to instruct them! [He gets in, too! Woot.] * Eric gets in once the kid is in. * Michel starts up the car and says, "Where to?" So he can go there! [Whee! And so Jeff directs you to the north side of the city, to yet another apartment building. Actually it's a house with two apartments, one on each side. "Kathy lives there. She's the doc's... y'know."] * Eric blinks, 'His what?' [He glances at Eric. "His lover who's at least 30 years younger than him. And is probably just using him for his money." He doesn't seem to think too highly of her."] 'Oh, right, of course.' ^_^; (brb) (Ack, sorry, scroll.) * Michel chuckles faintly and says, "Yeah, women'll do that to you." He parks the car and steps out, reloading his pistol real quick. ["'Specially this one."] (bak) ( Go on :P ) [The house does now cower in fear.] * Eric gets out as well, 'Sounds like a charming lady...' * Michel puts the gun back away, and walks towards the cowering house. "Very." [Jeff gets out, too.] * Eric walks with Jeff. * Michel gets to the door and knocks. This went so well last time. [The house stops cowering in fear is just a house now.] ( Awareness check! ) ( Hearing ) (me too?) 2d6+4 * Diceroshi throws the bones for Michel (2d6+4) and gets a natural 8 for a result of 12. ( Yah, you too. ) 2d6+6 * Diceroshi throws the bones for Eric (2d6+6) and gets a natural 8 for a result of 14. (actually, rolled that wrong...) 2d6+8 * Diceroshi throws the bones for Eric (2d6+8) and gets a natural 7 for a result of 15. [The door is opened by a woman with short dark hair. She's probably in her twenties, but her gaunt cheeks make her look older than that. She's also got way too much eye-shadow on. She's smiling as she opens the door, but her face falls as soon as she sees Jeff. "What do you want?"] * Eric slips off round the back. [Jeff scowls at her. "Kathy."] * Michel nods his head, then says, "We're lookin' for Doctor Gutenberg, miss. There's people after 'im." ["I ain't seen 'im."] [Jeff frowns. "Bullshit."] * Michel sighs and says, "Look, I don't care about whatever issues you two got. Right now the doc's in trouble, and it's my job to find him and keep him safe." ["Well he ain't here and I ain't seen him. And even if had, I wouldn't tell you." And she slams the door.] * Michel puts his foot in the door for the second time in as many days. Block! [Michel's foot hurts. Kathy glares at him. "What do you think you're doing?"] [And then a shirtless man with a big beard comes in from another room. "Sumthin' up, Kat?"] [Jeff stares at him, then glares at Kathy. "You whore!"] * Michel looks at the guy, then back to Kathy, then groans slightly. "Dometics. I love domestics." [Kathy grins at Jeff. "Get lost kid. And you, too," she says to Michel, "Or Roscoe will kick your ass."] * Michel rubs his face, then pulls his foot back and says, "Right, fine." [She slams the door. Jeff stares at Michel. "What, you're giving up just like that?!"] * Michel looks back at the kid. "Unless there's somethin' you're not telling me, he's sure as hell not in there, right?" ["Look, the only place he would have gone is to Kathy's. I know him."] * Michel frowns a moment, then, "So where's the nearest bar?" ["I don't know. I almost never come up here."] * Michel glances, then says, "Where'd Eric go?" ["He went around the back, I think."] * Michel runs his hand through his hair as he tromps around the back to find Eric, looking for any other signs of a jilted lover. * Eric has his back to a wall, keeping an eye on the back door. * Michel walks up to him and says, "Looks like the doc's special gal's the cheatin' type. Or just broke up with him. Or somethin'." 'Well, no sign of anyone trying to sneak out...' 'Should we wait and see if he shows up here? ' * Michel rubs his face a moment, thinking. "If he's not here or there, we're running out of time." 'Is there nowhere else he would have gone?' 'Nowhere at all?' (...hello?) ( Hello! ) 'Did you ask Jeff?' (Oh! Did Jeff not follow?) * Michel replies, "Jeff thinks this is the only place." ( He didn't. ) 'Then we have no other leads, it seems.' * Michel looks at the back door, says, "Right," and knocks on it instead. Since Jeff isn't here. Maybe she'll be more talky without the tension. * Eric scratches his head in confusion. [The door opens, and Kathy's there again. "I thought I told you to fuck off."] * Michel shrugs. "Yeah, I know." A moment, then, "Look, I really don't care about the domestic crap. Just tell me when you last saw the doc and where he's going." Then we're gone. Otherwise, this's a pain. [She frowns. "Alright. You wanna know where the doc is? My boss wanted to see him, so she sent some goons to pick him up. He's probably not coming back. Happy?"] * Michel squints. "Your boss?" ["Carmilla. She owns the gentleman's club where I work. But she's only there at night."] * Michel nods slightly. "And the club is?" * Eric looks at Michel, finding the name familiar. ["The Diamond House. Now will you leave me alone?"] * Michel nods slightly. "Yeah." He steps back from her door! Seeya, lady! (Carmilla's one of the other 2 vamp lords, isn't she.) [She shuts the door.] (Think so.) 'To the Diamond House, then?' * Michel rubs his face and says, "At least we already know what to be prepared for there, too. Hope that's just coincidence." ( She won't be there til the night though :P ) (I KNOW. Grr.) But we can't wait all day. You up for leanin' on some commies, or do we just go there anyway? 'I'll let you do most of the leaning.' ^_^ * Michel chuckles and says, "Yeah, you need to bulk up if you're gonna lean on anyone, Doc." * Michel starts around to the front. ( Should we end here? ) (I guess?) (We could, if you're not ready.) ( A little tired is all. Werk tomorrow :X ) (Nod.) [Aight. I'ma ending here.]