[Sodium_noir] Gods of Fire, Saints of Ireland - OOC
Jennie Teakle
jenteakle at yahoo.co.uk
Sun Oct 9 17:22:13 EDT 2005
Dammit! Please forgive me, Laufeyjarson! Forgot to
say (again!)
JOINT POST
> Tom, Christine, Father Bellamy
> Mages
>
> St Bridgets
>
> [Tom]
> "You know, when you're interrogating someone, you
> usually don't want to let them know you're harmless.
>
> You can have that tip for free."
>
> [Christine]
> Christine doesn't bother to correct him. She hadn't
> been suggesting that *she* was harmless, just that
> his
> cute, 'boy-next-door' manner seemed to be designed
> to
> make her think that *he* was. Christine would have
> been wary of that even without a flash of his
> predator's teeth and strange eyes.
>
> In point of fact though, exactly what was her plan
> if
> he turned out to be the psycho - or worse - of her
> rattled suspicions? She didn't have so much as a can
> of mace in her pocket. But she could scream her head
> off . . .
>
> [Bellamy]
> As they speak, the sounds of slow movement come from
> behind the door. A groan and shuffling feet. It
> sounds
> as if they have woken somebody from a dose.
>
> "Hold up, I'll be there in a moment" a voice calls
> out
> is a hoarse whisper.
>
> [Christine]
> Christine is unspeakably relieved to hear Bellamy's
> voice but also suddenly afraid for him. She still
> didn't know what kind of threat, if any, Laufey . .
> .
> whatever-his-name was, here, posed.
>
>
> [Tom]
> His lips twitched a little, and he then said with a
> slight stammer that gave away the awkward ground he
> had found himself on, "I-I'm just a guy. I w-wanted
> to know who ran this place because I saw something
> wierd here once. Sort of. Well, no, I'm pretty
> sure."
>
> [Christine]
> The strange guy's uncertain, slightly embarrassed
> tone
> sounds genuine. Once again Christine feels confused
> by
> the mixed evidence. Clearly he isn't a regular kind
> of
> person, exactly. But then, neither is Bellamy.
> Neither, as it happens, is she.
>
> As the ferret turns its attention to her, Christine
> finds it unnervingly hard to know which observer to
> lock eyes with. The moment's disorientation
> intensifies all of a sudden into a by now familiar
> sensation of spinning and falling. Like being drunk
> without any of the good bits. Christine's pallor
> becomes sickly and she sees . . .
>
> [Time 2/Entropy 1 - Time Sight]
>
>
> *Tom is laying unconscious in the middle of a street
> in what looks to be a bad part of a very large, very
> urban city. A large pile of ashes lying in front of
> him is in the process of being blown away by a
> slight
> breeze; Tom is not moving at all.
>
> A figure sort of unfolds itself next to him; it
> doesn't exactly materialize, and it doesn't exactly
> appear in an instant- the best analogue is that it
> sort of walks in from a direction that doesn't have
> a
> proper name. While the figure appears to be a short,
> runty looking man of vaguely vicious features,
> possessing long black hair and a finely trimmed
> moustache, there is also a sense that much more
> exists
> to this person outside of even the perceptions of a
> time seer.
>
> The figure is dressed in shades of brown and green,
> and wears a bright red, pointed hat. He kneels down
> next to Tom and whispers a few words in his ear,
> causing Tom to shift a little and roll onto his
> stomach, now asleep instead of unconscious. The
> sidewalk around Tom's downward-facing face picks up
> a
> faint red luminescence; with that, the figure
> departs
> to whereever he came from. A few moments pass and
> Tom
> wakes and sits up with a stretch, his eyes
> apparently
> now containing two crystal balls full of fire, and
> when he yawns to accompany his stretch his mouth is
> filled with some very intimidating-looking teeth.*
>
>
> Christine's knees buckle and she wavers, sliding
> ungracefully into the untenanted front pew. She
> holds
> her head in her hands, elbows on her knees and
> spends
> a difficult few seconds willing herself not to
> throw
> up. Finally she manages a careful, nauseous glance
> at
> Tom.
>
> "A rat faced guy in a red hat gave you your eyes of
> fire and pointed teeth?" she asks faintly. "What the
> *hell* is that all about?"
>
>
> Tag Tom
>
>
> PS. Did discover that Laufey is one of Loki's
> mythical
> parents, right (?) :-)
>
>
>
>
>
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