Re: Nox Eterna

[Storyteller]

The member 'Isaac Erasmus' has done the following action : Dice Roller

'D10' : 4, 7, 4, 1, 5

[Isaac Erasmus]

Not finding anything useful among the papers, Isaac decides to search for any signs of a struggle.before he and huico have a "struggle" of their very own

[[Rolling Int and Investigation, one Epic.]]

[Storyteller]

As far as you are able to ascertain, the papers don't appear to have anything in common. In fact, it seems as though there is almost no repetition in the scripts at all. Whoever this man was, he had a very wide and varied field of study, an almost eclectic love for obscure languages.

[Storyteller]

The member 'Isaac Erasmus' has done the following action : Dice Roller

'D10' : 10, 1, 1, 3, 7

[Isaac Erasmus]

Isaac sheathes his sword Plenty of time for that sort of fun later. Breathing a sigh of relief, Isaac adresses the big ol' hunk of man Huico. "You had me worried, I thought the perp had come back trying to cover his tracks."

Isaac shuts the door back and starts to look around himself. Noting the papers on the desk, he tries to look for any words common in the works. "I think what we should look for now is a motive. Why would someone want to kill this man?"

[[Rolling Int and Investigation. One Epic.]]

[Crewer]

"Oh, h-hey there, I didn't notice you were out there." Huico swears under his breath. "Well, you might as well come in and shut the door so we can get some private alone time," throwing Isaac the nameplate. "Ring any bells to you?" Huico then collects the photographs for further examination.

"We've got a name now. That gives us a more stable footing." Huico kicks at some of the scrolls threatening to swallow his feet. "And we're going to need it. I can't make heads or tails of any of this."

[Storyteller]

Huico and Issac:

Just as Huico finishes clearing off the detrious on the desk, he is interrupted by the obvious sound of police tape tearing as Isaac enters the room, cane at the ready. Isaac, you see what was previously described to Huico, in addition to what is now visible on the desk.

The desk had a few personal affects on it, including a nameplate. It reads Dr. Christoph Meedler. A few pictures of scenery were crushed at the bottom of the papers, their views idyllic and pastoral, but impossible to place without having any famous landmarks pictured. The many papers on the desk are written in a variety of languages, ranging from English, cuneiform, hieroglyphics, romanic, latin, and countless other forms of the written word unfamiliar to you.

[Isaac Erasmus]

Rapidly deducing that that breathing is the very breath Isaac hears every night as he falls asleep, and would recognize worlds apart the odds of the person inside this room being any form of Law Enforcement are slim to none. Isaac decides to entire the room, readying his cane sword for his lover as he goes. He can't afford losing any clues.

[Storyteller]

You clearly hear shuffling as someone moves about in the room. Some papers rustle, and an audible sound of wind comes from what is likely an open window. You can hear the soft, gentle rhythmic pattern of your lover's breathing calm breathing, but deep, as though someone inside just did some form of physical exertion but is well used to the task.

[Storyteller]

The member 'Isaac Erasmus' has done the following action : Dice Roller

'D10' : 5, 7, 10, 10

[Isaac Erasmus]

Noticing some movement behind the door, and his extra set of eyes nowhere to be found, Isaac attempts to listen to whoever's in there.

Isaac presses his ear close to the crack in the door.

[[Rolling Perception + Larceny. Two Epic.]]

[Storyteller]

Vincent:

Going to need a roll on Charisma + Presence for your attempts to ferret out information if you just start talking to random passerby with that question.
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Huico:

One moment while Isaac does his thing.

[Storyteller]

The member 'Crewer' has done the following action : Dice Roller

'D10' : 8, 9, 5, 1, 2

[Crewer]

Dios mio, look at this madness. I hope mi amor wouldn't let our shared apartment get this dirty when we begin to live together. This man seemed to fit the absent-minded academic stereotype pretty well. Huico wades his way to the desk, casually glancing at the uppermost layer of scholarly detritus on his way to the desk. He then removes the paper there and searches for clues.

{rolling for finding clues, Perception+Investigation, 1 epic}

[Vincent Faustino]

[[Sorry, didn't want to interrupt rolling and such.]]
As the group splits up, I take of my goggles and let them hang around my neck since wearing them inside might draw some unneeded attention [[In the future, you can pretty much always assume I'll be taking my goggles off inside unless I'm using them for something. They work well as sunglasses though, so they're always on outside.]]. My plain, black sketchpad should look enough like a notebook when closed. Student disguise complete.
I walk a bit down the hall before speaking to anyone to avoid people noticing my connection to the group, then approach the nearest student who seems to know where they're going.
"Excuse me, I just transferred here, and have Linguisitics next period, and don't really know what to do after what happened to the professor. I haven't really been given any details about the situation."

[Storyteller]

Bob doesn't see any sign of ghost activity, but he does stop returning to you after a while. He probably just found a class that he liked. After a bit of walking, you see that the staff offices seem to have entrances from the main square that the secretary was in that extend to the back of the building. There are multiple means of entrance to them, and after walking down that hallway for a while, it is plainly obvious that only one door is barred with police tape.

[Isaac Erasmus]

After roughly 25 minutes, Isaac gets fed up with waiting. Looks like everyone is in class. Isaac decides to set out and reunite with his Latin Lover see if he can't find the room himself. After all the building is only so large.

Isaac walks casually through the halls, having Bob dip in and out of rooms as they go, searching for the office, or any sign of it.

[Storyteller]

Isaac:

You will wait 80 minutes before finding a new target. I'll let you know when you meet the mark, or you can intervene whenever until that time is reached if you want to break off and do a new action.
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Huico:

After breaking into three offices that seemed of little interest, having fresh lunches, not being linguistics offices, and having one unlucky professor sleeping on his couch out of sight of the window as you walked.... erm... climbed through the window, you find the right office. Using your advanced tracking skills you deduce this, because you can clearly see police tape on the door to the office through its small window.

The room is a total nightmare. There are no ghosts present, neither old nor new. Books, sheafs of paper, and manuscripts cover every surface, even the floor. The walls are lined with book cases overflowing with material, disheveled stacks obscuring the more orderly rows in the back. On the desk in front of the window are several piles precariously arranged on the desk with a small work space in the front. Any objects that would normally be on the desk are obscured by paper.
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Conroy:

Still waiting on that reply as to how you are going to investigate that newspaper. We'll catch up when you reply.
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Aedan:

Ditto. Still waiting on that reply.
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Vincent:

What are you doing? Interviewing random students? Working in a more methodical way? Let me know what you would like to do.

[Storyteller]

The member 'Crewer' has done the following action : Dice Roller

'D10' : 1, 10, 2, 2, 9, 1, 9, 2

[Crewer]

{I need to actually roll, guys. My b.}

[Crewer]

Hearing Isaac flirt with a woman, the backstabbing heart breaker attract the entire student body's undivided scorn, Huico eases the window open and climbs on to the side of the building, working his way around to the dead man's office.

{rolling to not fall on my ass, Dexterity+Athletics, 2 epic, 2 stunt}

[Isaac Erasmus]

Giving his best impression of someone being shot down for a date, Isaac slinks along the hallway until out of sight of those who saw the debacle. that could have gone better. What is with my luck these past few days? Maybe it has something to do with that Cassy girl.

Not used to being shut down this many times in a row, Isaac ponders his next move. Isaac sits down on a nearby bench and keeps an eye peeled for anyone that looks like an easier target.

[Storyteller]

The woman pauses for a moment. After recovering from her NPC BSOD Her jaw drops. Then, after a beat, she spits out a harumph and takes her books from your arms before storming off down the hallway.

"You must have better things to do than interrupting people at work. Take your sideshow and shove off, asshole!" she exclaims, facing away from you.

You have now drawn the attention of the entire student body in the hallway.

[[What do you do?]]

[Isaac Erasmus]

Isaac decides it's time to change gears. "Ahhhhhh, you believed me? Honest? Tell me, how convincing was I? Don't hold back, I want as much criticism as you can give m- Oh, sorry, I guess I should explain." Isaac suddenly looks very sheepish and embarassed.

"Truth is, I'm an actor. I'm trying to get into character for a role in a new play. I promise, you can look me up if you want, I've been in shows on broadway and everything! I know the reputation of the feds around here, so I figured it was the perfect place to feel the hate directly, thank you so much! Tell you what, let me make it up to you by taking you out to coffee sometime! And if you'll permit it, maybe I could even run some lines with you sometime? You really are just what I'm looking for as a practice partner, that disdain in your tone, it was just great!"

With all the excitement of a puppy, Isaac stares at her waiting for response.

[Storyteller]

The woman gratefully lets you take three of her books from the top of her pile, and motions to you to head down to the left of the hallway. She listens to you speak, then stops in the middle of the hall as you finish talking.

"Right. Well if you really are from the government, as you seem to say you are, I'm going to need some ID. I don't want to dishonor the dead by talking to any weirdo who happens to walk in here just so he can go dance over his grave or do some creepy voodoo, or whatever it is you people do."

[[This is what happens when you mention the government at Columbia. Trust me, I've been there. This is not me railroading or trying to manipulate conversations to prevent you from getting information, just the nature of the place you are currently in.]]

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