london ♔ see how fast they fall apart

[nepotism]

♬ biting down - lorde

WHO || Fred Jr., Faye, Astrid, Taradiddle, Miles [Closed]
WHAT || CSI: London
WHERE || London, England
WHEN || Jan 12th, shortly before 4pm [forwarddated]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.

The murder the Knights are sent to investigate took place in an abandoned warehouse, near the largest highway in London. The aging and dilapidated structure is covered with graffiti and bits of rusting metal.

Squad cars and emergency vehicles have surrounded the building. Outside the main entrance, police officers are questioning a small crowd of people when the Knights arrive.

Fred parks the car, and looks across through the passenger window.

"Must be the place. Let's roll."

Comments

[nepotism]

"I just have no record of anyone coming in this late. The ... only person on staff at the moment is Dr. Fulbert."

[ she holds down a button on the desk and says: ]

"Dr. Fulbert? I have some... guests in the lobby who said they had an appointment?"

[ she looks back up at them ]

"He should just be a moment."

[reallywicked]

Thank you. That's perfect.

[She smooths a hand over her hair, looking relieved and glancing back to her teammates. She's just kind of winging it here and hopes that everyone is ready to commit to whatever cover she comes up with on the fly.

[nepotism]

[ dr. fulbert is a tall, slim man with disheveled hair. the pocket of his lab coat is burgeoning with pens and pencils, and he carries a clipboard overflowing with papers. his tone is affable as he comes out to greet them, extending a hand. ]

"Hello, I'm Dr. Fulbert. I understand there's some sort of scheduling mix-up. What can I do to help?"

[reallywicked]

Dr. Fulbert, hello. Suzan Armstrong. [She gestures back to the rest of the team.] These are some of my associates. It seems as though our appointment wasn't in your system. We were meant to have a tour of your facility, and to discuss the possibility of brokering a transaction. [Bluff 22. She steps up and takes his hand in both of hers, fingertips brushing the inside of his wrist as she gives him a smile and a bat of her eyelashes (cha 23).]

I appreciate you understanding and being so willing to help.

[nepotism]

[ he stares at her, looking down at her hand and flushing a bit. ]

"I, er, you're very welcome. But I'm-- I'm sorry, who do you represent?"

[reallywicked]

My father, John Armstrong- of Armstrong Unlimited? He's trying to give me a little more authority since he's so busy, and well...this is the first meeting I was supposed to set up on my own. You'll keep it between us that we had this little snag, won't you? [Bluff 16. She tries to cover her nerves with a small smile and a smooth movement of one hand, lightly running up along his arm (cha 17).]

[nepotism]

[ he seems to caught up in trying to place the name to really respond to her touch, drawing away slightly to adjust his glasses. ]

"The name isn't ringing any bells, but... perhaps he spoke to one of my associates. But, um... well, I suppose you can come inside for a moment, at least."

[ he moves to the door, and slides an access card to unlock it, leading them into a short hallway, and down to the door marked LAB. ]

"I'm afraid there's not much to see anywhere else - most of the space here is just offices, aside from the laboratory."

[reallywicked]

Well, that's where the important things happen, isn't it? [Internal backflips once that access card is swiped. Awh yeah. She follows after the doctor.]

[cuivre]

[So impressive, Faye. Miles follows suit, trailing after Faye and trying to get a good look at everything as they start to move into the lab. (spot 20 total)]

[pathology]

[who's fucking excited about getting to go into the lab? THIS BITCH. (also who is somewhat impressed? ... also this bitch.) (annnd spot 16)]

[godblessyou]

[Taradiddle slips in towards the back of the group, looking around curiously (spot 16). She's sort of looking for a good opportunity to slip away from the group and investigate without them cramping her style, but the whole access card thing makes that difficult.]

[nepotism]

[ this state of the art laboratory facility presents a stark contrast to the building's plain exterior. microscopes, medical equipment, chemicals, and tanks of liquid nitrogen dominate the spacious room. Three small electronic devices are lined up on a table, beeping quietly. ]

"This is where our work takes place."

[ Dr. Fulbert walks over to a large metal door emblazoned with biohazard signs. beside it is a glass window that reveals only a dim green glow from within the room. ]

"Our work here is quite exciting, as you will see."

[ He opens that metal door as well and ushers them into an immense, dimly lit room, holding the door open to wave them through. On the far side of the wall, Miles and Astrid immediately notice there are four large tubes filled with a greenish liquid. Three are empty, but inside the fourth floats a large beast that resembles nothing so much as a dinosaur in some form of hibernation. ]

[reallywicked]

[Stepping into the room, Faye is more focused on keeping up the persona and the act than anything else. Getting them in is part 1. Now she has to keep it up and get them out of there once they have information. This is a good start.]

It's your work we're so interested in, Dr Fulbert. How did you get start in this line of research?

[pathology]

[OMG FAYE IS ASKING THE WRONG QUESTIONS SHE NEEDS TO ASK ABOUT THIS FUCKING BADASS DINOSAUR THING. that so has to be the thing that killed whatshisface. while faye is busy ... being boring, astrid decides to take some initiative and sneak over for a closer look at it. (move silently 18)]

[nepotism]

[ fred is a lot less subtle, ok. ]

Are those... dinosaurs?

[ dr. fulbert looks up at them, smiling fondly. ]

"Amazing creatures, aren't they? I was always into paleontology as a boy, fascinated by Crichton's work... As many people are. But few dared to take it a step further."

[pathology]

[IF WE'RE ALL GOING TO ASK QUESTIONS NOW ... ]

But you did. Did you bioengineer this guy? [she motions to the dinosaur in the tube that she is now standing next to.]

[nepotism]

[ fred joins astrid in front of the cage, leaning forward to watch it bobbing. ]

"I did. I'm quite proud of my work here."

[ fred removes the collar from his pocket surreptitiously, showing it to astrid (sleight of hand 21). it's an exact match to the one currently on the dino in the tank. he raises his eyebrows at her, and then asks: ]

Where are the other three?

[ dr. fulbert's eyes narrow slightly... and faye might notice that his gaze cuts between astrid and fred - as he makes the spot check to see the tag in his hand anyway. ]

"... Ah. I had hoped to recapture the ones that escaped quietly, but your intrusion has ruined my plans. I'm so sorry... whoever you are."

[ moving with lightning speed for such an unathletic man, he reaches out to slam a hand against the door control and leaps out just as the door slams behind him with a hydraulic hiss, trapping them inside. ]

[reallywicked]

Hey! [Faye calls out as he moves, but she's too slow and only manages to pound her fists against the door.]

What the hell do you think you're doing?!

[godblessyou]

Uh... [Taradiddle draws her hooked hammer.]

Just gonna put out a guess but you should probably save your fists for hitting the dinosaurs we're trapped in with.

[pathology]

Dinosaur! One! Singular! [astrid is currently pissed as hell and PULLING OUT HER GUN LIKE R. KELLY. who also does so when pissed as hell.]

[cuivre]

[Wow, that sure happened fast. Guess who was distracted by holy shit dinosaurs.]

Any chance there's a second exit?

[As he looks around for something resembling one. Even an air duct, maybe? (Spot 15)]

[nepotism]

[ there is absolutely nothing in the way of a vent. that can not be osha-certified. ]

Faye, move. [ fred slams his shoulder against the door (str 10), but then winces, basically only succeeding in hurting himself. ] Shit.

[ through the safety glass beside the door, they can see dr. fulbert reach a control panel and slap a button. behind them, the fourth tube slides open, some green liquid sloshing out.

one reptilian eye opens, dilating as it notices them all. the creature looks like this, complete with goopy feathers. ]

[reallywicked]

[Faye manages to step aside just in time just as Fred slams against the door.]

Nice one, muscles. [She pulls out her gun and levels it for the glass that the damn doctor is now behind and pulls the trigger (attack 21). it's probably bullet proof, but wow she is not thinking about that okay.]

[cuivre]

[And because I never established him as carrying any kind of weapon, and he's not much of a shooter, Miles will look around for something potentially sharp so he doesn't have to...punch the dinosaur. (Spot 17).]

[herebemonsters]

[ there are dissection tools on one table that would count for knife stats. the dinosaur slowly rises up on its haunches, shaking off its slumber and disorientation, and starts to pick its way out of the tube slowly.

those who gets a 15+ on their spot sees dr. fulbert grab a beeping device off a table and fleeing out the door. ]