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knightsoflegend2014-05-20 08:22 pm
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pembrokeshire ♔ the day has come where i have died

WHO || Lydia Martin, Alaric Saltzman, Helen Magnus, Rose Hathaway, Sydney Bristow
WHAT || A couple of knights take a short trip west to investigate reports of Shadowkind deaths.
WHERE || Police Station, Pembrokeshire, Wales
WHEN || May 20th
HOW || Actionspam
The briefing was simple and direct: a string of disappearing Shadowkind centered around a small farming town in Wales. The Karthur Institute wasn't called in until the local authorities got reports of incessant, blood-curdling screams coming from a barn just past the edge of town. They found a girl curled in the corner there, screaming her lungs out, shaking, and looking like she'd been running around the forest alone for days.
They also found the five bodies of their missing townspeople in the barn.
They tell the knights (and thus, Wynn tells them) that the girl is in police custody, but they don't tell them that she's pinned in a cell. They've fed her and given her a coat by now, but the deputy is quick to alert Helen, Rose, Sydney, and Alaric as they arrive of the bad news.
"She hasn't shut up since we put her in there." He glances back over his shoulder, toward the lock-up. "Not screamin', just wanting to know who they were." He looks back at the knights, grim. "Don't think she's got any idea how she got out there. I don't have it in me to tell her I don't either; wherever she's rom, it inn't Pembrokeshire."

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eddie takes the photograph from sydney and looks it over dubiously, listening to her tale. he looks from it to sydney, then to rose, then back to sydney. ]
You sure this photograph's of your ancestors, darling? How far back is it you're looking?
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[ with her bluff of 12, lydia is not doing anyone any favors.
eddie hands the photograph back, looking between them as if he's trying to decide how they're related. lydia and sydney are easy sells. finally he settles on a further question: you ladies come all this way on your own? ]
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[ he doesn't look thrilled by the notion. he glances between them for a moment longer, then smiles fully. ]
You ladies sit right here, I'll be back in just a minute. I've got a map you can use to get to the old Braddock place. That's them there in the photo.
[ he turns and disappears into the back, and lydia turns to sydney with a look somewhere between confused and concerned. ]
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(Bluff ... LMMFAO Nat 20. Seriously. Pictures. Nobody will believe it otherwise).
Muttered.] If I keep smiling like this my face is going to start cramping.
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Something's wrong.
[ she moves closer to the back door (move silently 26) to see if she can hear anything. ]
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[ Lydia is doing her slightly hysterical whisper-shouting.
Out back, Sydney can hear Eddie asking someone what he should do about them. ]
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[So not helpful Rose, though despite her light tone she does whisper and has one hand on her hip, ready to draw if necessary.
She's a smartass, she's not stupid.]
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He sure is staying back there for a long time. After a minute or so of awkward silence, Lydia's eyebrows raise and she looks between Rose and Sydney. ]
... I don't think he's coming back.
[ wis 17. ]
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The door that leads outside from the back room is immediately opposite the door into the main storefront that Sydney opened, and she doesn't need any kind of spot check to notice that it is cracked. :)
Rose doesn't notice anything going on outside except Ric and Helen chilling in the car. ]
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Stay close - just in case. [Thrown back to Lydia as she starts to follow in Sydney's wake.]
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Lydia more or less looks like she thinks this is the worst plan ever, but she doesn't have much of a choice but to follow with surprising aptitude in her freaking high heels (dex 13).
Sydney and Rose round the corner into the alley together and a spot check of 12+ can see a van rattling out of the right side of the alley and making a right—back in the direction of where Helen and Ric are waiting in the main road. ]
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He opens the car door to vacate the vehicle, because there's not a lot he can do from the back seat. But he's watching the side of the building in case someone comes out and he needs to tackle a bitch. He's not expecting a van (wisdom 6).]
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She does however try to get a look at the number-plate, in case they have to play a game of knock knock knocking on cannibals doors, if the car does get away. (Spot 28.)]
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Rose manages to catch the license plate number before it disappears from view. 998-XJS. I'm pretending European license plate numbers follow the same conventions as American ones. Fight me. Lydia doesn't even bother trying to run to the end of the alley's mouth, knowing her foot speed can't match a car. She throws her hands up. ]
Seriously?
[ She hesitates after the question, looking briefly perplexed, but no sooner has her hand gone to her head than she slumps, unconscious, to the ground. Errybody in the alley needs to make a will save. ]
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tho go Ric for not getting hit by the car.]Don't worry I got the - Lydia?! [ (Also, Will Save 22) ]
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Anyway. Rose gets a split second to see the symbol before its effects pervade, and sleep overtakes her as well. Comin' 4 u, Syd. ]
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