Re: Chapter 1.2- Meetings and Murders
Colin: The man does not respond, merely stares at you for a long moment, then he turns and backs into the shadows, slowly, never turning his back on you. He disappears around a corner quickly, but you see something drop at the edge of one of the streetlamps. Upon closer inspection your heart starts to pound. It is the remnants of a bloody hand. A woman's it looks like.
Kimi: Um-no t-thank you. He stammers. You get the feeling by the way he looks at you he has something of a spark for you, though he is the nervous type anyway. I just didn't know who else to talk to. If I'm wrong, I don't want to waste Mr. Westbrook's time. He shakes his head, pacing a bit. It's j-just, well, I think I saw someone acting s-strangely. They didn't see me, but they were acting suspicious- No. Nevermind. I'm sure I was just being presumptuous. S-sorry to have bothered you. He starts to leave as quickly as he came, but clearly the boy has some concerns about something, and what with Westbrook on edge about traitors, you can't help but be curious.
John: She looks you back straight in the eyes, her expression almost challenging. This is a woman who appears to have a chip on her shoulder. She actually looks a bit disappointed that you took her criticism so easily. After a moment though she seems to relax a bit and she gives a shrug. Well, I suppose some good should come from me waiting in the rain for an hour for you. She sniffs drily. Follow me. She leads you into the warehouse, which she unlocks, and after showing you down a secret hatch she leads you down a ladder into some remarkably well constructed tunnels. They have electric lighting and cobblestone floors. As she walks she talks, though you get the feeling if she had her way she'd be silent. Have you heard of Baal? Long story short, there is a secret cult that worships him and they are trying to literally put hell on earth. You, and some others like you, have been chosen to investigate and hopefully stop him. Sorry if this seems blunt or rushed, but you would have had the much grander presentation if you had been on time. She gives you a critical scowl.