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Sunday, 15 March 1925.

Posted by The KeeperFor group 0
Cynthia Jane Holloway
player, 141 posts
Dilettante
Globetrotting Free Spirit
Sat 25 Feb 2012
at 03:14
  • msg #61

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

Cynthia can only hear murmuring voices down below, and frankly, she's getting antsy. "Everything alright down there?"
Imran Singh
player, 83 posts
Decorated Ex-Soldier
Loyal Sikh Manservant
Sat 25 Feb 2012
at 11:20
  • msg #62

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

"No! Everything is all wrong down here!" Singh's voice floats up the stairs to Cynthia. There is a quaver and a pitch to it that she has never heard before.

In the darkness, in the water, Singh tears his gaze from the imposibility of that face, that head. Doing his best to keep the light steady, he bites the knuckle of his revolver hand to stop the awful moan that tries to escape his throat.
Cynthia Jane Holloway
player, 142 posts
Dilettante
Globetrotting Free Spirit
Sat 25 Feb 2012
at 12:03
  • msg #63

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

Cynthia considers that for a bit. "Do you .... do you need something?"
Count Sigismund Bathony
player, 94 posts
Antiquarian Book Dealer
Owner Abingdon Rare Books
Sat 25 Feb 2012
at 21:08
  • msg #64

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925


From further in the room the Count tries to offer reassurance at hearing the change in Mr Singhs voice.

"Everything is in hand here Mr Singh if you would like a breath of fresh air I am sure the inspector could hold the torch."
The Keeper
GM, 344 posts
Tony Stroppa
Wed 29 Feb 2012
at 10:34
  • msg #65

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

In reply to Count Sigismund Bathony (msg #64):

The Detective Sergeant had, however, declined to enter the basement. In fact, he had walked around to the front of the house to make sure no one disturbed them, like the PC (Police Constable) who was stationed there but currently having his dinner. Because these were row houses, Darlington was forced to walk around the end of the alley, then back down the street.

Cynthia was quite alone upstairs in the charred remains of the kitchen in the destroyed house. She heard a noise out in the lane, as if someone had banged into a rubbish bin. She couldn't see the lane because of the high 9 foot wall that surrounded the rear yard.
Imran Singh
player, 84 posts
Decorated Ex-Soldier
Loyal Sikh Manservant
Wed 29 Feb 2012
at 11:23
  • msg #66

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

Singh silently repeated a mantra that had never failed to calm him in the trenches. Obviously, the heat of the fire had terribly disfigured the old woman's face.

"No, sir, I am quite well," he forced his voice to sound normal, "Where would you like the light?"

As always, he would do his duty.
Cynthia Jane Holloway
player, 144 posts
Dilettante
Globetrotting Free Spirit
Wed 29 Feb 2012
at 13:58
  • msg #67

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

Cynthia steps a little closer to the hole and waits. The men downstairs should be done soon, the Detective would return in a moment. The banging was almost certainly just a stray cat anyway.
Count Sigismund Bathony
player, 96 posts
Antiquarian Book Dealer
Owner Abingdon Rare Books
Wed 29 Feb 2012
at 18:40
  • msg #68

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925


"To the back if you wouldn't mind, or you could try defusing the light off the ceiling to see if that helps."

The Count continued his search of the basement.
The Keeper
GM, 345 posts
Tony Stroppa
Sat 3 Mar 2012
at 12:14
  • msg #69

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

Fortunately, Bathony avoided impaling a foot on a nail or jabbing himself with a sharp object. Unfortunately, it was clear that whatever secrets Mrs. Shipley had been hiding were buried here, under the rubble. It would take a crew several days, if not weeks, of hard work to clear the debris.

Upstairs, Cynthia heard an engine sound as a vehicle drove up the rear lane. It stopped by the rear gate, and the gate opened.
Imran Singh
player, 85 posts
Decorated Ex-Soldier
Loyal Sikh Manservant
Sat 3 Mar 2012
at 12:33
  • msg #70

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

"Are we finished down here, Count?" Singh wonders where the artist Shipley might be. He is relieved that they didn't find Phil, but knows he could be buried in the rubble. He is anxious to return to the surface.
Cynthia Jane Holloway
player, 145 posts
Dilettante
Globetrotting Free Spirit
Sat 3 Mar 2012
at 13:47
  • msg #71

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

Cynthia perks at the sound of the intruder. Wanting to avoid alerting the visitor, she tosses a heavy rock into the hole (not at the gentlemen, but somewhere they'll hear it), then ducks behind the remains of one of the walls, beside a pile of rubble.
Count Sigismund Bathony
player, 97 posts
Antiquarian Book Dealer
Owner Abingdon Rare Books
Sat 3 Mar 2012
at 22:07
  • msg #72

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

Imran Singh:
"Are we finished down here, Count?" Singh wonders where the artist Shipley might be. He is relieved that they didn't find Phil, but knows he could be buried in the rubble. He is anxious to return to the surface.


Scanning the mountain of rubble before him the Count says back;

"Yes it would seem so Mr Singh, I don't believe I can move further in. Now what should we do with Mrs Shipley ?"
This message was lightly edited by the player at 22:07, Sat 03 Mar 2012.
Imran Singh
player, 86 posts
Decorated Ex-Soldier
Loyal Sikh Manservant
Sat 3 Mar 2012
at 23:07
  • msg #73

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

As a rock ricochets off a step to ker=ploonk in the water, Singh turns and looks up toward the kitchen. "Leave her," he says and starts up the stair.
The Keeper
GM, 346 posts
Tony Stroppa
Sun 4 Mar 2012
at 05:05
  • msg #74

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

The sound of an idling engine filled the rear garden as the gate opened.

John-Marc stuck his head in the door. He called out, "ah hello? Anyone here? Cynthia, Mr. Singh, Count?"

A vehicle door slammed behind him in the alley, indicating he wasn't alone.
Count Sigismund Bathony
player, 98 posts
Antiquarian Book Dealer
Owner Abingdon Rare Books
Sun 4 Mar 2012
at 07:33
  • msg #75

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925


The Count makes his way back to the body of Mrs Shipley. He examines it checking any pockets, he then makes a final scan of the basement. As he waited to exit up the stairs he turned to Mr Singh;

"Thank you Mr Singh your help was steadfast."
Cynthia Jane Holloway
player, 146 posts
Dilettante
Globetrotting Free Spirit
Mon 5 Mar 2012
at 15:08
  • msg #76

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

Hearing John-Marc, Cynthia steps out from hiding. "Oh, thank goodness. You had me jumping at shadows. The men are just finishing up their search downstairs. They've found something, but they haven't told me what."
John-Marc Falcon
NPC, 67 posts
Former Flt. Lt., RAF
Aeronautical Pioneer
Wed 7 Mar 2012
at 09:58
  • msg #77

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

In reply to Cynthia Jane Holloway (msg #76):

John-Marc advanced into the overgrown garden, Webley drawn. He carefully checked over the area, searching for anyone or anything.

"Did you see anyone around? I thought I saw someone in the alley when we came around, I can't be sure."

He put away his pistol, looking dubiously at the high surrounding walls. "I can only imagine whatever they found, it's pretty bloody dreadful."

"I've taken it upon myself to bring my friend Karlhienz into London, along with my truck. We've been looking at flats and houses to let all morning, a friend of mine's been looking on my behalf for the last couple days. We've found a couple that are somewhat expensive but should prove handy, in case we want to move to someplace safer and less exposed than the hotel. If people are tailing us, maybe even grabbed Phil, that might be advisable, eh?"

Imran Singh
player, 87 posts
Decorated Ex-Soldier
Loyal Sikh Manservant
Wed 7 Mar 2012
at 11:05
  • msg #78

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

Singh steps aside and keeps the light trained on the stair. Once the Baron is past, he follows, sliding on the safety of his revolver and placing it in his overcoat pocket.

He is grateful to emerge into the comparative openness of the ruined kitchen and to see Falcon talking to Cynthia. He extinguishes the torch and places it in his other pocket. Balance, that is the key.
Cynthia Jane Holloway
player, 147 posts
Dilettante
Globetrotting Free Spirit
Wed 7 Mar 2012
at 15:40
  • msg #79

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

"No, I haven't seen anyone." As the two gentlemen come up from below, Cynthia waits eagerly for new. "What did you find? Any sign of Phil?"
Count Sigismund Bathony
player, 99 posts
Antiquarian Book Dealer
Owner Abingdon Rare Books
Wed 7 Mar 2012
at 18:32
  • msg #80

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

Cynthia Jane Holloway:
"No, I haven't seen anyone." As the two gentlemen come up from below, Cynthia waits eagerly for new. "What did you find? Any sign of Phil?"


Back in the fresh air the Count let out a long breath:

"No sign at all, but even if he was there it would be near impossible to recover him, sorry"
The Keeper
GM, 348 posts
Tony Stroppa
Fri 9 Mar 2012
at 19:15
  • msg #81

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

John-Marc went out the gate to talk to Karlheinz. The truck still idled.

In a moment, Detective Sergeant (DS) Darlington came into the yard.
Albert Darlington
NPC, 78 posts
Detective Sergeant
Metropolitan Police
Fri 9 Mar 2012
at 19:22
  • msg #82

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

DS Darlington entered the ruins of the kitchen in the rear of the ruined house.

Nodding to the investigators at the top of the stairs, he took possession of the torch and shined it down to the dankness below. The beam played over the corpse of what they could only assume was Mrs. Shipley, or a Naga that decided to play cross-dresser in her clothing.

"'Ello, wot do we 'ave 'ere? Narsty stuff. Did you lot make an identification of that poor soul... wot the devil.... OH MY DEAR GOD! It's a monster! It's not bloody 'uman! WOT IS IT?"

In shock and fright, he continued to play the torch's yellow beam on the misshapen corpse in the brackish water at the bottom of the stairs.
Imran Singh
player, 88 posts
Decorated Ex-Soldier
Loyal Sikh Manservant
Fri 9 Mar 2012
at 21:00
  • msg #83

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

"I believe the fire and heat have horribly disfigured Mrs. Shipley, Detective. What else could it be?"
Count Sigismund Bathony
player, 100 posts
Antiquarian Book Dealer
Owner Abingdon Rare Books
Sat 10 Mar 2012
at 04:05
  • msg #84

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

Imran Singh:
"I believe the fire and heat have horribly disfigured Mrs. Shipley, Detective. What else could it be?"


The Count said nothing to Mr Singh, he had found in the past it was better not to force people's perceptions of reality.

"Well if there was anything hidden down there it will stay that was for some time."

He looks down at his shoes and the muck covering them. Mite be recoverable he thinks to himself.
Cynthia Jane Holloway
player, 148 posts
Dilettante
Globetrotting Free Spirit
Sun 11 Mar 2012
at 10:51
  • msg #85

Re: Sunday, 15 March 1925

Cynthia looks at Mr. Singh and arches an eyebrow, but bites her tongue. "Anything else you think we can accomplish here? Or should we be going?"
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