Re: MORITURI TE SALUTANT!! [S!4]
04-24-2012, 08:49 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Solaris.
Chad paused for a moment to asses the woman(?) in front of him and the situation in general. On the floor there was the naked skeleton and a male's set of clothes. The woman was obviously female, but her face didn't seem to fit the same way. Yes, it was feminine, but it also felt masculine. There were a few conclusions that he could draw from this, but he elected to keep them to himself, and instead try to investigate. He bowed a little and put his gloved hand backwards, sending a small flame back in the door, as a way to tell Bo to scram for a moment, while saying, "Oh, Pardon me, you see..."
<font color="#93001C">As Chad began to trail off, Sam got a good look of himself(?) and realized that yes, he did look like a woman. Looking back at Chad, Sam ascertained that with his glove and his clothes, and his general manner, he was another one of the eight that the Haruspex had taken. While she did look a bit out of place what with the skeleton and the clothes (especially those sunglasses, damn they looked nice), there wasn't any reasonable way that he could know her true identity. As a result, Sam thought it would be best to try to weasel out some information before deciding how to proceed.
"Ah, but where are my manners. My name is James Apollon. I was... thrust into this mansion against my will and I couldn't help but notice that you were in a bad situation. Do you think that you are going need any more help?"
There was something about the inflection that made Sam wince a little. While his lovely smile and elegant tone gave the image of a knight, who did save her (how'd she fall for the same trap twice), his words seemed to serve more to remind him that she was in his debt than as a genuine offer for aid. And those sunglasses didn't help. They were very good ones too, Sam wondered how they would feel...
Snapping herself back to reality, Sam replied, sucking up his suspicions, "Why, as a matter of fact, I was wondering if I could take a look at your sunglasses?"
"That... isn't quite what I had in mind. I'm sorry, but they stay here."
"Oh come on, why are you even wearing those at night... do you have a secret?"
"Don't we all? And what use would they be to you in at night, hmm? You seem awfully interested in clothing, you've been clutching to your coat, it isn't that cold, is it?"
"Well maybe I could stand to be a bit warmer, eh?" Sam, or rather Sam as Sir Gregory leaned a bit closer to Chad, giving off an uncomfortable grin.
Chad slowly pushed Sam away, only for the latter to go back in, to his chagrin.
He sighed. "Look. We shouldn't waste much more time here."
"But whyyy?"
With a defeated groan, Chad leaned forward and whispered something into Sam's ear.
"Oh." Visibly shaken by the others words, Sam recomposed some of himself.
"Alright then, now that we have that settled, let's go find some treasure."
Memories of Sir Gregory's somewhat short lived expedition had slowly been tricking in. Sam had an idea of where she had gone and not gone, and with the fiery muscle at his side, they were going to finish the job. "I think that the room wouldn't be as dangerous if there wasn't something here."
"If I were to hide treasure, it would be lower, not higher. However, I haven't been able to find an entrance to the basement yet. Maybe it's here?"
"Hmm, I saw one of the ghosts slip through that wall."
Chad knocked on the wall with his glove, leaning against it to test if it was hollow. The wall sounded thin, but not quite enough to break down.
"So we have the entrance, we just need to find the switch."
"Well the trap is around here, now that I know about it, I should be able to figure out what I did wrong. Then we could open the door."
Chad smirked lifting up his gloved hand. "Oooor, we could just brute force it."
*snap*</font>
Chad paused for a moment to asses the woman(?) in front of him and the situation in general. On the floor there was the naked skeleton and a male's set of clothes. The woman was obviously female, but her face didn't seem to fit the same way. Yes, it was feminine, but it also felt masculine. There were a few conclusions that he could draw from this, but he elected to keep them to himself, and instead try to investigate. He bowed a little and put his gloved hand backwards, sending a small flame back in the door, as a way to tell Bo to scram for a moment, while saying, "Oh, Pardon me, you see..."
<font color="#93001C">As Chad began to trail off, Sam got a good look of himself(?) and realized that yes, he did look like a woman. Looking back at Chad, Sam ascertained that with his glove and his clothes, and his general manner, he was another one of the eight that the Haruspex had taken. While she did look a bit out of place what with the skeleton and the clothes (especially those sunglasses, damn they looked nice), there wasn't any reasonable way that he could know her true identity. As a result, Sam thought it would be best to try to weasel out some information before deciding how to proceed.
"Ah, but where are my manners. My name is James Apollon. I was... thrust into this mansion against my will and I couldn't help but notice that you were in a bad situation. Do you think that you are going need any more help?"
There was something about the inflection that made Sam wince a little. While his lovely smile and elegant tone gave the image of a knight, who did save her (how'd she fall for the same trap twice), his words seemed to serve more to remind him that she was in his debt than as a genuine offer for aid. And those sunglasses didn't help. They were very good ones too, Sam wondered how they would feel...
Snapping herself back to reality, Sam replied, sucking up his suspicions, "Why, as a matter of fact, I was wondering if I could take a look at your sunglasses?"
"That... isn't quite what I had in mind. I'm sorry, but they stay here."
"Oh come on, why are you even wearing those at night... do you have a secret?"
"Don't we all? And what use would they be to you in at night, hmm? You seem awfully interested in clothing, you've been clutching to your coat, it isn't that cold, is it?"
"Well maybe I could stand to be a bit warmer, eh?" Sam, or rather Sam as Sir Gregory leaned a bit closer to Chad, giving off an uncomfortable grin.
Chad slowly pushed Sam away, only for the latter to go back in, to his chagrin.
He sighed. "Look. We shouldn't waste much more time here."
"But whyyy?"
With a defeated groan, Chad leaned forward and whispered something into Sam's ear.
"Oh." Visibly shaken by the others words, Sam recomposed some of himself.
"Alright then, now that we have that settled, let's go find some treasure."
Memories of Sir Gregory's somewhat short lived expedition had slowly been tricking in. Sam had an idea of where she had gone and not gone, and with the fiery muscle at his side, they were going to finish the job. "I think that the room wouldn't be as dangerous if there wasn't something here."
"If I were to hide treasure, it would be lower, not higher. However, I haven't been able to find an entrance to the basement yet. Maybe it's here?"
"Hmm, I saw one of the ghosts slip through that wall."
Chad knocked on the wall with his glove, leaning against it to test if it was hollow. The wall sounded thin, but not quite enough to break down.
"So we have the entrance, we just need to find the switch."
"Well the trap is around here, now that I know about it, I should be able to figure out what I did wrong. Then we could open the door."
Chad smirked lifting up his gloved hand. "Oooor, we could just brute force it."
*snap*</font>