RE: We Sons Of Daley (TWS)
03-25-2012, 06:17 AM
(03-13-2012, 09:48 PM)Gnauga Wrote: »Ask Alice a little more about the Councilman. Does he possess any powers? Or is he a null?"So what kind of power can we expect from him?" you ask Alice, quietly.
"None, as far as I'm aware; not a surprise, he's twice our age. He might have some ki? I've never bothered to check. Then again, I've never been in this situation before." She sits on the couch provided and kicks back.
You take a chair and balance on it, using the arm like a backrest. It's surprisingly comfortable. Around the room are various old posters; some talk about JURY DUTY, but most of them seem to indicate this was some kind of LIBRARY, once upon a time. The empty RECESSES and faint SCORCH MARKS only serve to reinforce this notion.
"Does he have support?"
"Sure he does." She pulls out your duster and keeps working on it while she talks. "Or did you miss all those armed guards?"
"So trying empathy is-"
"Probably a bad idea," she nods.
"How long is this gonna take?"
"Hm? Well, if he's busy doing administration and things, it might be until the end of the day." She takes out the knife again, and you can see it refract the meager light in the waiting room. "Frankly, if he's paying for the meal, possibly a room, I've got no problems. We might want to bathe, though."
Oh. Right. That... 'Clean' thing. You get up and look for a wash-basin or something. You find one and start using some of the SOAP you have to at least look PRESENTABLE; then note to Alice, "There's a cold-water pump they've put in over there."
(03-18-2012, 04:40 AM)btp Wrote: »I guess juggle more if they keep you waiting.
Spoiler
You go ahead and do this, running through plenty of other things involving sleight of hand.
Spoiler
It takes about an hour before you're called back in to the councilman's office.
Now that you have the opportunity to take a closer look...
The office is something of a large public hall. The concrete-linoleum mix has decayed, leaving only heavy dust where there were probably grand designs. There's only one place where the seal of the city is seen, and that's at the COUNCILMAN'S DESK.
There were a few armed guards before, but he has apparently asked them to leave. "So. Yous the shadow-walker?" He's looking at Alice.
"Yes, Councilman."
"Good. I got a job for yas- I want you to find my daughter." He sighs, and slumps against the desk, and suddenly looks every day of his fifty years, in a tailored suit that suddenly seems a little too big for him.
"... Do you have any idea where she is?" You ask.
"'Course I do. Wasn't hard to put together. Guy called himself a merchant, worked up and down the Hudson and Delaware. Says his main concern was in West Penn."
"So... Why can't you do this yourself?" You ask, because he did walk right into that question.
He laughs. "Yous new in New Yawk, ain'tcha? Listen. I'm pretty sure I got the biggest force in the Boroughs. Forty guys."
You suppress a guffaw before motioning him to continue. "Hold on, I wanna see what's so funny."
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