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Alan nodded.

"Yes. She claimed that something was pursuing her. Something not human. From what I gathered, she's never been on any drugs, nothing else that could cause these. I believe that the Morpheus is responsible, but at the moment, that's just guesswork."

OOC,Dang it, never mind that, I apparently heard them do it. Alan remembered back to what he had heard when they arrested him. Brian Anderson , you're under arrest for attempted murder, possession and sale of illegal drugs, assaulting a police officer, resisting arrest, and generally being a comple...

OOC,Keeper, small question. I just thought of a technicality that could easily get him off unless I'm missing something. The Miranda Warnings were issued in 1966, three years before the time in the setting. It'd be fairly new and easy to forget, and the cops didn't exactly seem the overly competent...

Alan took the man's hand, shaking it a few times.

"Good to meet you Nathaniel. I'm Alan Gains, Brian's lawyer. I do hope I'm not intruding."

Alan stood in a corner, trying to avoid being in the way. The priest was here to see Brian. Alan, by contrast, was mainly here on the off-chance that he could get anything more done tonight.

"Thank you very much, Officer."

Alan walked back to the interview room. He didn't enter it immediately; he wanted to see this priest when he arrived.

"Alright. I'll go tell the office boys that the conclusion of our legal matters requires a chat with your priest. That should let him in without giving them an opening to take you away first."

Alan was barely concealing a grin. He hadn't even been sure that this would work.

"He should be here about now, I think, if you used your call now. Do you want me around when you talk to him, or should I give you a little privacy, if he's shown up now?"

"Without evidence of said crime, they can't hold you here for more than three days. If they try to pick you up for anything illegal you were carrying, I can get it thrown out in a second. If we can make bail, you can be out of here in a blink. I don't know if you want to call your father; you k...

"Alright. Assuming he really is nuts, I can definitely get you off of the attempted murder charge. The drugs probably won't be a problem. And I might even be able to get your thermos back. Unless something goes dreadfully wrong, I might be able to get you cleared of all charges."

Brian Case: Strange old man. Find him soon.

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Alan sat there, trying to puzzle it out, and found that it was next to impossible.

"Does this old man have a name? Do you know him at all?"

"Wait a minute!" said Brian , standing. "I helped you, now you gotta help me! I didn't even get to tell you about what happened to me! Okay, I had the drugs, but this attempted murder charge is completely trumped up! I never met that crazy old man before in my life, and I've never tr...

No use in trying to save Brian.

Alan nodded, then stood up.

"Thank you for your information. I think I've got everything I need for now. Can you think of anything else I might need to know?"

Causes vivid, if non-memorable, dreams. "That makes it much simpler. If they don't know what it is, I think I can get it back to your father. Thanks. Now, let's get to your case. Aside from the Morpheus, which they'll probably think is just some milk, what else did you have on you? I came in a...

Alan thanks every god he could think of, then returned to business. The drug is called "Morpheus". "I'll see what I can do about the thermos. It's evidence in a criminal trial, though, so it'll be tough to get immediately. Do you know anything about the effects of this 'Morpheus'?&qu...

OOC,Roll(1d100)+0: 5,+0 Total:5. I want to dedicate this roll to God, because THAT is the only possible explaination. :P Alan nodded. "Honestly. I was walking back from doing some work and I saw what was happening. I don't think you're a bad guy, and I think you can help me with my current cas...

" Emily Simmons ?" said Brian , thinking. "No, doesn't ring a bell. How the hell could you possibly be my lawyer anyway? You can't be a public defender. You wouldn't have been assigned this quick." "I'm getting to that. Anyway, this young woman came into my office today and...

Alan chuckled at that.

"Yeah, I know. To be honest, I can't really blame you. Again, honestly, I wouldn't even be here if a girl called Emily Simmons hadn't walked into my office today. You know her? She asked me for my help."

Alan sighed, fighting off the urge to get angry at the young man. Looking back, he had moved in a little too quickly. "Look before you leap" had never been an saying he'd kept close to his heart. Still, he needed to give it another go. " Brian , might I point something out? Were I wi...

OOC,Roll(1d100)+0: 97,+0 Total:97 His skills are failing him now, it seems. Alan tried to affect a calming tone, hoping to wind the boy down a little, but he was not entirely sure he'd done a good enough job of it. "True, and now you've got someone offering you help. Do you want to rot in here...