Play@YSDC

<r>Hey all,<br/> <br/> I'm sorry to say that I'm going to have to leave the campaign, at least for now. I've already discussed it in private with Raiko. A new player is waiting to join and I am cool with letting him play Thomas for at least the remainder of the NY chapter. I have considerably enjoye...

Thomas lights a cigarette and stays silent for a few moments, thinking carefully. "I might as well attend the "party"." he says. "I doubt I'll be having any fun there, but that's ok with me. In a way I want to go to Harlem but I'd probably just make Johnny get noticed. He's...

"Allan." corrects Thomas , simply ignoring the comment about how he shouldn't have been investigating. "The shop's called The JuJu Shop, in Harlem." (he gives the address) "We pretty much got there by chance. We took the glasses, otherwise we figured they would have seen'em ...

"His name's Mick Taylor. Our office got ransacked while he was, by coincidence, working late that same night. I haven't heard from him since then. By chance, we found his glasses lying around in the shop I'm talking about. They didn't get there magically."

"Yeah, thanks Liz." says Thomas , trying to shake off his gloomy mood. He knew being sulky and irritable was totally unproductive, so he thought he might as well stop now. Now was not a time to let personal feelings get in the way of efficiency. Thomas sits on a couch in the living room, a...

"It's worth a shot." says Thomas, a bit disillusioned at the moment.

<r>I agree, it's better to spend time off this way, both to keep the players around and also to let them keep roleplaying. <br/> <br/> I also firmly believe that roleplaying is more interesting when it's at least slightly conflictual (and it's more realistic too) so that we have both the main storyl...

Thomas smokes and looks rather moody and deep in thought during the whole car trip. His desire to find his friend was impairing his ability to act to the fullest of his possibilities, and was making him act too impulsive, and he was annoyed at himself for it. While working, he was used to precision...

"Sure." says Thomas, slowly drinking his coffee. "I'll go."

"I don't trust cops." says Thomas . "They're more interested in their own profit than in the justice and order they're supposed to be enforcing. That being said, the cops already know about us, and so do the JuJu folks, so telling the cops couldn't make the situation worse than it alr...

"I can't see where else he would be." says Thomas , in response to those asking about his partner. "The shopkeeper keeps the key around his neck. I'm not sure how we could go about obtaining it stealthily, since if the shopkeeper is around, then so should the rest of their group. So u...

Thomas just takes his hat off and sits down. He looks irritated and slightly weary.

He doesn't say a word except "Hey." and will answer "Not too bad." if he is asked how it went. He figures he has talked enough for now and will let others do the talking.

"I had personal reasons for going there as fast as possible. You already know that." says Thomas , now getting slightly irritated. "If you decide you don't want me to go there by myself, that's swell and I appreciate the concern. But don't blame it on me if it ends up not working out....

"I agree with you one hundred percent, Maksim." says Thomas . "I'm not a man to dodge responsibility. I was answering Andrei's quip about the "stupid plan". If it was indeed so obviously stupid, like I told him, he wasn't forced to come. Some of us made that choice and staye...

Thomas lights a cigarette and, likely, avoids speaking to Andrei, preferring to lean against a wall and let Caroline do the talking.

"You know, just because you've had a bad day, that's still no free ticket to lose your good manners." says Thomas , possibly in an effort to annoy Andrei by being overtly calm. "Good manners are free. Everybody can have them. Just a minute ago you were ranting about talking things thr...

"Settle down, pal." answers Thomas . His tone is angry but he makes an effort to not raise his voice. "You're not the one whose friend and business partner is probably trapped or buried somewhere in that shop's cellar, are you? You ever think of that? Last time I checked I did not for...

Thomas reluctantly jumps into the car. It doesn't seem like a good idea to him, especially as the driver is covered with blood and shattered glass... but running away on foot sounds like an even worse idea.

"Ok, what exactly happened?" he asks.

Thomas runs in the car horn's direction, while making sure the three of them remain as a group.

Thomas gets up, swearing to himself and losing his cool for a moment. He had tried to be as discreet as possible so that Silas wouldn't notice anything weird about their group, but it had obviously failed, for a yet unknown reason. Hopefully a valid one. What is that son of a bitch up to? Thomas ex...