IC-Chapter 1-Holy Holy(Father Levington/Harry Sawyer)

[Mr. Handy]

"He's about my height and weight," said Brian, "but he's got black hair, not blond like mine. He put on a Phillies cap to cover it, though. That's how he was able to fool those guys into thinking he was me. Gary's a big Phillies fan."

[TheAlchemist]

"Alright. I'm going to see if I can't find your friend."

Levington grabs a pad of paper from his desk.

"Here's my home phone number. Just in case you have to leave the church for some reason. I should be back in a couple of hours."

[Mr. Handy]

"Thanks," said Brian, taking the paper. "And Father...be careful."

Nathaniel went back outside to his car.

OOC,One of the other PCs is currently with [b]Gary[/b], but you're a few hours ahead of him, so there may be some delay. His player hasn't posted in a few weeks, though, so I may end up NPCing him to speed him up past that point if he takes too long to return.

[TheAlchemist]

OOC,No worries. I'll be about.

[Mr. Handy]

Alpha Epsilon Pi Fraternity House, University of Pennsylvania - Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
9:00 PM - Thursday, July 17, 1969

Father Nathaniel Levington followed Brian's directions to the Alpha Episilon Pi house, a three-story building with ivy-coated brick walls.

[TheAlchemist]

Before approaching the door, Levington takes a look around for any suspicious lurkers.

[Mr. Handy]

Nathaniel saw nobody else around. He walked up to the door and tried it, but he found that it was locked.

[TheAlchemist]

Levington knocks loudly.

[Mr. Handy]

After a minute's wait, a young man with straight brown hair opened the door. He was well-dressed, with black slacks, a white shirt, and a maroon tie. "Can I help you, sir?" he asked.

[TheAlchemist]

"Hi there," Levington says. "My name is Nathaniel, and I'm looking for a young man named Gary Brown. I was told he lives here. I was hoping to speak with him about a mutual friend of ours."

[Mr. Handy]

"Yeah, he does live here," said the young man. "A couple of plainclothes cops came by looking for him a few hours ago and spooked him. He fled and got away. Nobody's seen him since."

[TheAlchemist]

"What made you think they were cops?" Levington asked.

[Mr. Handy]

"Well, when the first one showed up, I didn't know," said the man. "He spun some cock and bull story about coming here to tell Gary about an inheritance or something, and like a chump I swallowed it. When Gary came back from dinner, the guy followed him upstairs, but Gary heard him coming, recognized him, and split. That's when the second cop burst in and flashed his badge, and the other one called him "Sarge." That's how I knew they were cops. Gary locked them out of his room and escaped through the window. Some uniforms showed up after that to try to look for him, but they didn't have any luck." He shook his head. "This sort of thing never happens here. This is a respectable fraternity. I don't even know that Gary's done anything. They were probably just after him because he and Brian Anderson are friends."

[TheAlchemist]

"What do they want with Brian?"

[Mr. Handy]

"Brian Anderson was arrested last night," answered the young man. "Something to do with drug charges, I think. They let him out on bail this morning."

[TheAlchemist]

Levington checks his watch.

"Do you think Gary will come back any time soon? I'd really like to speak with him."

[Mr. Handy]

"I doubt it," said the man. "Gary got spooked pretty bad, and I wouldn't expect him to come back tonight. I don't know where else he'd go, though. If you leave your name and a number where you can be reached, I'll pass it along to him if he does return. What's all this about, anyway?"

[TheAlchemist]

"I'm not entirely sure," Levington said, smiling.

"Gary can reach me here," he said, after scribbling down his number on a scrap of paper. "That number will reach the office where I work. I'm there most of the day, and go home in the evenings."

[Mr. Handy]

"All right," he replied, pocketing the scrap of paper. "How do you know Gary, anyway?"

[TheAlchemist]

"I don't," Levington said. "This would have been the first time I met him. By the way, what's your name?"