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Posted: **Wed Feb 22, 2012 11:12 am**

Its ten thirty by the time everyone meets up outside Hangerlane Tube station in West London. Clay is waiting with a reasonably new looking Audi A4.

Clay takes out a battered London A-Z and indicates where shop is "We should probably decide how we are going to handle this then? I'm still unclear what we want to do. Are we here to case the place and see what they get up to or are we here to confront them?"

Posted: **Wed Feb 22, 2012 5:33 pm**

Greg shrugged, uncertainly. "Is it safe to assume they don't have the girl back in their possession? Or maybe that's one thing we need to establish before we decide what to do."

Posted: **Wed Feb 22, 2012 6:51 pm**

"I don't think we should assume anything," says Liz. "We need more information, so yeah, we should stake the place out for a bit. We can always go in and talk to them after that."

Posted: **Wed Feb 22, 2012 10:18 pm**

Posted: **Thu Feb 23, 2012 5:58 pm**

Jacob nods in agreement with Liz's idea.

Posted: **Fri Feb 24, 2012 12:29 am**

Clay unlocks the car doors so everyone can get in. "OK so we keep an eye on them which is fine, but isn't it going to look a bit suspicious the four of us sitting in the car all day?"

Posted: **Fri Feb 24, 2012 6:39 pm**

Greg suggests, "Probably. Maybe we can find a good look-out site, an abandoned or rented room across the road, or we can park the car down a ways and take turns walking around the block."

Posted: **Mon Feb 27, 2012 5:23 pm**

It takes about 10 minutes to drive the mile from the busy roundabout at Hangar Lane to the short parade of shops on Pitshanger Lane, Clay drives past once indicating the tattoo artists at the end of the parade, the shops window and doorway are covered in newspapers making it impossible for the casual passer by to see inside.

Clay drives on a hundred yards further down the road and then turns left into a side road. "It looks empty now, but there were guys hanging around outside yesterday and the lights were on inside. So shall we take it in turns to take a walk or shall I park up the car a bit nearer"

Posted: **Mon Feb 27, 2012 6:12 pm**

Greg asks, "How long does it take to get a tattoo? One of us could be on the inside under more legitimate reasons. I never got a tattoo before, and honestly... I don't think I'm the type. It's just a thought."

Posted: **Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:57 pm**

Clay shows him one of his tattoos a set of kenji characters on his arm "Something like this, anywhere from 25-45 mins depending on how well you handle the pain, how well the ink absorbs, and how good the guy with the needle is. It'll cost you somewhere between £50 and £100."

Posted: **Tue Feb 28, 2012 5:20 pm**

Sorry but it is forbidden to have tattoos for me.
Jacob replies
But money is not a problem if you want to have another one.

Posted: **Wed Feb 29, 2012 1:29 am**

Clay looks around "Don't look at me I'm not volunteering. Its the Doc's idea, if he wants to give it a try its alright by me."

Posted: **Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:17 am**

"Well, I'm not getting a tattoo," says Liz. "I could have pretended to be your girlfriend and gone in with you, though."

Posted: **Wed Feb 29, 2012 10:15 am**

Clay looks at LIz and laughs "Unless you're built like Mike Tyson under that clobber it ain't happening. I'm not having anything to do with this mob unless I'm tooled up." Glancing down at his rather tired and clearly much lived in street clothes. "To be honest Liz I don't think anyone would mistake me for your type. How about you and the Doc go in? I mean you look a more believable couple to me. Nothing says you have to get a tattoo, just tell them you're thinking about getting a tramp stamp on your ankle or yer boob or something and you want to take a look at their books.

Posted: **Wed Feb 29, 2012 1:05 pm**

Greg sighs, "All right, so... assuming that tattoo takes the better part of an hour, is it possible to ask for something that will take longer? Or would they just do part of the work today, and finish it another time?" He mentally images himself with various tattoos over different parts of his body to see what would be most appropriate. "Provided they sterilize the needles they use properly, I can volunteer my body for our cause. And believe me, I will make sure they are sterilizing properly. Do you think that would be suspicious behavior? It might even afford us a peek into back rooms."

He says to Liz, "Story of my life though. The pretty girl is always pretending to like me." He smiled and nodded though, "I'd appreciate someone in there with me." Then he asks everyone, "You don't think they have any reason to have seen us before, do you?"

Posted: **Thu Mar 01, 2012 5:39 am**

"Only if Elira told them about meeting us at the airport," says Liz. "I can't imagine that they'd know what we look like otherwise or have any reason to suspect we're onto them. If it comes to a fight, I won't be much good in there. I guess I could run and scream a lot, but that's about it. What I'll be really useful for in there is recognizing those symbols when we look through their books of tattoos."

Posted: **Thu Mar 01, 2012 8:21 pm**

Since we might be in danger while inside I suggest carrying a weapon of some sort ... you know, for personal protection.
Jacob suggest but clearly he is not feeling convenient with the idea
I think I have a screw driver in the trunk and a spare switchblade, maybe a flashlight.

Posted: **Fri Mar 02, 2012 1:31 am**

"there is probably a tyre iron in the boot and I have this." says Clay as he reaches into his jacket and pulls out a rather wicked looking flick knife. "If we're really cacking it, then I know some people, who know some people and we can probably get something a bit more juicy if you guys think its worth it and have the cash."

Posted: **Fri Mar 02, 2012 5:06 am**

"I suppose I could take a knife," says Liz, "but I'd be rubbish with it. My best bet is probably some mace, but even then I doubt I'll be very effective."

Posted: **Sat Mar 03, 2012 12:55 am**

Clay shrugs "I can probably get you mace or pepper spray or something similar, its not legal you know that right? So are you guys going in now or can I go and see some friends?"

Posted: **Sat Mar 03, 2012 4:15 am**

"Yeah, pepper spray would do nicely if you can get it," says Liz. "I know what those guys might do to me if things go sour and I don't have it. I'll take my chances with breaking the law."

Posted: **Sat Mar 03, 2012 2:20 pm**

Can you get a blunt weapon, a policeman's nightstick maybe ?
Jacob asks.

Posted: **Sat Mar 03, 2012 4:39 pm**

I can't say the people I know have much call for nightsticks Jacob, but I can ask. says Clay.

Can I have spot hiddens from everyone please.

Posted: **Sun Mar 04, 2012 5:37 am**

As Liz is talking, she notices something.

Posted: **Sun Mar 04, 2012 9:03 am**

Looking over Clay's shoulder Liz see's a dark blue land cruiser drive past. Clearly visible is a scratch running down the length of drivers side (RHS) of the vehicle. As liz watches the vehicle turns into the Arcade of shops and parks up directly infront of the tattooists. Two men get out, the driver a huge muscled man, the passenger an older man in his sixties or older.

Posted: **Sun Mar 04, 2012 2:52 pm**

Greg didn't see the truck drive past. He said, "I would like the spare switchblade, if you don't mind. It can't be that much more difficult than using a scalpel, right?" He says to Liz, "I'm ready when you are. If you want to wait to get your hands on some mace, that's fine."

Posted: **Sun Mar 04, 2012 6:42 pm**

A walking stick should be handy.
Jacob replies

Spot hidden (1d100=88) - failed.

Posted: **Mon Mar 05, 2012 1:47 am**

Clay hands the blade over to Greg "its not spare mate, but you're welcome to it. So do I make some phone calls and see what I can get my hands on? It'll be a couple of hours at least before I can get anything though. "

Posted: **Mon Mar 05, 2012 4:58 am**

"There's our blokes," says Liz, pointing out the vehicle. "I just saw two of the men we're looking for get out of there and enter the shop. One of them was the old guy we were told about, and the driver was a rather strong chap. I don't know if we want to go in while they're inside, but it might be a good idea to follow them after they leave and see where they go next. Yes, Clay, please see what you can get. In addition to the pepper spray, or instead of it if you can't get it, I suppose I could use some sort of sap. That's easy to make. A sock full of marbles would do the trick."

Posted: **Mon Mar 05, 2012 10:40 am**

Clay opens the car door and gets out "Scuse me then. I need some privacy to make these calls."
Clay spens the next couple of hours on the phone talking to 'friends of friends'. During which time very little seems to go on at the shop. A half hour after the first car a couple of men appear in a white Ford Mondeo estate pull up; they go in to the shop leaving the shop a few minutes later but then spend the rest of the morning standing around outside, smoking chatting and drinking coffee. There is no sign of the old man, although the well muscled younger man comes out and shares a coffedd with the other two near to midday.

Around midday, Clay walks up the road to the next junction where he meets with what you assume is a young man wearing the hoodie who hands over a small childrens backpack and a heavy looking walking stick

Posted: **Tue Mar 06, 2012 5:12 am**

Liz takes pictures of the men and the vehicles discreetly with her digital camera when she's sure they're not looking in her direction, making certain that the flash is off. When Clay leaves, she goes into her wallet. "I'm afraid I'm a bit skint at the moment," she says. "I am a poor college student, but I'll pay what I can afford now and owe you the rest later."

Posted: **Wed Mar 07, 2012 8:58 pm**

Credit rating (1d100=87) = Fail
Jacob is surprised to see that he is short on cash.

Posted: **Thu Mar 08, 2012 3:41 pm**

Clay gets back into the car with the backpack which he opens handing liz a largish can marked "FRONTIERSMAN Bear Attack Deterrent" the can has a handle with a trigger, its not the sort of thing Liz can hide in a pocket but it will fit in her bag (just). Right, my man says its well powerful stuff and its got a range of about 30', but he aint sure how much stuff is left in there but reckons it must be good for three or four good squirts."

He then pulls out an Asp extendable batton which he shows to Jacob. Right I have this, which if you get knicked with they'll have you for an offensive weapon. I also have this, he shows Jacob a solid Blackthorne walking stick, it will still get you nicked if they see you using it, but a half decent solicitor like you ought to be able to make a case of self defense. So which one do you want?

Posted: **Thu Mar 08, 2012 9:50 pm**

Greg tucks the switch blade in pocket with a 'Thanks', and gets out of the car. He crosses his arms and looks at the tattoo parlor just sitting there all ominously as he waits for Liz to join him.

Posted: **Fri Mar 09, 2012 5:14 am**

"Cheers, this will do nicely," says Liz, taking the can of bear spray and stowing it in her bag. "If it'll stop a bear, it'll stop a man." She gets out of the car and joins Greg. "Well, here we go. If you hear screaming, you'll know something's wrong - either that or the good doctor's just getting his tattoo and can't take the pain. If you hear me screaming, then it's definitely gone pear-shaped."

Posted: **Fri Mar 09, 2012 4:33 pm**

As Greg and Liz starts heading for the tattoo parlor, he says to her, "I do hope they speak English while we're in there. If not, then we'll just have to try to read body language I guess."

Posted: **Fri Mar 09, 2012 4:54 pm**

As Liz and Greg approach the shop the two men outside catch sight of them but it is only as they approach the door that the younger of the two men reacts stepping infront of the closed door.

"Is closed".

Posted: **Fri Mar 09, 2012 7:20 pm**

Knowing that these men were highly motivated by greed, Greg did his best to look distraught at the news and responded "Oh no, well gosh darn it all." He looked to Liz and said, "I'm the one who lost the bet... so it's your call. Do we forget about the very big and invasive tattoo you wanted me to get, or do we go find another artist to give our money to?" He glanced to the men and commented to Liz, "I'm still hoping I have enough money to cover something so large." Looking back to Liz, he adds, "I'm hoping you're leaning to just forgetting the whole thing."

Posted: **Fri Mar 09, 2012 10:32 pm**

The man looks at Greg with what he can only assume is disgust. Then leans forward so he is very much in Gregs face. "You deaf? Is closed you and your piçkë" he glances at Liz, before turning to face Greg again "You just F*ck off"

As the man is talking Greg and Liz can clearly hear the sound of a tattooist at work

Posted: **Sat Mar 10, 2012 1:04 pm**

Greg is a little taken back. The bastards were just trying to scare them away now, and he didn't much appreciate that. "So ... apparently, just standing her having our conversation is offensive to you. Is it because I'm white?" He looked at the parlor, then back to the man, "You know maybe your ears are the ones not working so well, I hear someone in there giving tattoos. Are you sure you're just not mistaken? Could we just look at a book of designs and come back later?"

Posted: **Sat Mar 10, 2012 9:15 pm**

The man rattles something off in what may or may not be Albanian to his colleague. "No, not because you are white, because you and your piçkë are " again he says something not in English it sounds like "blegtori"

Posted: **Sun Mar 11, 2012 2:40 am**

"I guess they don't want to take your money, honey," says Liz. She doesn't notice anything unusual, nor can she understand why the two men are acting this way.

Posted: **Mon Mar 12, 2012 2:15 am**

Greg lifted an eyebrow, "God bless you... you should have a doctor look at that sneeze." he looked at Liz, "Suppose you're right, honey. I think I saw a nice parlor over by the library."

He reached in his pocket and pulled out the gold items he had purchased earlier and said, "We should stop by a pawn shop first so I can hock this stuff to pay for it." He made sure the two men saw the gold in his hand.

Posted: **Mon Mar 12, 2012 11:19 am**

Casually glancing at the gold in Greg's hand the youg man says something to his colleague, the contempt in his voice quite clear. With a start Liz and Greg realise, while they been talking to the younger man, his older colleague has moved to stand only a few feet behind them. The older man stands casually with his hands in his pockets but looking suitable menacing all the same. He says nothing, but takes his left hand out of his pocket and makes an open handed gesture palm upwards, indicating the path away for them is clear.

Posted: **Mon Mar 12, 2012 1:59 pm**

Greg pocketed his gold and then nodded to the man behind them as he starts to leave, taking Liz by the arm. "Best be off before they cease their welcoming nature, dear." To the men he said over his shoulder as they were departing, "Sorry for the intrusion. Carry on."

Posted: **Mon Mar 12, 2012 4:29 pm**

The two men chatter to one another, then burst into laughter. Completely ignoring Greg and Liz they walk back to their car and resume their ciggarettes.

Posted: **Mon Mar 12, 2012 5:23 pm**

"Well, one thing is for certain, they're up to no good," Greg said to Liz and the others as they got back to the car. "I'll bet there's a girl in there getting defaced this very minute. We should just bust in, guns blazing."

Posted: **Tue Mar 13, 2012 3:02 am**

"You're probably right," says Liz, "but if we do that, we'll just get killed - or worse. We need a plan." She thinks for a moment, then takes out her laptop and powers it up. "There may be wi-fi hotspots on this block that I can scan for and tap into, connected to CCTV cameras. Most wi-fi is unencrypted because that's the default setting and a lot of people are too ignorant or lazy to set encryption up and turn it on, which means it could very well be wide open. Maybe the tattoo shop itself even has one. If we can get a view of the shop, or if we're really lucky even its interior, we could review the footage and see who's gone in and out of the shop. If the shop has its own network, we might even be able to see inside it and get access to other useful information. Maybe not, but it's worth a try."

Posted: **Tue Mar 13, 2012 7:50 am**

Posted: **Tue Mar 13, 2012 5:05 pm**

Jacob steps into the frame by playing an occasional pedestrian that walks by slowly, looking into the display window of the shop. He will pretend to speak in his cellular, discussing business as he walks by the pair of brutes, trying to listen if they speak English. If not, he will stand between shops, not far from Liz and Greg and continue his fictional cellular talk.

Posted: **Wed Mar 14, 2012 4:27 am**

Liz's hands fly across the keyboard. "I'm in!" she says. "Let's see what we can see..." She brings up three windows and opens them side by side. One displays a live feed from the camera with the view of the front of the shop, the second displays a live feed of the alley in the rear, and the third she uses to sift through footage from both cameras, scanning for people coming and going from the tattoo shop. "You know, if we could trip the fire alarm in the tattoo shop, that would do the trick! Those guys would probably have to come outside then. Even if they didn't, the fire brigade would still show up and go in. If they do have a girl captive inside, they'd risk discovery."

Posted: **Wed Mar 14, 2012 2:38 pm**

Greg responded, "They probably removed any sort of fire detection system or alarm, considering they like to burn people on the spot. Just saying..."

He asked the others, "Anyone know what a blegtori is? They called us that twice. I have a feeling it was quite derogatory."

Posted: **Thu Mar 15, 2012 3:40 am**

"I'm sure it is," says Liz. "I'm no linguist, but maybe it's a derogatory term for an outsider, much like 'gaijin' in Japanese."

Posted: **Thu Mar 15, 2012 2:21 pm**

"Can you look it up in another window?" Greg asks Liz. "Some sort of Algerian to English translator somewhere?"

Posted: **Fri Mar 16, 2012 12:18 am**

Posted: **Fri Mar 16, 2012 2:46 am**

"You mean Albanian," says Liz. "Yeah, I can run it through Babelfish." She does so in a separate window and reports the results, then goes back to scanning the footage from the two cameras from earlier in the day while keeping an eye on the live feeds.

Posted: **Fri Mar 16, 2012 1:14 pm**

"If you want to start a fire alarm why dont we throw a burning newspaper into the rubbish out the back or something." Says Clay "if the fire brigade call arson they'll have the cops around pretty sharpish as well."

Posted: **Fri Mar 16, 2012 1:58 pm**

"They have an all points bulletin out for the missing girl, right?" Greg asks. "Why don't we just give an anonymous tip that she's inside and see what happens?"

Posted: **Sat Mar 17, 2012 4:42 am**

"That's a possibility," says Liz, "but the police may take their time investigating the tip and might not be able to gain entry without cause. There are a couple of problems with setting a fire out back. First, that CCTV camera we're looking through would spot you doing it. I might be able to circumvent that, though. I could record a segment of footage while the alley is empty and then try to feed it back to the camera in a loop. As far as the camera's concerned, nobody will have ever been there. Of course, that doesn't mean there isn't another camera somewhere that I can't access. The other problem is that the fire brigade might not enter the shop if the fire is outside. If it were possible to sneak into the shop through the back and set the fire there, though, they'd have to go in. Then they'd have to look through the whole building, and bring in the police when they confirm arson."

Posted: **Tue Apr 17, 2012 11:15 am**

Liz spends some time accessing the stored data for the cameras she has accessed:

The camera further up the street is able to show her the last 24 hours in 30 second hops. There are lights on in the flat above the shop at night, the car with the older man and the overly muscled younger man comes and goes during the day. A number of other cars arrive with a variety of men who enter the shop spending between ten minutes and a couple of hours in the shop before departing. Nothing suspcious it taken into the shop.

The camera covering the alley to the rear of the shops shows very little. At around 9pm last night an old woman came out carrying a large bag of trash which she dumping into a bin. She is watched by an old man from the doorway.

It is now early afternoon (approx 2pm) .

Posted: **Tue Apr 17, 2012 12:08 pm**

The frequency of the men that arrive here might suggest a drug dealing of some sort in addition to tattoo business .
Jacob suggests

Posted: **Tue Apr 17, 2012 1:25 pm**

Greg shook his head, "No, you're wrong there. There's no tattooing going on in an official capacity. It looks to have been closed for business for quite some time now. But I heard something that sounded like tattooing going on inside."

The doctor frowned and folded his arms across his chest, "I'm not a big advocate to unnecessary violence, but it might be in our best interests just to bust in there and demand some answers. These people are dangerous, and if we continue waiting and doing nothing, that poor girl could be killed. Someone has to do something, and clearly we don't have enough information to get the police involved - except maybe for operating an unlicensed tattoo parlor."

Posted: **Wed Apr 18, 2012 3:48 am**

"Trying that might get us dead," says Liz. "We need more information, and we need a plan. We don't even know if they're keeping Elira here. If they did bring her here, it must have been more than 24 hours ago, because that's how far back the camera stores the images. We could try the thing with the fire and try to flush them out, but that's risky too. Personally, I'd like to see where these guys go when they leave this place. Any locations that they find relevant could be of interest."

Posted: **Wed Apr 18, 2012 10:24 am**

Greg nodded, "Point taken. If they do drive off, are we intending to all follow, or will a stakeout crew be left behind, and who exactly will that consist of?"

Posted: **Wed Apr 18, 2012 6:57 pm**

We can try sneaking from the back door ... and we do have some weapons if things will go bad for us.
Jacob says, trying to potrate himself as the hero he wants to be but never been in the past.

Posted: **Thu Apr 19, 2012 2:19 am**

"Well, someone should stay on watch out here if you're doing that," says Liz. "That should probably be me. I can keep watch via the cameras, and I also have a good view of the street from right here. We could keep in touch on our mobiles. I'll keep the motor running in case we need to clear out in a hurry, though I'm not the world's best driver." She takes a breath. trying to contain the excitement of the moment. "This is actually pretty cool, but a bit scary. I feel like Chloe on 24."

Posted: **Thu Apr 19, 2012 10:58 am**

Greg said, "There isn't much call in sneaking or hiding around an operating room. I'm not very good at it. But I don't think one person should try going in there alone. I am, however, alright at driving. I like the idea of snooping in there though. It has merit. We definitely need to know more and that seems like the only viable option right now." He considered the mobile phones and asked, "Anyone have an ear piece? That way whoever is heading in won't be alerting anyone to incoming messages."

Posted: **Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:31 pm**

"There is a phone shop back at the tube station we could whip back there and buy some of those blue tooth headsets" Says Clay "Also, if we are going to follow these guys when they leave as well as to keep watch here, shouldn't we get another car? ...or are we just going to break in when they close up?"

Posted: **Fri Apr 20, 2012 2:51 am**

"Good idea on the Bluetooth earpieces," says Liz. "If we follow them when they leave, do we really need anyone to stay here? Couldn't we just return here after we see where they go? Getting a second untraceable car probably won't be easy."

Posted: **Fri Apr 20, 2012 8:57 am**

Clay jumps on a bus and returns 45 minutes later with five Blue tooth headsets which he hands out. "So what now we just sit and waite for the old boy and his driver to f*ck off back to where they came from"

Posted: **Fri Apr 20, 2012 9:47 am**

Greg gets to work pairing his Bluetooth ear piece with his phone. He says, "Oh, yes... Coming back after they have blown off for the night has my vote."

Posted: **Fri Apr 20, 2012 1:27 pm**

We can get into the shop after they leave if we suspect a crime was happening in there
Jacob says.

Posted: **Fri Apr 20, 2012 1:29 pm**

Posted: **Sat Apr 21, 2012 3:24 am**

"Agreed," says Liz. "Best to go in when there's as few people inside as possible." She configures the earpiece and affixes it to her ear.

Posted: **Tue Apr 24, 2012 12:09 am**

The day progresses. Around six the old man and his well muscled companion lock up the shop, and leave in the Blue 4WD, the two thugs who have spent the day outside the shop leave also heading in a different direction.

It is still light and will remain so for at least a couple of hours more, there remains a reasonable amount of foot and vehicle traffic along the road, but most of the shops in the arcade have now shut for the day.

Posted: **Tue Apr 24, 2012 2:04 am**

Greg points at the vehicle as it starts to drive away, "There they go... we should start tailing them."

Posted: **Tue Apr 24, 2012 3:40 am**

"Agreed," says Liz again. "You said you're a decent driver, maybe you should take the wheel." She downloads and saves footage of the empty alley from the previous evening, shortly after dark, to her hard drive so that she can later use it when they return. She hopes to be able to feed it into the camera back there in a loop at that time so that it only sees the empty alley when they do go in. That way, it will look like nobody's there instead of showing her friends breaking and entering.

Posted: **Tue Apr 24, 2012 9:55 am**

Clay changes seats to let Greg drive muttering something about how he should be the driver as he got the car.

Posted: **Tue Apr 24, 2012 1:59 pm**

Posted: **Tue Apr 24, 2012 2:52 pm**

Posted: **Tue Apr 24, 2012 4:31 pm**

Drive Checks (1d100=16, 1d100=21, 1d100=27, 1d100=21, 1d100=68, 1d100=5)

Greg finds driving in London isn't so tough... but almost loses them at one point.

Posted: **Tue Apr 24, 2012 5:10 pm**

Greg loses site of the 4x4 but catches up with it just as it is pulling into the driveway of a large semi detached house situated on a quiet tree-lined road close to Ealing Common. As Greg slowly drives past the two men get out of the car and walk upto the door which is opened by a older woman who takes the old mans coat and welcomes them into the house.

Posted: **Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:27 pm**

Greg drives up another house or two, then pulls over to watch and make sure the truck doesn't take off yet again. "Someone make note of the address."

Posted: **Wed Apr 25, 2012 4:43 am**

Liz had had no difficulty in saving some of the CCTV footage to her laptop's hard drive while they had waited outside the tattoo shop.

She nods and takes out her camera, using its zoom function to read the address on the house, then makes a note of it.

Posted: **Wed Apr 25, 2012 11:27 am**

Pheew ... Way to go.
Jacob exhales and says to Greg as he pulls out the seat belt.
Now what ? Get back to the shop and see who's in there?

Posted: **Mon Apr 30, 2012 3:26 pm**

Clay takes a look at the house. "Look next door is all boarded up. If we wait a bit you could drop me off around the corner and I could slip into next doors garden so I can keep an eye on the house without anyone being any the wiser.That way if they come out while you guys are in the shop I can give you the heads up."

Posted: **Mon Apr 30, 2012 4:19 pm**

Greg nodded, "Good idea. A look-out. I like it." He pulls up and around the corner to let Clay off before heading back to the shop.

Posted: **Mon Apr 30, 2012 4:54 pm**

Before he climbs out of the car Clay turns around to the others. "Look I'm not going to hang around here while it is still light, I'll come back here in half an hour or so when its dark. Once I'm settled I'll give you guys a ring, but don't start anything until I've given you the all clear"

Posted: **Tue May 01, 2012 4:51 am**

"Sounds good to me," says Liz. "I just hope they don't slip out of here while you're away."

Posted: **Tue May 01, 2012 9:19 am**

Clay shrugs "Not much I can do about that, I cant stand around here for long" he looks at his street clothes then around at the large houses and the tree lined avenue. "I stand out a bit in this neck of the woods and we don't want some busy in Neighbourhood Watch calling the filth. I didn't see another car, so it shouldn't be to hard to work out wether they are still at home."

Posted: **Tue May 08, 2012 7:35 pm**

Greg waves and drives back to the tattoo parlor, pulling the car down the back alley way and positioning it in a position where it has more than one avenue of exit. "Don't want to get trapped in place," he said to the others explaining his choice of parking spots. "You ready with that playback, Liz?"

After getting the affirmative from Liz, Greg hops out and heads over to the back door. He checks for a key on the door frame, or under nearby rocks or garbage cans. You just never know... he might get lucky.

Posted: **Wed May 09, 2012 2:48 am**

"Hang about!" says Liz when Greg starts to drive into the alley. "Make sure you don't drive out of the camera's blind spot. We don't want it to see the car or us. I'll need some time to rig up a loop to spoof the camera, and we want to wait until it gets dark anyway." She has been working on finding a way to feed the video back into the camera with altered timestamps to disguise the fact that the footage has been altered. If there's no other way, she can use footage that she has downloaded that is exactly 24 hours old, so that the time will be in sync even though the day is off by one. Now that they've arrived, she pulls up the views from the cameras in front and back in windows on her laptop and quickly reviews what the cameras had recorded while they had been away. Once that's done, she continues to work on a way to fool the camera.

Posted: **Wed May 09, 2012 6:14 am**

Jacob says a silent pray and add
I don't believe I'm doing this.

Posted: **Wed May 09, 2012 11:47 pm**

Looking in all the likely spots Greg finds no evidence of a key. The ground floor windows barred and the door is secured with a dead bolt which Greg and or anyone else can just make out through the gap between the door and the doorframe. However, the door is concealed from passers by due to a garage. It is also possible a person climbing onto the roof of the garage might be able to gain access the 1st floor flat.

Posted: **Thu May 10, 2012 2:24 am**

"I know!" says Liz, grinning from ear to ear and trying to contain her excitement. She finishes her work and seemlessly feeds the recorded footage of the empty alley back into the CCTV camera. "Right, you'll be invisible to the camera now," she says. "It's looking at last night, and the timestamps shouldn't tip anyone off either. I'll stay in the car and keep an eye on things. We'll keep each other informed via the earpieces. Be careful." Once Greg gets out, she positions herself behind the wheel and keeps the motor running in the event that they need to leave in a hurry, monitoring the windows she has open on her laptop. She keeps the bag with the bear spray close at hand, just in case there's trouble.

Posted: **Thu May 10, 2012 11:40 am**

"Ground floor's a bust," Greg points out. "We're not getting in the easy way. So unless someone knows how to pick a deadbolt lock, we'll have to try higher up," he points upward to the flat above. He looked around for something to climb on to get to the roof of the garage or an easy access point to try climbing.

Posted: **Thu May 10, 2012 12:24 pm**

The flat roof of the garage is easily within reach and with a boost from someone else or a rubbish bin to stand on it wont be a problem to get up there. However the garage roof looks as though its a relic of the 50's and looks like a corrugated asbestos and cement roof – not very strong.

Posted: **Thu May 10, 2012 3:41 pm**

I'm coming with you Greg. Here let me give you a push up there, then I'll climb on that bin over there and you'll lift me up.
Jacob says, preapring to push Greg.

Posted: **Thu May 10, 2012 5:11 pm**

Posted: **Thu May 10, 2012 6:43 pm**

Greg helps Jacob as directed, then cautions, "The roof seems a bit unsturdy. I'm going to keep some distance between us so if part of it does cave in, we won't both go at the same time."

Greg tries to keep near the edge where he is relatively sure there should be some support beams or framing wood and tries to make his way over to the flat window.

Posted: **Thu May 10, 2012 9:27 pm**

As Greg climbs onto the garrage roof a piece at the edge cracks off under his weight and the roof creaks threateningly but does not give way.

Posted: **Thu May 10, 2012 10:49 pm**

Greg creeps across the roof of the garage like a teenage girl sneaking back in to her house after curfew.

Posted: **Fri May 11, 2012 3:27 am**

Liz watches the men climbing onto the garage and the video feeds on her laptop like a teenage girl who has just found and unleashed her inner hacker and is loving every moment of it.

Posted: **Fri May 11, 2012 10:12 am**

Greg starts to creep across the garrage roof.

Posted: **Fri May 11, 2012 3:20 pm**

Posted: **Fri May 11, 2012 3:44 pm**

As Greg inches across the roof one of the boards cracks and his weight shifts precariously but with a quick jump he is able to make the far edge of the roof.

Posted: **Fri May 11, 2012 8:30 pm**

I can always sue the man building this unsafe roof.
Jacob says with a chuckle as he tries to balance himself

Dex roll [60%] (1d100=66) – Fail!!

Posted: **Fri May 11, 2012 10:38 pm**

There is a creaking sound and then a resounding crack as Jacob puts his foot through the roof.

Posted: **Sat May 12, 2012 5:36 pm**

Stay still, stay ...
Jacob says quietly but nervously to Greg.
Where is the hatch or are we going to the window ?

Posted: **Sat May 12, 2012 9:46 pm**

Greg, not interested in saying much of anything while he's in cat burglar mode points at the nearest window. He whispered back, "You need help?"

Posted: **Sun May 13, 2012 8:08 am**

OOC:

There are two windows both of which overlook the garage, but no door. The area beneath the windows is solid, so considerable safer footing than the rest of the roof. The garage is not a substantial structure, its asbestos and cement roof dates it to the 1950's. Its not decrepid or in poor repair its simply not designed to have people walking on its roof. The garage is not as old as the shop so its unlikely they are connected (by American standards the garage is very small)

This gives some idea of what the roof looks like, although the roof Greg and Jacob are on is essentially flat.

Posted: **Sun May 13, 2012 2:35 pm**

To the window then.Jacob says, trying to free his leg and prepares grab something in case he is going to crush down through it.

Posted: **Sun May 13, 2012 5:41 pm**

By a process of trial and error Jacob works out where the joists supporting the roof are and moves so he is sitting on the nearest one. Feeling a bit more secure he is then able to pull his foot from the hole and move over to where Greg is waiting.

Posted: **Mon May 14, 2012 2:59 am**

Greg turns his attention to the windows then, seeing if any were unlocked.

Posted: **Mon May 14, 2012 10:24 am**

One of the windows is actually open slightly. Through it Greg and Jacob can see, a small flat. The room they are looking into has a tatty carpet, and walls that haven't been repapered since the 1970's, and what little furniture there is - a single armchair and footrest, a small dinner table with one chair and a large sideboard - is faded and mismatched. The armchair has its back to the window but Greg and Jacob can just make out the arms and legs of an old man sitting in it, what looks to be an old woman is kneeling on the far side of it. An open archway at the back of the room leads to a small bathroom /kitchen.

There is a strong smell of vinegar and tobbacco coming from the open window as well as the sound of the man talking (in Albanian?)

Neither the old man or woman seem aware of Jacob or Greg.

Posted: **Mon May 14, 2012 11:51 am**

Hmmm ... what now?
Jacob asks Greg quietly
All my idea will result in the same manner. Both the elders are going to identify us and scream for help. How are we going to convince them we mean them no harm and that we search for a lost girl. Wait a minute, I have an idea that might work.
Jacob then speaks to Liz using his cellular.
Liz, there is an apartment up here, with two elders, a man and his wife. Try to see if you can buzz a door bell or maybe call a phone to distract the two. Our only access is through the roof window.

Posted: **Mon May 14, 2012 3:12 pm**

Greg quietly whispered back, "We don't even know right now if this apartment links in with the tattoo parlor downstairs. We're taking a gamble going in there, regardless."

Posted: **Mon May 14, 2012 4:06 pm**

OOC: The Flat.

Just to be clear from the outside Greg and Jacob can see evidence (externally: doors, stair wells, etc. Internally: a door which can't actually go anywhere but the stairwell.) which would indicate the the Flat is almost certainly connected to the shop, or at the very least shares access with the shop.

Posted: **Tue May 15, 2012 4:26 am**

"Hang about," replies Liz as she types. "Don't suppose you have a number to call? I'll try to look it up online from the address, but it might be the shop's phone number rather than the flat. To ring the bell I'd have to go round the front, and the camera there would see me unless I spoof it too." She searches an online phone directory, knowing that she can narrow down her search by looking for tattoo shops in Ealing and then scanning the results for the proper address.

Posted: **Wed May 16, 2012 12:51 pm**

Despite her best efforts Liz concludes neither the shop nor the flat have a active phone line.

Posted: **Wed May 16, 2012 8:16 pm**

Greg asked Jacob quietly, "Got a gun on you, pal? All I got is this knife. If we want to intimidate them, I don't think it will be very effective."

Posted: **Thu May 17, 2012 2:38 am**

"They haven't got a phone," says Liz into her Bluetooth device. "They might have a mobile, but I have no idea what its number is even if they do. Are you sure you guys want me to go round front and ring the bell? It means leaving the car here unattended until I get back, and I'll have to do the same thing with the camera with a view of the front of the shop."

Posted: **Thu May 17, 2012 7:47 am**

As Liz explains her situation to the others, the old man says something to the old woman who then slowly climbs to her feet and shuffles off in the direction of the other rooms (away from Greg and Jacob)

Posted: **Thu May 17, 2012 8:14 pm**

A gun?! No way, we can’t wave guns like a couple of burglars ... surely we can neutralize him somehow, a punch to his head can do the trick and faint him ... his wife too.
Clearly Jacob is not happy with this option either but a man got to do what a man got to do.

Posted: **Fri May 18, 2012 10:03 am**

Posted: **Sat May 19, 2012 12:42 am**

Greg whispered, "I wasn't talking about shooting them, just holding them at bay while we climb through the window. We're going to be very vulnerable." He snuck a peek back inside and tried to determine if it was a good time to try to sneak in. He was no cat burglar, but he knew a thing or two about being quiet. He just wasn't to confident he could be sneaky climbing through this particular window.

Posted: **Sat May 19, 2012 7:50 am**

Let’s go inside ... here we go and may god protect us.
With that Jacob joins Greg into the room. His weapon concealed for the moment.

Posted: **Sat May 19, 2012 6:06 pm**

As Greg climbs through through the window and steps down into the room his footing gives and he lands with a bang on atop a dinner table on which are piled four house bricks, and a plastic kitchen bowl. the bowl is the source of the strong vinegary smell coming from the room, which on closer investigation appears to contain a soggy bundle of multi-coloured tripe.

Posted: **Sat May 19, 2012 11:00 pm**

Greg quickly tries to get all the way through the window before he is assaulted for home intrusion. He quickly wonders what the laws are in England for this sort of thing - like if they'd be within their rights to beat Greg to death.

Posted: **Sun May 20, 2012 9:28 am**

Posted: **Sun May 20, 2012 1:35 pm**

Greg looked at the bowl and grimaced. He either covered it with a towel if one was handy, or he'd move it out of the way so Jacob didn't have to see it when he came in. Then looking around again, he tries to determine where the people were at that time.

Posted: **Mon May 21, 2012 9:08 am**

Both Jacob and Greg see the old man peering around the side of his chair at them. He says something in a thick unintelligable accent but clearly questioning Greg in some manner, he then calls out behind him (Greg assumes to the woman) He does not sound scared just angry.

Posted: **Mon May 21, 2012 2:55 pm**

Greg looked to the man and started approaching, "Look, we don't mean any harm..." he looked for the woman to make sure she wasn't trying to use the phone. Last thing they needed was these guys getting backup.

Posted: **Mon May 21, 2012 3:00 pm**

OOC: While I was mean enough to stop it having any effect, I was impressed by Greg's decision to cover the bowl, it was a very thoughtful action. Consider it done, just to late to have any effect - but not through any fault of Greg's.

Posted: **Tue May 22, 2012 6:38 am**

Hoping the man understands English, Jacob tries to bluff their way out of this mess.
"We are police detectives, please stay where you are"
He waits for the elder reaction and points to Greg to where the woman supposedly was.
"Check this room detective Green"

Posted: **Tue May 22, 2012 8:54 am**

The old man removes his jacket and rolls up his sleeves all the while talking calmly but clearly with some venom in his voice. If this was a movie you think he'd be saying something like "I'm going to whip your young punk ass." As he does so the old woman shuffles out of the kitchen with some kind of coffee making contraption on a tray.

As he rolls up his shirt sleeves both Greg and Jacob realised his arms are covered in stunning animal tattoos.

Posted: **Tue May 22, 2012 11:53 am**

Greg was too preoccupied with watching the woman, sure she was going to throw some coffee at them to burn them with scalding hot water. "Ma'am, I'm going to need you to put that down please," Greg suggests in a calm voice. He's ready to dodge at a moment's notice. His hand has gone into his pocket and grabbed the knife, but it remains closed at the moment.

Posted: **Tue May 22, 2012 3:54 pm**

Spot Hidden Vs. 25 Are Vs. 05 Medicine vs. 05 - [89,2,20]
2 Fail, 1 Success - on Art. I guess I'll mark it.
San roll vs. 70 (1d100=7) - Success. lose only 1 point.

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Jacob glance at the old man that was preparing to unleash his fists upon them.
Spot Hidden vs. 25 (1d100=36) - Fail.
From the old man to the woman, he takes his hand to his back where he hid his weapon.
Easy now mister. take a seat, we have some questions for you.

Posted: **Tue May 22, 2012 4:36 pm**

Standing just inside the doorway to the room the old woman seems completely oblivious to anything Greg or Jacob say. However she does not move any further into the room but stands stock just inside the doorway.

Meanwhile has turned his back of both Greg and Jacob and although he continues to talk starts to walk over towards a table on the far side of the room. Both Jacob and Greg can see what looks to be a large knife of some kind on the table.

Posted: **Tue May 22, 2012 6:11 pm**

Oh, no you don’t!
Jacob calls
Greg, he goes for the knife, let’s take him.
With that, the prepared lawyer takes out his weapon and goes to intercept the old man.

Posted: **Tue May 22, 2012 6:59 pm**

Greg rushes the man, hoping the woman is not a threat. The way they treat there women, maybe she would be on their side? He tries to grapple the old man to keep him from grabbing the knife.

Posted: **Wed May 23, 2012 12:16 am**

As Greg rushes forward the man puts on an amazing burst of speed for someone his age literally leaping across to the table where he grabs the knife

As Jacob moves forward he finds himself confronted by the woman who simply drops the tray and moves to grab Jacob's arm as he moves past.

Posted: **Wed May 23, 2012 4:24 am**

Greg didn't know what to make of the man's moving tattoos, except maybe that tattoo home concoction was using something mildly hallucinogenic. He continued with his attempt to grapple and subdue the man before someone got seriously hurt.

Posted: **Wed May 23, 2012 8:49 am**

Greg maneuvers to try and grab the old man... who swings the knife like an axe clearly not feeling any sense of restraint.

Posted: **Wed May 23, 2012 1:40 pm**

Greg deftly sidestepped the knife attack, "Hey! You're gonna hurt someone with that!"he exclaimed. With the knife passed out of the way, Greg attempts to step in and grapple the man about the arms to keep him from further attacks. He started to wish he had put more effort in during physical education.

Posted: **Wed May 23, 2012 1:48 pm**

The old man shrugs off Gregs attempt to restrain him, pushing him back with one hand in order to get the room to chop at him again with the knife.
OOC: Just waiting for Roya to catch up w/us.

Posted: **Thu May 24, 2012 4:42 am**

"Oh, bloody hell," mutters Liz. "So much for softly, softly. Guys, let me know if there's anything I can do."

Posted: **Thu May 24, 2012 4:57 pm**

spot hidden roll vs. 25 (1d100=51) - Fail.

Jacob intends to remove the woman from his way and help Greg so he sends a punch into the woman's face. Clearly the elders were not strange to violence and they clearly intended to hurt Greg and him.

Punch the woman vs. 50 (1d100=45) - Success
Fist damage (1d3=2)

He then takes out the blunt weapon.
"Liz, call Clay!"

ooc - he will parry the woman if she tries to hurt him.

Posted: **Fri May 25, 2012 2:13 am**

"I'm on it," replies Liz, whipping out her mobile. "I'd rather you hadn't used our names in front of them, though." She rings Clay.

Posted: **Fri May 25, 2012 9:31 am**

The old woman is rocked back by the punch which prevents her from grabbing hold of Jacob, but she seems unfazed by the blow and comes on again.

Up close Jacob can see that the woman has milky white eyes a sure sign she is blind.

Across the room as Greg maneuvers to grab the old man he is once surprised to find the man barging into him with one arm while chopping at him with the knife in his other

Posted: **Fri May 25, 2012 11:52 am**

Clearly the woman is blind by sight but there is something very strange about her. Jacob can feel she is looking at him and realizes that the woman knows where he is. He takes out the baton from beneath his shirt and tries to knock out the woman.

Baton vs. woman. (1d100=97) - Fail.

Posted: **Fri May 25, 2012 12:06 pm**

Jacob's blow with the Asp glances down the side of the woman's arm it apparently doesn't hurt her but knocks her arms away from where she was trying to grab at Jacob's shoulder.

Posted: **Fri May 25, 2012 4:32 pm**

Greg dodges easily, keeping some distance between the knife-wielding man and himself, trying to make his way to the bowl or pan that had the skin in it marinading. He had hoped to grab the concoction and toss it right into the man's eyes.

Posted: **Fri May 25, 2012 11:10 pm**

The man lunges past him as Greg sidesteps the man's swing and steps back to the table, however the man quickly reorientates himself and comes at Greg again.

Posted: **Sat May 26, 2012 8:08 am**

Jacob is not skilled with the sap apparently so he pass it to his other hand and tries to sends another fist into the old woman’s head, hoping that will bring her down to unconsciousness. The fist strikes true, into the woman's jaw.
Fist 50% (1d100=43) - Success
fist Damage (1d3=1)

Posted: **Sat May 26, 2012 12:42 pm**

Jacob's blow doesn't faze the woman in the slightest instead she closes pulling him into a bearhug and then to Jacobs surprise* tries to bite at his face.

*or perhaps not

Posted: **Sat May 26, 2012 9:35 pm**

Greg will toss the tattoo concoction into the man's face, hoping to blind him. "They're just old people," he reassures Greg aloud. "But they sure don't move like it." He says over the bluetooth, "The man has tattoos that seem to come alive, although that's probably just the adrenalin combined with the strange smell in this room causing me to see things."

Posted: **Sat May 26, 2012 10:59 pm**

Greg throws the contents of the bowl at the old man, the throw misses largely because the bowl is deflected off the mans upraised arm. The stench of pickling vinegar is even stronger. The man closes in, his blade held infront of him and clearly ready to chop Greg down.

Posted: **Sun May 27, 2012 12:42 pm**

Jacob breaks the old woman’s bearhug without any difficult but is surprised by the woman’s strength.

EDIT: No punch due to grapple

Posted: **Sun May 27, 2012 2:46 pm**

As Jacob struggles to break free the woman bites a chunk out of his cheek. Jacob finally breaks loose and steps out of the woman's reach with blood pouring down his face.

Posted: **Mon May 28, 2012 3:17 pm**

Jacob call out in pain as the woman bites a piece off his face. He tries to deliver another punch into her head, hoping to drop her down. But the pain is too much and he misses.

Punch [50%] (1d100=92) - Fail

Posted: **Mon May 28, 2012 3:54 pm**

Posted: **Mon May 28, 2012 8:19 pm**

Greg attempts to dodge the knife as he glances around for something else he could use to disrupt the man, like maybe a top-heavy bookshelf.

Posted: **Tue May 29, 2012 1:55 pm**

Greg moves around throwing chairs and furniture infront of the old man, but there is nothing to topple onto him. If the nimble manner with which he moves himself around the obstacles which Greg tries to put in his way is anything to go by though, he'd probably just skip out from under it anyway.

Finnally, a look of exasperation on his face the old man lunges at Greg if Greg can't get away from under the blow he's going to be seriously hurt

Posted: **Tue May 29, 2012 6:10 pm**

"For goodness sake! I'm a doctor!" Greg exclaims as he fails to get out of the way of the knife. His years of book-learning had garnered him a good idea of what sort of damage had been done by the strike. It wasn't good, but he'd live, as long as he could avoid more blows.

Posted: **Tue May 29, 2012 8:30 pm**

Idea (1d100=50) - Success.

Jacob will try to mislead the woman into the other room and bar it with a chair or something. unless there is a key in the key hole.

Posted: **Tue May 29, 2012 9:36 pm**

Jacobs blood dribbles down the old womans chin as Jacob leads her towards what looks like a bedroom.

Posted: **Tue May 29, 2012 10:29 pm**

Having been injured and with the man not seeming to let up any, Greg decided that he had to kill or be killed. He popped open the knife that was in his hand and gave it his best effort to try to attack the man where vital tendons might be.

Posted: **Wed May 30, 2012 12:19 am**

The Old man chuckles to himself when he sees Gregs knife almost waving his own in Greg's face as if to say "his is a propper knife". His overconfidence leads to him swinging at Greg to early and the young doctor is able to easily step out of the way, then step in for a blow of his own.

OOC: Greg' Attack.

Posted: **Wed May 30, 2012 4:35 am**

Posted: **Wed May 30, 2012 9:01 am**

The Old man realises to late that Greg has a knife, and throws up his arm to protect himself. Greg feels the blade cut into the mans forearm and blood soons stains the white cotton shirt.

The man glances quickly at the injury and then back at Greg although this time with new found respect.

Over the mans shoulder Greg can see Jacob walking backwards out of the room the old woman stumbling after him.

Outside in the car Liz sees a police car going past, its not crawling but does seem to be going slower than the empty road would allow.

Posted: **Wed May 30, 2012 7:21 pm**

Dex roll (1d100=28) - Success

Jacob slips pass the old woman and shut the door close. Now he can focus on the old man and help Greg.

Posted: **Wed May 30, 2012 8:23 pm**

Greg felt terrible. He wasn't supposed to be causing people injuries, he was a doctor! But he had determined it was life or death. Either he was going to do something about this man that was attacking him, or he was going to die in the progress.

Greg lunged in towards the man's neck, hoping to cut the jugular artery.

Posted: **Thu May 31, 2012 3:18 am**

"Coppers are driving down the street nearby, slow," Liz reports via the Bluetooth. She watches the live CCTV feed from the camera in front of the store carefully to keep an eye on the police car if it appears. "There isn't much traffic, so they don't need to go slow. They may be heading your way, so consider getting out of there first chance you get. I'm ringing Clay, but he hasn't picked up yet."

Posted: **Thu May 31, 2012 9:50 am**

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Posted: **Fri Jun 08, 2012 10:05 am**

The man tries to twist out of Greg's way but Greg's knife still cuts down the mans back opening a cut which Greg know's will need stitches later. However, the man chops at Greg's outstretched arm and comes close to taking Gregs hand off.

Meanwhile, on the otherside of the room Jacob finds himself in a small cramped bedroom with only a single bed and a small bedside table, the old woman follows him in fiercly intent on grappling with him. Now all he has to do is dodge past her and slam the door closed!

Posted: **Sat Jun 09, 2012 1:49 am**

Liz continues to monitor the window displaying the video from the CCTV camera with a view of the front of the shop to see if the police show up.

Posted: **Sat Jun 09, 2012 8:21 am**

Jacob tries to slip past the old woman and shutqlock the door behind him.

Dex roll (1d100=46)

Posted: **Sat Jun 09, 2012 11:48 am**

Clearly all those hours spent down the squash club pay off as Jacob sidesteps round the old woman and out the door slamming it behind him.

Posted: **Sat Jun 09, 2012 12:20 pm**

"Could really use some help," Greg said. "I don't know how long my luck will hold."

He made a sweeping feint, then jabbed with the knife's blade and his aim was true once more. But subconsciously perhaps, he was still holding back from doing some real damage. "Back off, buddy... before you get really hurt!"

Posted: **Sat Jun 09, 2012 12:41 pm**

Perhaps it is the fact that he has been cut again which makes the man take a bit more notice of his surroundings, but the man now seems to realise he is alone and dashes at the open window.

Posted: **Sat Jun 09, 2012 8:11 pm**

Posted: **Sat Jun 09, 2012 9:18 pm**

Jacob hurries after the man, hoping to land a fist on his face. if not, he hopes the old man swiftness will cause him to fall from the unbalanced and bad shaped roof.

"Liz, the old man is trying to escape. stop him somehow .... think about something."

Posted: **Sat Jun 09, 2012 9:46 pm**

Posted: **Sun Jun 10, 2012 4:19 am**

"Right, I'm on it," replies Liz, knowing exactly what to do. "And please stop using our bloody names where people can hear." She doesn't want to leave the car and the computer unattended, but there's little choice. She shuts down the motor, takes the keys and the bear spray, and exits the car. She locks it and pockets the keys, then heads up the alley behind the shop to where she can intercept anyone escaping from it.

Posted: **Sun Jun 10, 2012 11:13 am**

Posted: **Sun Jun 10, 2012 3:43 pm**

Posted: **Sun Jun 10, 2012 5:30 pm**

Greg's flips the table end over end, it clips the old man's foot as he jumps out the window. Both Greg and Jacob hear the garage roof give way with a resounding crash.

Looking out the window Greg can see a shaken but still conscious Old man getting to his feet surrounded by dust and broken roofing panels.

Posted: **Sun Jun 10, 2012 8:05 pm**

Posted: **Sun Jun 10, 2012 8:58 pm**

Jacob decides to block the door room with a chair or a table or something heavy enough so the old woman will not be able to escape the bedroom.

Posted: **Mon Jun 11, 2012 8:43 am**

Posted: **Mon Jun 11, 2012 1:43 pm**

Greg gives up the thought of pursuit of the man. He's no fine physical specimen, he's a doctor. He'd already suffered a cut that needed to be cleaned and probably sewn up. A fall like that might kill him. He knew the man wasn't likely to wave down the police, there'd be too many questions. He kind of hoped the police would get involved. What the hell was he doing? He was no hero. His left hand clutched his injury where he was bleeding through his shirt while his right hand - still gripping the knife tightly - shook uncontrollably. Greg never had a problem with nerves while he was in surgery, but this wasn't surgery by any means.

Over the Bluetooth, Greg called, "The old man is fast... faster than I've ever seen anyone. I'm damned lucky he didn't kill me. But he crashed through the garage roof and now he's on the ground. I can't pursue. He'd be long gone by the time I got down." He keeps an eye on the man to see which way he heads off to before leaving the window.

Posted: **Mon Jun 11, 2012 3:10 pm**

The old man scrambles up the fallen roof and drops down into the alley and out of sight to Greg.

Posted: **Mon Jun 11, 2012 4:47 pm**

That old hag bit me in the face
Jacob says to Greg as he goes and takes a kitchen towel to wipe the blood from his face.
She is locked in the room. Come on, that old man probably went to call for help. Let's hope Clay will arrive soon. Let us start the search quickly. We need to find clues about the girl and the exit.
Jacob tries to find anything that might be a clue that will tell them who are the couple as he hands the towel to Greg.
Keep the towel, we cannot leave it here.

Posted: **Mon Jun 11, 2012 5:05 pm**

Greg says for those on the Bluetooth, "He's in the alley now, out of sight. We're starting our search." He uses the towel as a makeshift bandage for the time being to slow the blood and start clotting.

Greg nodded to Jacob, "Right... let's go." Without further hesitation, he heads downstairs into the tattoo parlor. "I just don't know what to think about this, Jacob. Those tattoos... they were moving. And the way the guy moved with such speed... it was inhuman."

Posted: **Mon Jun 11, 2012 8:25 pm**

Greg, can you somehow treat my nose? (*first aid?)
Jacob says to Greg before the later goes down to the shop

Posted: **Mon Jun 11, 2012 11:28 pm**

Greg responded, "Time is of the essence. We don't know how long we have before he brings reinforcements... and if they all have tattoos, God help us." He glanced back to Jacob and said nodding, "I'll mend you up soon enough... if you think you can handle the pain a little bit longer."

Posted: **Mon Jun 11, 2012 11:28 pm**

Greg responded, "Time is of the essence. We don't know how long we have before he brings reinforcements... and if they all have tattoos, God help us." He glanced back to Jacob and said nodding, "I'll mend you up soon enough... if you think you can handle the pain a little bit longer."

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