"It's been a pleasure meeting all of you as well," said Virgil, waving. "Enjoy your stay in Dunwich, and stop by any time."
The six visitors left the house and made their way to the Model T parked outside. It only seated five, however.
"I can stand on the running board," said Elliot. "It's not far to town."
OOC,It was fine that you rolled for [b]Brook[/b], as she asked for someone to roll for her - especially since that roll succeeded! ;)
Midnight is a tomcat.
Brook Davies,[b]Brook[/b] had noticed that [b]Virgil[/b]'s library contained a number of books that she had seen before - The Golden Bough, something by Aleister Crowley, and even more esoteric tomes. There was some pretty heavy-duty stuff in the mix, including a couple of books that she had never read but that she had heard purported to teach the reader magickal spells.
Brook waves goodbye to Virgil, and gets into the car with the others. "I can understand his mysterious reputation. His study is full of books on magic and stuff," she says to Story.
OOC,Yes, it's 1985 and that really is an old Ford Model T. [b]Valerie Soames[/b] is sixty, so she's probably about as old as the car. It looks very similar in style to the "chariots" [b]Lucius[/b] saw back in 1930, not like the more streamlined ones he's seen in this era.
Old Fords really do last that long. I remember back in 2000 I was riding in a bus on the highway and saw a 1931 Ford Model A driving alongside.
Story directs his attention to Brook. "Oh? Interesting. Perhaps we just might end up visiting the good author once more." Hearing Lucius comment Story looks at him wondering if the motivation for walking has to do with more than just a packed automobile; after a moment he nods at his Roman friend and returns his attention to Brook. "Anything else of note?"
Brook thinks. "Hmmmm.....The Golden Bough...some of Alister Crowley.....and some real serious ones that supposedly'll teach you real magic. And a bunch of other occult stuff. No Harry Potter, though."
"Wonder what he's doing with those books?" ponders Elizabeth. "You don't think he'd be trying to do magic, really, do you? Maybe it's just an academic interest. Or maybe not!"
Lucius enjoyed walking. He relished the times of the long-ago when there were no cars... only animals and chariots ... and a lot of walking. This brisk jaunt down the country road brought back memories of Rome. It wasn't too much different when he was away from all the contraptions of the modern era. It was settling to the Roman to focus on his surroundings, on the sounds and scents as well as what he saw. It was a nice break from their twisted reality of time-hopping to sleuth out a horrific problem caused most likely by fanatical cultists or strange creatures that shouldn't exist.
"Yeah, I suppose that's true," says Elizabeth to Brook. "And him having all those magic and occult books does raise the question of what else was going on, that he didn't tell us about."
It did not take long for Valerie to drive the crowded automobile up the road to the intersection with St. James's Street. The Ship Inn was visible at the end of the street.
Lucius followed behind at a more sedate pace. The car moved much faster than him, though he could still see it in the distance when it got to the intersection.
OOC,Yes, everyone except [b]Lucius[/b] can hear (and participate in) the conversation in the car.
Everyone but [b]Lucius[/b], please roll Spot Hidden.
Lucius continued walking, half expecting a lynch mob to jump out and attack him for visiting the infamous author... but he was pleasantly incorrect (for the time being).
ooc,just jab me in the ribs when I can interact again.
I just hope her eyes don't fall out.)