Smoking Car

[Laraqua]

Piano Bar Car, France, 20:30

The New York Twelve - You're Driving Me Crazy, 1930

This sophisticate carriage contains a long bar staffed by a bartender at one end and it opens its doors at 10AM to allow entrance to the Dining Car if need be although it doesn't serve alcohol until midday at which point the bar remains open and staffed until midnight wherein guests can mingle, listen to music, dance, and drink either on stools at the bar or on long couches upholstered in brown that face each other over the central aisle with a polished mahogany coffee table between them and a set of lamps on tables between each couch to provide additional lighting on top of the dim overhead lighting if need be. The couches are quite comfortable and the room is always nicely warm. Oftentimes this carriage is filled with the heady scent of cigarette smoke and ashtrays are plentiful on each table. While the bar stands on one side of the car (closest to the door to the Lounge Car), a piano sits at the other end alongside a gap about as wide as it is long which is used as an impromptu dance floor on occasion by those enjoying the bar.

The pianist arrives and, after greeting a few people crowding around the piano, sits down in preparation to play.

Farooqi Al-Rassam paused a moment as the pianist walked past. "Ah, there he is. At least that is one mystery solved. As to the war, well, he does have a highly efficient and obsessive military machine backed by every human cruelty and barbarism known to man."

Psychology roll,Farooqi is no friend to communism but he is a bitter enemy of fascism. He is the sort of man who sees a line drawn in the sand around Germany where people are either for Germany or against them. Considering the issue with the Soviet-Nazi treaty, he sees communism in a far more negative light than before. He also seems to have some personal issue against Nazi Germany, as though he were privy to some issue or consideration that most are not, and it weighs heavily on his mind.

[Mr. Handy]

"I'll grant him his efficient brutality," says Elena, "but this time he has bitten off more than he can chew. He believes that since Chamberlain bowed to his wishes last year, that he will do so again. In that, he is grossly mistaken. The days when he can swallow up a country without firing a shot are over. When people wake up and see the danger he poses, they will band together to oppose him. Even people who would otherwise be natural foes will set their differences aside to fight the scourge of fascism. After its defeat they'll go right back to fighting each other, of course, but for now they have a greater enemy."

[Laraqua]

The door to the communications compartment between the Dining Car and the Smoking Car opens and Amadi enters, followed by Schiller who has Cecil and Charles a step behind (in order to fit through the doorway and the corridor) who were holding onto Schiller's arms and seem to be guiding him from behind. People watch them, getting out of the aisle to help them pass, but thus far no one approaches the.

Cecil

Schiller

Charles Belanger

Amadi

[Mr. Handy]

Elena takes out her cigarette holder and a cigarette, which she places inside the holder while she observes the new arrivals.

[DrPeterson]

Wolfgang finishes his drink as the men file in.

Your friends having made quite ze catch. Zat man is Gerhard Schiller, I meeting him vhen I boarding ze Express. His a significant Archäologe, an... archaeologist and in service of ze Reich...I vonder vhat's wrong.

[aine]

"By Jove, quite the fug in here!" Cecil frowns at the smoke and leans against the chair back to steady himself and Schiller as the train lurches. "Okay, Once more into the fray, chaps." They move on down the aisle, Cecil puts out a hand to steady himself and catches Wolfgang in the back. "I say, sorry old chap! Clumsy buffoon that I am. Would you mind leaning out of the way so we can get old Fritz by?" He winks at Elena, "So sorry to disturb your drinks, Madame, express delivery don't you know." He looks disparagingly at her cigarette and then grins at Mr. Al-Rassam.

[Mr. Handy]

"Of course," says Elena, stepping out of the way. She returns her cigarette, which she had not yet lit, and her holder to her purse. "I can see that cigarette smoke bothers you, so I won't light up while you're here. Elena Orloff. Pleased to meet you."

[DrPeterson]

Wolfgang gives a none too friendly look, but then moves back a bit to allow passage. He knits his brows together as he looks from Schiller to the Brit,

not getting,[dice]0[/dice]

the Fritz-reference, he says:

Zat man is not called Fritz, he is Gerhard Schiller. Vat happening to him?

[aine]

"Is he really?" Cecil peers at Schiller. "Well, if you say so old chap, thanks for the heads-up." He maneuvers Schiller past Wolfgang and Elena. "I fear he is rather under the weather from something he ate so we're just popping him back to his cabin." He smiles at Elena, "Lord Horfield, and likewise. Please don't put it away on my account, it rather suits you. Come along Herr Schiller, lets get you home." He smiles at Elena and nods politely to Wolfgang before nodding to Amadi to continue.

[Mr. Handy]

"Thank you," says Elena, smiling back and once again taking out her cigarette and holder. "What did he eat?"

[DrPeterson]

Wolfgang nods as Cecil moves on, a genuine smile on his lips.

"You should ask for if zere is a doctor on ze train."

[aine]

"We'll get him comfortable and then dig one out if he hasn't improved. Ta very much, coming through!" Cecil, Amadi and Mr. Beranger shepherd Schiller out to the next car.

[Laraqua]

The trio manage to shepherd Schiller into the Lounge Car.

[Mr. Handy]

"How very peculiar," says Elena to Wolfgang, watching Lord Horfield and the others lead Schiller away, unable to understand the man. "That's another thing that's gone wrong."

[DrPeterson]

Wolfgang nods, concurring with Elena.

"Interesting character zat Lord...I am being not certain he vas speakink English."

He puts his hand on her shoulder and smiles kindly.

"I zinking ve vill be healzy, beef iz ze very good for you."

[Mr. Handy]

"That is true," says Elena, smiling back, "though soon it will be a luxury that many will not taste again for years - and others will never taste again." She lowers her head. "He was speaking English all right, but it's the sort of English that only the English can fully understand. Of course, he is only guessing about the cause of Herr Schiller's condition."

[Laraqua]

Piano Bar Car, France, 20:45

The New York Twelve - You're Driving Me Crazy, 1930

This sophisticate carriage contains a long bar staffed by a bartender at one end and it opens its doors at 10AM to allow entrance to the Dining Car if need be although it doesn't serve alcohol until midday at which point the bar remains open and staffed until midnight wherein guests can mingle, listen to music, dance, and drink either on stools at the bar or on long couches upholstered in brown that face each other over the central aisle with a polished mahogany coffee table between them and a set of lamps on tables between each couch to provide additional lighting on top of the dim overhead lighting if need be. The couches are quite comfortable and the room is always nicely warm. Oftentimes this carriage is filled with the heady scent of cigarette smoke and ashtrays are plentiful on each table. While the bar stands on one side of the car (closest to the door to the Lounge Car), a piano sits at the other end alongside a gap about as wide as it is long which is used as an impromptu dance floor on occasion by those enjoying the bar. The pianist has yet to begin play..

Farooqi Al-Rassam smiles at the two of them. "If you will excuse me, I should probably get to know a few of the other passengers."

[DrPeterson]

Wolfgang nods a kind goodbye to Farooqi and then smiles at Elena.

Russian,"[color=#0000BF]I for one am curious to find out more about that gentleman's dreams.[/color]"

Wolfgang indicates Roby with his glass.

Russian, "Would you do the honour of joining me, Elena, or shall we indeed take Farooqi's suggestion and meet some other people." He flashes her a smile. "I can already imagine the gossip that would circulate on this train."

[Mr. Handy]

"Of course, Mr. Farooqi," says Elena. "Good evening."

After he leaves, she speaks to Wolfgang.

Russian,[color=darkred]"I am also eager to meet other people,"[/color] she says, [color=darkred]"but I too am curious about [b]Mr. Roby[/b]'s dreams. Let's meet him first."[/color]

[DrPeterson]

Russian,[color=#0000BF]Then I would be honoured to escort you.[/color]

Wolfgang offers Elena his arm and guides them by the bar to refresh their drinks before moving to the Robies.


Good evenink, I is Wolfgang Ritter and zis my charmink companion is Elena Orloff. May ve accompany you for a drinking?