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Harrison finishes his coffee and limps over to fetch another one. Leaning heavily against the cabinet he says:

"I'd be more comfortable sitting down than running around newspaper offices. So I'm all good for staking out the house. Or for seeing what's in that book."

He gratefully tucks away the $20 and smiles at Ms Patton.

"Just about time for a new coat too."

"Let me get those weapons for you, and Jordie, I'll have to reach out to my contact for that. I'll make some calls and I might have it later tonight." Ms. Patton gets up and leaves the room.

A few minutes later she returns with the .45 automatic, with 2 clips and a box of 50 rounds. A box of 50 .38 caliber shells and several fighting knives.

OOC:   stats for .45 auto: base chance to hit: 20%; damage 1d10+2, attacks per round: 1; rounds in clip: 7

Sonny eyes the guns warily "Ah, I'm not really comfortable around guns miss, I'll think I'll pass on the shooters.

He gratefully accepts the 20 bill.

"I'm happy to take a look through that book...that ok by everyone?"

"Don't," Charles urges Sonny. "Back at the pit... Those altars..." He shudders. "There was a compulsion. It was stronger than we were. And then... that thing..." Charles begins getting agitated at the memory. "Don't open it. Don't open it."

Harrison lets out an exasperated sigh.

"It was an altar at the pit, not paper words.We were there and we all felt that compulsion and we all saw what happened. I'm quite sure we're suitably equipped to stop whoever starts chanting. Now I feel the need for answers and I am sure they are in that book!"

"We barely survived that time. What if it happens again? Or if something worse happens?" urges Charles. "Whoever made that altar do what it did can probably do it to a book as well. Let's wait for the professor to return and get his advice. This is not something to go charging into heedlessly."

Warren Kaine

"Whoa! Strange padlocked book, altars, old men muttering spells. Do you know how mad all this is beginning to sound, like something out of a cheap novel about Voodoo and New Orleans" I turn and smile at Sonny, "No offence meant".

"I don't know what happened last night but you are beginning to sound like surviors of a bad case of trench heebiejeebies"
I take the pistol from Ms Patton and start loding the magazine.

"Whatever is going on we'll get to the bottom of it through rational investigation, not black magic mumbojumbo. Now I'm off to pay my respects to an old 'pal', Richard says he is coming too. I suggest that we all meet later at the house, we've put off looking in there too long"

I turn to Charles, "Wait for the Professor if you like, me Ive got a bone to pick with someone. I dont like being given the old flim-flam, or having some albino dressed in a carnival robe trying to stick a knife in me. Whatever is happening that house is at the centre of it so it's time we had a looksee"

I open my pocket watch, "Shall we say 2pm" then finishing loading the magazine and replacing it in the butt of the big automatic, I turn to Richard "Coming?"

Richard smiles a meanancing smile and reply's to Warren "Deffinitly"

Richard then follows Warren to the car

Richard and Warren,Go [url=http://www.callofcthulhu.org.uk/pbp/viewtopic.php?f=283&t=4709]here.[/url]

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OOC,everyone else just keep posting on this thread.

"If Richard and Warren are jumping head first into that house, I'm not signing my death just yet." Holding the $20 bill in her hand, Jordie continues,"Besides, I'd rather milk this investigation for what is worth."

With a warm inviting smile, Jordie looks around the room to see who's left, "I'm hitting up at the lovely bureau of magic and spell casting, to see if they know anything about the knife and that book. The fellow there is a bit of a stickler of pushing for your pockets, it'd be nice to have some muscles to escort me there."

Jordie casts her hand towards the book, showcasing the book as she walks away from it and inviting anyone to read it, "Though of course, you can spoil it for us now. Sticks and stones may break my bones."

OOC,To be honest guys, the reason I didn't read that book, is because I didn't want to lose any sanity points as I'm just a pansy like that :p. It probably has information pertaining to the [b]Chapel of Contemplation[/b] cult, and may even have some [i]Cthulhu Mythos[/i] points, if you read the book...

Harrison reaches out as Jordie passes by and grabs the book.

"If you don't mind...?"


He grabs his cane with his free hand and limps over to more comfortable seating. Once he's crashed into the sofa, he looks up at Charles.

"If I start mumbling or jumping around, you can knock out my lights."


With a big sigh, Harrison opens the book and starts browsing.

Micheal steps up behind Harrison, offering a little extra support in case Charles is not up to being so close to the book.

"Don't you worry. I'm not opposed to clocking you over the head. Maybe we should even get some restraints for you, just in case." He seems to be joking, though its hard to say for sure.

Harrison grins roguishly:

"Thanks Mike, but I'd rather have Jordie restraining me, if it's the same to you."

"Then I'm leaving," says Charles. "I'll go with you," he tells Jordie. "Meet you outside." He rapidly leaves the room and goes to wait for Jordie outside the Museum.

"Alright, just give me a moment," Jordie replies back to Charles, as Jordie searches around the room for a bucket or a pail in the room, hoping to fill it with some cold icy water for Harrison. Jordie wasn't too sure about restraining Harrison, as she can't imagine him doing much harm walking on three legs.

As you open the large volume you notice in the front cover is another smaller book. It isn't so fancy and appears to be a journal, probably only 50 to 100 years old. As compared to the larger book.
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the Book itself is made out of a strange material and the paper is old, VERY OLD. If you are too rough with it it the paper breaks and falls apart, seeming to age and crumble to dust when it seperates from the rest of the book. The pages are also made of a paper material you've never seen before.
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The front page is just a title page. But you can tell it is in Latin.

Harrison,make a Latin roll for me.

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Hand written on the cover of the smaller book, it says, Chapel of Contemplation & Church of Our Lord Granter of Secrets. Then in smaller letters under that is says Official Minutes.

Jordie sets a cold pail of water on the side of the table, ready to wake Harrison out of a spell. Noticing Harrison has opened the book, "Ready to draw first blood?" With a grim gravity to Jordie's voice.