Play@YSDC

Ship Inn - Dunwich, England
1:30 PM - Thursday, September 5, 1985

Chad, Raymond, Tobias, Elliot, and Valerie entered the lobby of the Ship Inn, where Annie Howard was still behind the counter. Elliot headed upstairs, where he could see that the new door to Room 104 was now installed and stood open, but the hideous handyman was still there, sanding it. The door lock was standard, just like the locks on the other rooms. It shouldn't be too much a problem for someone with his skills to get it open, even with Valerie's hairpin.

Raymond gave a large smile in the direction of Annie Howard and gave a slight nod as he attempted to pile into the lobby along with his companions. "Do any of you wish to go to your rooms first to freshen up?" he asked to the group. "I can get us some seating at the bar if you want while you go do whatever it is you need to do." he smiled again, this was a playful one, one of a comical nature meant to lighten the mood.

Raymond Macintyre,Player: Shroudeye (formerly played by CrackheadC.) Name: Raymond MacIntyre Age: 28 Sex: Male Occupation: UNIT Technical Advisor Current Residence: UNIT HQ, London Colleges, Degrees: Oxford, Physics and Chem M.Sc. Birthplace: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA Home Era: 1985

Elliot walks on by, ignoring the handyman as I make my way to my room. I enter my room, make sure nothings been disturbed, spend about 5 minutes, then head back down to the bar to meet up with Raymond and have a drink.

"Your room is ready," Annie told Valerie, handing her two keys. "It's Room 101. Top of the stairs, to the right, first door on the left."

Valerie thanked Annie and followed Elliot upstairs, where she gave him his key. They went into Room 101, which was fairly small and was pretty standard fare. The room contained two single beds, a small writing desk and chair located near the door, and a window. The door had a chain lock and a small sign hanging from the knob inside the room that read "Do Not Disturb." The room also had a cramped bathroom with a combination shower/bathtub, a toilet, and a sink. The room also had a connecting door in the right wall that led to Room 103, though the door was shut and locked.

OOC,Your room wasn't actually ready yet when you were here this morning, so you've never been in it before.

Tobias spends a bit of time outside the hotel getting some fresh air, just in case he is being watched but also because he can't face the stuffy (in more than one sense) hotel just yet. eventually, he walks through the door and goes up to Annie. "Is my room ready yet - Annie?" He smiles bravely while rubbing his head. He says to Raymond, "I was going to lie down but now that you mention it, I think a beer might work instead. See if they have anything American."

OOC,Raymond, Tobias is also American. So far, he has been a grumpy git and a loner; he is a new to UNIT and is there as a technical advisor.

Annie grins back. "I'm sorry, Tobias," she said to him, "it's not ready yet. The door's been installed, but it's still being sanded down, and then it needs to be painted. Check back around six, like I said. The paint should be dry by then."

OOC,[b]Tobias[/b] is [b]Raymond[/b]'s new assistant.

"Tobias, you do not feel well? Perhaps you should skip the drink and get some rest then? No? Ok well then let me gets us something as close to home as one can in this bathtub they call Dunwich shall we?" Raymond, sometimes called Ray by his close associates, motioned over to the bartender and asked for anything particularly American to drink and if not, something they would suggest in a beer that was close to what he wanted. While they waited, he leaned closer to Tobias speaking in hushed tones. "Ya know that I think we may make some progress if we do a certain looky-lou on a certain quack while safely away and peeping from a distance. What ya think my friend? Set up some nice equipment and do a bit of cloak and dagger?" Raymond did his best improvisation of the theme song of mission impossible, not caring if he hurt some eardrums while hitting awful off-key notes.

Raymond Macintyre,Player: Shroudeye (formerly played by a few losers) [img]http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y271/vivamort/9238515d-7f32-499e-a6f7-77099636633c_zpsa8ebb785.jpg~original[/img] [b]Name: Raymond MacIntyre Age: 28 Sex: Male Occupation: UNIT Technical Advisor Current Residence: UNIT HQ, London Colleges, Degrees: Oxford, Physics and Chem M.Sc. Birthplace: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA Home Era: 1985[/b]

Chad looks around indecisively then responds to Raymond somewhat wearily as he follows him into the Hotel lounge. "I think I'll join you Raymond. After all that's gone on today, I'm afraid if I see a bed the sirens call of rest will be too great. Besides I'm interested in if you found out anything interesting on your little excursion." Chad approaches Tobias and Raymond.

Raymond motions to Chad, urging his forward and to join them at the bar, pointing to his left side, to a seat he had placed his coat over to save it, although he did not think it was needed but he di that anyway. "Chad, we were just discussing a little nightly tourism, to get some pretty pictures of dark places if ya know what I mean." He winked at Chad and smiled, half hoping he had no clue what he was babbling about, just for fun to take some of the edge off...

Raymond Macintyre,Player: Shroudeye (formerly played by a few losers) [img]http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y271/vivamort/9238515d-7f32-499e-a6f7-77099636633c_zpsa8ebb785.jpg~original[/img] [b]Name: Raymond MacIntyre Age: 28 Sex: Male Occupation: UNIT Technical Advisor Current Residence: UNIT HQ, London Colleges, Degrees: Oxford, Physics and Chem M.Sc. Birthplace: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA Home Era: 1985[/b]

Chad, Raymond, and Tobias made their way to the restaurant and bar in the rear of the inn. The lunch crowd was thinning out, so there was plenty of room. Before long, Elliot and Valerie returned from upstairs and joined them. The bartender poured a Budweiser for Raymond and slid it across the bar to him after he paid for it.

Elliot gets a drink for him and Valerie, "here you go Auntie." Once he settled in with the rest of the UNIT group. "So have we actually found out anything?"

Raymond pays for his drink and then passes it to Tobias since it is of American manufacture. "What does everyone want to drink? Eat something perhaps?" Ray said with a flourish as he welcomed in his associates to the bra area which was becoming crowded as more came through and took a seat. Ray looked at Elliot for a brief moment. "Well I was just remarking that I think we should get some more information about the Doctor. He seemed particularly deceptive when asked some fairly routine questions in my opinion. I think a call to U.N.I.T. would be in order to procure some surveillance equipment. What say you? Any useful information on your end?" Raymond asked as he grabbed the attention of the barkeep for another round.

Elliot gets a quizzical look on his face, "Do you mean Professor Story? Sure he's a bit odd as are his companions, but I also think they just got here. Probably Yank tourists, I don't think they were involved. My highest priority is to get in and search her old room, maybe she left us a clue in there somewhere."

Raymond looks at Elliot eye to eye and smiles. He spoke softer now, almost just mouthing the words "Dr. Richard Strong". He was barely audible, not wanting to attract anymore unwanted attention to the matter of their investigations. Tourists should not stand out this much as it were, he thought to himself. "If you think a room check is in order, please do so. We are all in this together. "

Elliot looking a bit embarrased, "My bad, Amelia just mentioned him briefly as being one of the elders here. What can you tell us about him?"

"Nothing much really." said Raymond in a matter-of-fact tone. "This is why I was suspect of the Good Doctor. He was omitting something or at least I suspect he is holding something back from us. I could be wrong though and this is why I want to call in some equipment to aid in finding out what we need to know." He then took a swig of his beer. It was warm of course, no one in Dunwich had ice for some reason.

Chad lowers his voice. "I think I catch your drift Raymond. I'm not convinced everyone in this town knows about the more interesting goings on around them. So certainly we are unlikely to find anything parading around in the plain sight of day. I was thinking if anyone had an edge on what we're looking to find out it would be the good doctor"

Tobias accepts his 'Bud' gratefully and takes a swig. "Thanks Sir. I mean, Ray. I can't believe I lost all my equipment in the smash, talk about bad luck. There's a callbox outside the hotel if we want to contact UNIT for more gear." In a low voice he says, "Well, it looks like I've got that room with the broken door so I'm looking forward to investigating that room rather carefully. As it may well have been Dr. Kirkby's. I couldn't get the name of that gruesome handyman but he's local. Also, I left the window to the museum offices slightly ajar so we can always get back in tonight - although I had a quick rifle though the files and didn't find much. There was some documents on an important local family called the Barnes who had been Mayors of London and involved against the Spanish Armada. Oh, and I checked out about hereditary diseases but only found the Black Death here. Mind you, I didn't have much time."

He drinks some more beer, "Oh, and I might have a date with the lovely Miss Howard at 6pm. So if I need to ask her anything specific, let me know."

He looked at Tobias with a renewed sense of respect. This man is a credit to his profession and a great asset to U.N.I.T. Raymond only smiled though, listening intently to the updated information that was seemingly useful. "Hmm." Ray said as he contemplated the next move. "A date you say? It that case let us take a brief stroll to the callbox and get you some new clothes for your date!"

Chad reflected upon the day and the lost Helicopter, and sighed heavily. He could think of few greater professional failures than a pilot losing one's aircraft during a routine operation. Worse yet having killed the ground crew and injured his team. The fact, again a Helicopter, so much like the last time, it weighed down upon him. This time it was his fault.

He turns to Raymond "You mind if I get myself an ale? I could really use a pint of the ole Boddingtons right now."

Chad's mind darts back to the purpose of the trip, the medical anomaly....

"So Raymond, were you planning to do something with the after hours this evening or did you want to wait?"

"You're in room 104, great. Then we don't have to break in. As soon as we can I'd like to search it. I just hope she left us some clue." Elliot stopped and took a gulp from his pint of local brewed stout, then in a more hushed tone, "If you can get the doctor out of his house, I can take a look around there tonight propbably also."

Raymond just nodded to everyone trying to talk all at once and during this mass gathering of speaking persons, he managed to get the bartenders attention again and placed Chad's request. "Good ideas all. I have yet to check into my room so I shall do so when you want to poke around 104 and join you if you like. I do also need to get in touch with our people and place an equipment drop. Chad if you want, please give me your lists. Now as far as the nocturnal tourism idea, separating the doctor from his home may be far more difficult. This is why I wanted to commence with a stake-out of sorts before taking further clandestine actions. We are after all guests here and do not want to be part of the story."

"No offense, but I could care less whose story gets trampled on here. We aren't here to observe and take notes. We are here to find one of our own thats gone missing, possibly from foul play. So if that means getting our hands a bit messy to do that, then so be it. We've been tip-toeing around town here for too long already in my opinion. I say we line everyone up and start shooting people till someone starts talking." Elliot takes a look around to guage the reaction to his shock statement to see if it is getting the reaction he wants. "Someone around here knows something. Her door is smashed in, and I know she didn't go down without a fight, or a plan or something. There had to have been several of them, that means witnesses. One person doesn't pull this off. We need to start finding out soon before its too late."

The bartender kept the drinks flowing as long as the money did the same.

Tobias keeps his face blank at Elliot's statement but he nods imperceptibly. "I've got a short list of equipment to replace as well but, even if we call UNIT now, we wouldn't get it until at least tomorrow. We'd have to arrange a drop outside of the village for it too." He wonders how Raymond would react to his list. "Wouldn't the doctor leave his house to deal with a medical problem?"

ooc,What time is it?

Raymond was taken aback a little by the sudden violent suggestions that Elliot spoke about not-so-subtlety to all that was listening. he quickly pushed back the urge to react unprofessionally and instead turned his attention to what Tobias just said. "Brilliant plan man!" Raymond stated with a slap on the back to Tobias. "Can you play injured?" he asked as he raised his eyebrow quizzically.

Raymond Macintyre,Player: Shroudeye (formerly played by CrackheadC.) Name: Raymond MacIntyre Age: 28 Sex: Male Occupation: UNIT Technical Advisor Current Residence: UNIT HQ, London Colleges, Degrees: Oxford, Physics and Chem M.Sc. Birthplace: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA Home Era: 1985

Chad looks at Elliot, sympathetic to his frustration."Elliot I'm anxios too but we've got no idea what or how many of what we are up against. We are down on gear and an extraction vehicle. The one thing we do have going for us is our cover, and right now all we have is suspicions. We're not even sure if we kick in someone's door what we are looking for. Or really whose door we should be kicking in. And once we do get belligerant had better score something really good because with our cover gone the opposition wil either attack, or retreat and disappear, neither one is good for Dr. Kirby. Whatever we do it mustn't blow our secrecy....yet"

Tobias winces as Ray slaps him on the back and glares at him. "I don't reckon I need to 'play' anything, thank you very much." He says acerbically and flexes his shoulder. "I'll just add a re-opened shoulder wound to the list." He drinks his beer moodily and then relents, "I suppose I could have a relapse during the date; it'll be dark by then for reconnoitering and the doctor is more likely to come if Annie calls him out. 'Wounded Soldier' is always a good one with the girls anyhow."

Ray's face lost all colour after he realized his terrible mistake. He sunk inside after he had hurt his assistant further, and felt horrible. "You would do this then?" he asked, not sure if Tobias was up to it since he showed signs of pain, some of which he had caused. "Only if you feel up to it lad. I would not want to put you at further harm if you are still in bad shape." Ray then sighed and stared at Tobias. "Sorry about hurting you."

Elliot takes another swig, "sorry about that outburst. You're right all we have going for us is our cover. But we could "observe" people all day long and get nothing out of that. I like this idea of calling the doc for Tobias and I'll have a quick look around his house and office."

Tobias smiles weakly, "That's alright Ray, but I think I'll have to take it easy tonight and let Elliott do the snooping. I reckon a quiet date and an appointment with the doc will be more my line. I might take a nap though as it could be a long night."

Raymond nodded in approval and acceptance of the task ahead. He was also relieved that Elliot was calmer now thanks to a few well placed words by Chad. "Very well gentlemen, I shall make the call and arrange for some new equipment to be dropped and then we can pay the good Doctor a visit for a check-up on our dear friend Tobias once he has rested. I think we all need a little break and should check our rooms for anything out of place if you know what I mean" Ray then placed a few more bills on the bar for another round and walked off to find the callbox.

OOC,Going outside and heading toward the callbox

Raymond Macintyre,Player: Shroudeye (formerly played by CrackheadC.)[img]http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y271/vivamort/9238515d-7f32-499e-a6f7-77099636633c_zpsa8ebb785.jpg~original[/img] Name: Raymond MacIntyre Age: 28 Sex: Male Occupation: UNIT Technical Advisor Current Residence: UNIT HQ, London Colleges, Degrees: Oxford, Physics and Chem M.Sc. Birthplace: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA Home Era: 1985

OOC,Yes, I said in one of the posts above that the bartender was keeping the drinks flowing.

OOC,Everyone is moving to the thread linked below.

Joining Forces