IC-Ep 2-Tourists(Elizabeth/Lucius/Brook/Chad/Raymond/Salem)

[ImpInTraining]

The Roman looks a little confused when Italian is thrown into the mix. "Latin," Lucius corrected. "Latin is my language."

[DetectiveSocks]

"Stamus contra malum", hoping that Lucius would catch on to his subtle statement instead of a direct overture that seemed to upset Raymond. Salem gave pause to see Lucius caught his intention, he continued "you're pulling our leg to say Latin is your language!"

Salem recited a rhyme he remembered when he struggled learning Latin back in medical school.

"Latin is a language,
Dead as Dead Can Be,
First it Killed the Romans,
Now It's Killing Me."

Salem entertaining with the idea of Lucius wearing a Centurion helmet with the symbolic mohawk crest.

[CrackheadC.]

Raymond chuckled after Salem says Stamus contra malum, "Hah! That is one way to put what we do." His smile fades slightly, "Well, you've given us the third degree, care to tell us what brings you to Dunwich?"

[yockenthwaite]

"We're chance visitors," says Elizabeth. "And liking the place, and wanting to know more about it. Hence we're here at the museum."

[ImpInTraining]

Lucius nodded to the gentlemen and their statement, "I guess you could say it is the same for us." He looked at Brook and asked, "What does he mean Latin is a dead language?"

In response to their question, the Roman answered "Waiting for the Something Bad to happen," mostly to himself. "Something bad always happens shortly after we arrive."

[Thorn]

Brook looks at Lucius and shrugs. "Latin's just not the talk of the town anymore, Lucius. Not unless you're a Catholic priest or a doctor, I guess. Not necessarily a catholic doctor. Just a regular one."

When he mumbles about the big bad happening, she frowns a little. Something already had.

[CrackheadC.]

"Sounds like you have a bit of Murphy's Law luck too. We've had our number of run-ins with it already so far." Raymond gives Chad and Salem a look with a slight grin before lowering his voice to a whisper for them and the newcomers to hear, "Listen guys you seem fairly on the up and up, if not being a strange sort. I have a bit of a proposition. We're here from a lab because one of our friends, and a top researcher, went missing here. She was investigating any environmental causes of a disease a recent... person of interest developed before he tragically ended his life." Raymond plows through not bothered by the contents of his discussion, "The disease made the man almost amphibious looking. Our friend was sent to Dunwich to look into it as reports stated it developed in the man after his visit here. However, our friend has stopped reporting in under rather suspicious circumstances if I say so myself, so we came to look for her."

Raymond continues, "We arrived just today and we have seen people in town who have very similar disfigurements as well. My main concern is that we are just scientists and security, I have a feeling it will be quite difficult to find anyone in a small town that doesn't want the person found." He glances at Chad and Salem before finishing, "What I'm saying is, a few friendly extra eyes wouldn't hurt. And maybe if you help us," he looks at Lucius, "when your something bad comes along, we might be able to help. Quid pro quo, you understand?"

[SSior.27]

Chad chuckles and smiles a little nervously at the mention of his piloting error, but at least he is able to laugh about it now... was that a bad thing? He runs his fingers subconsciously down the deep scars on his face, not necessarily trying to hide them (he'd long since gotten over the embarrassment for the deep mars on his flesh) and listens with no small amount of incredulity as Raymond goes into detail about their task at hand. But when the offer is made at the end, he nods and looks for a reply from the group.

Something bad always happens? Really? Always?

[yockenthwaite]

"I think we'd be happy to help," says Elizabeth, looking to the others. "Yes? As I said we're chance visitors here, but we've noticed some very strange things since we arrived. And we are a little bit stuck here at the moment. Anything we could do to find out what is going on might help us as well."

[Thorn]

Brook nods. "Yeah, I can think of better times to get stuck in. I mean stuck. Amphibious means some kind of water animal, right? Like frogs or fish? Or giant sea monsters that can haul things into the ocean?"

[SSior.27]

"Well, fish aren't amphibians, but... wait... did you say 'giant sea monsters'??" Chad is taken aback by the inclusion of this option.

[Thorn]

"Well, we haven't seen any, but I wouldn't be surprised." Brook shrugs.

[ImpInTraining]

Lucius nodded, "Probably living in the sunken city off the coast. We will help you. They took something of ours anyway, we aim to get it back."

[CrackheadC.]

"You didn't see potentially non-existent monsters, but they took something of yours that you want back? What did they take and how do you know?" Raymond asks, "It could just as easily be some villagers looking to make a buck off of visitors."

[yockenthwaite]

"It's not easy to explain, but it, our transport mechanism, was dragged into the sea," says Elizabeth. "We left it parked on the beach. When we came back it was gone and there were grooves in the sand showing it had been dragged into the sea. It would have been far too heavy for villagers to move easily, even with a vehicle to drag it. And Lucius did see strange things in the sea."

[ImpInTraining]

Lucius explains further, "I saw their footprints, more like webbed-claws. Definitely not human, but at least as large as one - walking upright."

[SSior.27]

Chad, slightly unnerved by all this talk, does the sensible thing and makes sure the museum curator is not listening to this rather strange conversation...

[Mr. Handy]

Amelia's wide eyes showed that she could indeed hear what they were saying.

[SSior.27]

Noticing this, "Perhaps we should move this conversation elsewhere?" Chad tries to lead the group elsewhere. To Brook and Elizabeth, he adds conversationally, "Fancy a tea?"

[Thorn]

"Perhaps we should take a quick tour of the museum first, now that we're here?" Brook looks to her friends. The museum wasn't her first choice, but sometimes when strange things occurred, it was good to do a little research of the place. "We could meet up for tea afterwards, at the Inn, for instance."