IC: 6b: Thatcher Island: Eddie, Aunt Loosa, Alyssa

[Papa Gateau]

Aunt Loosa watches from the background whilst Eddie arranges hire of the boat for the day from Dryver

Aunt Loosa thinking:   I don't really trust him, there is something...untoward about him. Strange what he says about the artists though, almost as if they are entranced by what they paint or see

OOC,I'll make a Psychology roll on Dryver Psychology 75 [dice]0[/dice]

[BenTheRat]

"Not a problem, there is a pier by the light-keepers house." The boat pilot says as he raises the sail and turns the boat out to sea.

[Mr. Handy]

Eddie stands by the rail, breathing in the salty air. "Ah, now this is refreshing!" he says.

OOC,Psychology roll (40% skill) about [b]Dryver[/b] [dice]0[/dice]

[DetectiveSocks]

Alyssa shifted her hands behind herself on the seat and leans back, basking in the sun. Keeping mostly to herself and made mental notes of Dryver's behaviour.

Psychology 75%,[dice]0[/dice]

[BenTheRat]

Alyssa,you can tell Dryver is mad at the situation, but not mad at the painters. He more feels sorry for them, and mad at someone else.

The boat trip out to the island is pretty uneventful. It's a beautiful day and the sun is out. As the boat pilot pulls up next to the pier, he drops his sail and pulls out an oar to guide you in. "Here take this rope and jump up on the pier, tie us off." He says to Eddie. "I'll wait here, go check out the lighthouses, I wouldn't take too long a storm front is supposed to move in later." He goes about tying off the boat and helping the ladies out of the boat onto the pier.

On the island you can see 2 large lighthouses, 1 on each end of the small island, that stretch up into the sky. A walkway goes up from the pier to a small house at the foot of one of the lighthouses.

[Mr. Handy]

"Thank you," Eddie says to the boatman before turning to the ladies. "Shall we try the house first? Maybe someone lives there who can tell us more about the island and the lighthouses."

[BenTheRat]

The sailor kicking back with a magazine overhears you, "Yea, old man McFee should be up there, he's the light keeper." and he goes back to his Life magazine.

[DetectiveSocks]

The slow day had tested Alyssa's patience, her eagerness drawing closer and closer as the boat moored to the dock. Alyssa grabs Eddie's hand, pulling herself out the boat, "Well, let's make our way now, while we're still young." Alyssa smiles to Aunt Loosa as she offers her hand.

[Papa Gateau]

Aunt Loosa takes the proffered hand and climbs unsteadily from the boat, showing for the first time the physical frailty of her age. She smiles at Alyssa

Thank you dear, me and boats don't tend to get on too well she smoothes down her clothes and turns to the pilot Thank you for the safe crossing, how long do you think we have before the storm arrives? she glances towards the sky, a light worry creasing her brow or tides, do we need to worry about tides?

[BenTheRat]

Eddie (the boat captain) smiles, "Tides won't be a problem. Should be 2-3 hours at least. Keep an eye North, if you see a line of black clouds," and he points in one direction, "then high tail it back here. Them light houses are strong but I wouldn't want to hold up in 'em during a storm."

[Mr. Handy]

Eddie feels a tingle when Alyssa takes hold of his hand. There's nothing like being with a beautiful woman to make him feel more alive. "Thanks, we'll do that," he tells the other Eddie. "Those lighthouses must have been standing for a long time. Did they ever get hit by a storm before?"

[BenTheRat]

"Sure lots of storms, been here a couple hundred years. Well not these, they got rebuilt a few years back, but yea.." he trails off.

[Mr. Handy]

"Okay, thanks again," says Eddie. "Odd that Mr. Dryver didn't know about that when I asked him about the lighthouses."

[Papa Gateau]

Aunt Loosa happy to have her feet back on dry on land watches the exchange between the pilot and Eddie.

Well, if there is a storm due, best we make hay. Come on dears, let's see what's to be seen

[BenTheRat]

As you walk up the graveled walkway you can see the 2 lighthouses standing proud. One on the most Northern tip. The other on the SE tip. You ware walking towards the later. In front of you a small 1 story rock house sits with a porch. An man in is mid-50's is sitting in a rocking chair on the porch, smoking a pipe.

The walkway branches, one part going to the house, the 2nd path heading towards the closer light house. And the last path heading up towards the other lighthouse.

[Mr. Handy]

Eddie leads the way down the branch leading to the house. "Good day, sir," says Eddie, tipping his hat to the man on the porch.

[BenTheRat]

"Morning to you. If your sightseeing I'd be quick about it. I feel a storm coming on." he replies.

[Mr. Handy]

"I think you're right," says Eddie. "I'm Eddie Donovan, and these ladies are Miss Alyssa Ryan and Aunt Loosa. Would you mind if we asked you a few questions about the island and the lighthouses? I understand the lighthouses were destroyed in a storm a few years back and rebuilt."

[BenTheRat]

"Nope, lighthouses never been destroyed in no storm. We did rebuild them but only because the originals were kind of small. These newer ones have been lit ever since." he says.

[Mr. Handy]

"That's good to know," says Eddie. "Would it be okay if we went up to the top? The view must be spectacular. Aside from the lighthouses, what other points of interest are on Thatcher Island?"