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Tommy fumbles around with the lock, but it's no good.

In the interest of stealth, Henry will also attempt to pick the lock.
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Unfortunately, he has never been one for skullduggery.

"I'll give it a try," says Cynthia. "It was my idea." She replaces her pin back in her hair, takes a coat hanger, and fiddles around with the lock - to no avail.

OOC,Hard Mechanical Repair roll (10 / 2 = 5% base skill) trying to pick the lock: [dice]0[/dice]

Melissa has come round more or less fully by this time;

"Why this is simply cosy everyone - a bit too cosy for my liking. I really feel the need to get out of here - and fast! What are them awful items of clothing, some kind of robe? What have we stumbled upon - some perverse kind of druids?"

OOC:   No need to play out the telling of Melissa what you have determined so far - I'll assume it as an automatic action

Cynthia fills in Melissa on what they know.

Melissa's face pales as her friend tells her the tale of how they came to be locked in this cabin.

"Oh my, that's just terrible! Gunshots and screams you say? Sounds simply awful Look, we have to get out of here!!!"

"Would you like to try to pick the lock?" asks Cynthia, offering her the coat hanger. "I thought I was getting close, but I couldn't quite do it."

"What - behave like a common thief... ok then, it sounds exciting. What do you do?" Melissa almost giggles with delight.

1/2 mech repair = 5%
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While Cynthia and Melissa take their turns attempting to unlock the door, Henry will figure out which one of the robes fits him best and put it on. He will try to cover as much of his face as possible with its hood.

"I think we should go ahead and try to break down the door, I doubt it will be noticed on account of whatever is going on on the rest of the ship."

"I have a bad feeling about this...", mumbles Father Mason, mentally reciting a quick prayer.

"Yes, I think you'd better," says Cynthia, backing away from the door to give them room. "Try kicking it either beside the lock or at the bottom panel for best effect. I know I can't do it. If I tried, the door would break me."

"Well, here goes," Tommy says, preparing to bash into the door.

Albert dons a robe and moves towards the door, "OK, Tommy on three. One, Two, Three!"
Albert aims his kick at a place near the door knob, but leaves room for Tommy to kick.

OOC:   I'm not even going to roll an opposition roll what with therm rolls. The door had a STR of 75 so ..

With a loud crash the door flies open as both Albert and Tommy stagger through the portal. Beyond is a shadowy oak-paneled corridor intermittently lit with flickering oil lamps whilst long shadows dance in an unfelt draught. Directly opposite the cabin you were in is a door marked with a letter 'B'. To the left and right are the remains of double doors that have been smashed from their hinges. The corridor is ominously quiet and you notice that there are five slender lines of dark fluid running along the wall with occasional rund of the fluid down the oak panels.

OOC:   Wither bound next bold investigators?

Henry will inspect the fluid on the wall, if only to confirm his suspicion that it is blood.

"We should try the door," whispers Cynthia. "Maybe there are other captives in there, or more robes."

Tommy figures they've made enough racket for anybody around to hear, so he tries to just pull the door open without keeping quiet.