3 Genius Loci: Research and Rumination

[Zero]

OOC:   Can I make a Luck roll to see if Jimmy's own "protection" are paying attention? They're around the casino floor somewhere. Not talking about the other investigators btw.

[Mr. Handy]

Carl nods again. "We'll each pick one and come up behind him," he whispers to Coach. "Jimmy should be able to handle the third one himself. Hopefully we can scare them off without even having to fight." He chooses one of the three goons whose back is to him and approaches stealthily, ready to strike if necessary.

OOC,Stealth roll (20% base skill) to sneak up behind the goon: [dice]0[/dice] Intimidate roll (55% skill) to frighten the goons: [dice]1[/dice]

[Umbral Dragon]

OOC:   Can I make a Luck roll to see if Jimmy's own "protection" are paying attention? They're around the casino floor somewhere. Not talking about the other investigators btw.

Sure...let's see what the fates hold for Jimmy!

[jp1885]

Coach knows he's too clumsy to sneak up on anyone, so unlike the ranger he goes for the direct approach. He approaches the nearest goon, putting on his best 'you better hit a home run or there'll be trouble' glower.

"Hey buddy, you wanna talk to my pal?"

He tilts his head towards Jimmy.

Intimidate 60% FAIL,[dice]0[/dice]

Unfortunately the goon obviously never played ball.

[HoneyDog]

Joseph is behind the others, ready to see what happens.

[Zero]

Jimmy the Chin heard the Coach speak up on his behalf. He quickly realized that the others must be nearby. Emboldened by this realization, the gangster opened the left side of his jacket. A holstered Colt 45 revolver was revealed to the three goons.

"Get out of the way, boys. Betty and I have business to discuss." he demanded of the trio.

Intimidate (30%),[dice]0[/dice]

Luck (46),[dice]1[/dice]

OOC:   Well, the Luck roll failed so that means The Chin's own hired protection weren't paying attention. Probably too busy around the tables. However... The Intimidate roll was a success.

[Umbral Dragon]

At first the thug faces coach. Though he is a large fellow, his suit is understated, yet elegant and impressive. Obviously expensive. He is about 5'10" thickly set. His neck is almost non-existent, his hands are like paws and large fingers remind you of thick sausages. He has a scar on the left side of his face that runs from the corner of his jaw almost to his chin. His hair is fiery red, cropped marine corps style, parted in the middle. His eyes, sparkle green with gold flecks, and his teeth seem perfect, maybe too perfect. He speaks to Coach through his gritted teeth, "You'd like ta join the conversation praps?" Until he sees Jimmy flash his iron. His accent is unmistakably Irish.
"Pardon me boys," he signals with a nod to his other two compatriots, "Seems I've mistaken yer friend for someone else."

[jp1885]

Coach tries not to show his relief as the situation winds down. With his bluff being called, he really doesn't relish the prospect of tangling with the gorilla looming in front of him.

I'm guessing he didn't get those dentures from eating too much candy, he thinks to himself.

He smiles a tight smile and takes a step back.

"Just a misunderstanding all 'round yeah?"

[Umbral Dragon]

As the other two men come to stand behind the man with the Red hair, he lights a cigarette from inside his jacket, and blows the smoke at Coach.
He pats him on the shoulder, his hand is heavy, and says, "Aye, you might say that. Next time maybe you and I can have a spot." At this the man leans into Coach's face, the smell of cigarettes and liquor permeate his breath. Then, of a sudden, he pulls back laughing loudly, "Hey folks, this here is Jimmy Muldoon! He used to play with the Red Socks!"
He joins the crowd in clapping for Coach. Then he winks and walks off with his men in tow...

[Mr. Handy]

"Well, that could have gone worse," says Carl. "Still, we'll have to watch our backs. I don't think this is the last we'll see of those guys."

[jp1885]

Coach groans inwardly at the applause - he hates being recognised. It always starts with adulation, until someone remembers why he retired from the sport. Then the mutterings start... 'gambling', 'scandal', 'has been...'

He acknowledges the crowd with a tip of his cap, cursing the large Irishman under his breath as he does so.

Big jerk, he thinks to himself. Still, that'll teach me to go around acting the tough guy....

"Yeah, I don't think they're finished with us just yet," he replies to Carl, before turning to Jimmy.

"You good? Let's not forget what we've come here for, huh?"

[Zero]

Had his threat not been taken seriously, Jimmy the Chin would have been perfectly happy mixing it up with the goons, especially that dumb gorilla-like Paddy. It had been quite awhile since he had personally been involved in a scrap. His men usually took care of such things. With that thought, the gangster casually glanced about the place for his own hired muscle. He spotted Marco and Umberto near one of the craps tables. He caught the latter's eye and gestured for the two men to approach. Clearly those two hadn't been doing their jobs and there would be hell to pay later for their ineptitude. He then turned his attention onto the others.

"I ain't finished with that broad, but that business can wait. This party's suddenly a drag. Let's blouse, gents.". he said.

Spot Hidden (56%),[dice]0[/dice]

OOC:   Not expecting a check for that skill use, just wanted to use it from an rp-standpoint.

[Mr. Handy]

Carl nods and follows him.

[jp1885]

"Yeah, let's get outta here."

With one last baleful glare at the big goon, Coach follows the others.

[HoneyDog]

Joseph relaxes. He's glad to be shot of the noisy club and it's unpleasant denizens. Still, it might make a good story though.

[jp1885]

Once free from the allure of the casino, Coach breathes a little easier. When he's sure no-one is listening, he turns to the others.

"Y'know, something tells me we won't be getting Larry out of that place anytime soon by applying to the courts. Now Larry knows something's up, and he did give us one lead - McBride."

"We know he did some building work at that damn place, but he wouldn't have taken a jackhammer to that joint on his own. I'm gonna go ask around the local builders and contractors - see what they know about the guy. Anyone wanna tag along?"

[Mr. Handy]

"It might not work," says Carl. "Corruption does exist, even in the courts, but it's worth a try. I'd like to get McBride out of there too."

[HoneyDog]

"I want to find out what I can about the last administrator" says Joseph.