Formal Dinner: Table Four
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Formal Dinner: Table Four
Formal Dinner: Table Four
This thread is for the folloeing player characters:
Prof Graves
Clark
William Turner
Olof
Jack
The following NPCs are also sat there:
Samuel Winslow, Graduate Student (Glaciology)
Louis Laroche (Radio Technician/Operator & Electrician)
Albert Gilmore (Drill Technician)
Samuel Winslow, Louis Laroche, Albert Gilmore
This thread is for the folloeing player characters:
Prof Graves
Clark
William Turner
Olof
Jack
The following NPCs are also sat there:
Samuel Winslow, Graduate Student (Glaciology)
Louis Laroche (Radio Technician/Operator & Electrician)
Albert Gilmore (Drill Technician)
Samuel Winslow, Louis Laroche, Albert Gilmore
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- Decrepit
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Jack enters the dining room and sits at his assigned table. He glances around the room, taking in the view, attempting to size up everyone and everything in sight.
"Hello, all," Jack says. "My name's Jack, Jack Wilson. Looks like I'll be joining this outfit. I work for the Daily News. Maybe some of you have heard of it--it's a lovely little rag covering this fair city."
"Hello, all," Jack says. "My name's Jack, Jack Wilson. Looks like I'll be joining this outfit. I work for the Daily News. Maybe some of you have heard of it--it's a lovely little rag covering this fair city."
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Clark entered the room and quietly sat down at the table, so as not to interrupt the discussion. Convinced that everyone else was paying attention to the two men talking about drilling equipment, he produced a samll flask from his jacket and poured some of its contents into his glass before replacing it.
"It's gonna be a long night," Clark said to himself before taking a drink.
"It's gonna be a long night," Clark said to himself before taking a drink.
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Clark handed the flask to the foreigner. "Clark Michaels: surgeon, psychiatrist and veteran of the war to end all wars. Trust me, prohibition is a minor inconvenience at best. It's not as if you can't find liquor if you look hard enough. Hell, doctors like myself are still allowed to prescribe whiskey."
Clark took another drink. "For medical purposes, of course," he added, winking.
Clark took another drink. "For medical purposes, of course," he added, winking.
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Albert Gilmore turns away from the conversation about Pabodie's drill, towards Clark. His face is quite hideously scarred and discoloured by burns, his head is hairless and his outer ear lobes have been burned away. Yet his eyes and smile show a man at peace with himself, "It is good to meet you Doctor Michaels, I too served in the Great War - I'm afraid I had the misfortune to encounter a German flame-thrower at Saint-Mihiel. I could see you about one of your persciptions later, eh?"
Louis Laroche a stocky Canadian wireless operator, who is smoking his third cigarette of the evening laughs, "Be careful around Mr Starkweather with that whiskey Clark, he doesn't understand prohibition any more than anyone else, but he doesn't want any adverse publicity for his expedition."
Louis's deep voice has a strong Quebec accent, but his English is clear, "Maybe you could give me some advice Clark, I have been told I must stop smoking before we reach the ice - something to do with the altitiude, but I enjoy it so much. Perhaps you can help?"
The graduate Samuel Winslow listens intently to the conversation at the table, but seems content to eat rather than talk for now.
Louis Laroche a stocky Canadian wireless operator, who is smoking his third cigarette of the evening laughs, "Be careful around Mr Starkweather with that whiskey Clark, he doesn't understand prohibition any more than anyone else, but he doesn't want any adverse publicity for his expedition."
Louis's deep voice has a strong Quebec accent, but his English is clear, "Maybe you could give me some advice Clark, I have been told I must stop smoking before we reach the ice - something to do with the altitiude, but I enjoy it so much. Perhaps you can help?"
The graduate Samuel Winslow listens intently to the conversation at the table, but seems content to eat rather than talk for now.
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Smiling at Louis, Jack says, "Well, you needn't worry about adverse publicity from me about the 'medicine'--as long as you don't pass me up entirely, that is. I know the difference between a personal vice and a public one."
Continuing, Jack remarks, "I myself have some interest in the operation of radios, Mr. Laroche. Perhaps we can 'talk shop' later. I must admit that I find more natural appeal in the wireless than I do in the drill."
Continuing, Jack remarks, "I myself have some interest in the operation of radios, Mr. Laroche. Perhaps we can 'talk shop' later. I must admit that I find more natural appeal in the wireless than I do in the drill."
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- Charles Graves
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"I hope your patient made it," Jack says, smiling. "In any case, we were just getting to know one another a little, and we talked drills and radios for a while, and about developments in 'medicine' ..."
His eyes drifting over to another table, catching sight of Kitt, Jack continues, as much to himself as anyone, "I do think I see an interesting ... story over at that other table. I do wonder what that's all about."
His eyes drifting over to another table, catching sight of Kitt, Jack continues, as much to himself as anyone, "I do think I see an interesting ... story over at that other table. I do wonder what that's all about."
"A medical emergency Dr. Graves? Nothing seriously I hope? We wouldn't want any mishaps before this expedition will begin. I hope your skills won't be needed on this trip, but it's safe to know that someone of the mecial profession is accompanying us. Olof Eriksson, mining engineer originally from Stockholm, Sweden at your service." Olof shook hands with the doctor.
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