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Topic: The Embodiment
Subject: ^^
Still in.
Posted on 2008-08-18 at 03:03:12.
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Topic: Borden Murder Case Investigation
Subject: Poison-checker
A wry smile ghosted across his patrician’s face and he averted his eyes slightly. He chuckled softly. “Quite, Dr. Bowen”, he replied crisply. “ The gashes gave me a moment’s hesitation as well, but yes, the idea that a sharp object made these marks, it is a common misconception. Blunt objects when levered with enough force can cause these so called gashes, though”, another slight smile touched his lips, “ the culprit need not be a man. Many women have a certain wiry strength that men tend to underestimate.”
He followed Bowen up the stairs and calmly entered the room with the door held ajar. “Thank you, I`ll be quite fine here”, he replied. He knelt next to the body and undid the golden clips to his case, wrapping his used gloves in a cloth and placing on new ones. Gently he removed the sheet, turned over the body and started examinations with a certain precise care. At Bowen’s words, he glanced up sharply, his analytical gaze glittering with thought.
“Poisoned”, he stated coldly, an inquisitive note in his tone. He opened the corpse’s mouth gently, closed it, and then shook his head. “She has good colour in the soft tissues of her mouth, no left-over inflammation. The question is, if the culprit had gone through the trouble to poison her, why would he bother to bash in her head with, what I presume, is the same weapon that he slew her husband with. “
He rose, shaking his head. “ A strange tale, my good doctor, but irreverent, I believe”.
Posted on 2008-08-10 at 20:38:02.
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Topic: Lantan Q&A
Subject: Posting Sunday.
Read my post in Coming and Going.
Posted on 2008-08-08 at 23:50:55.
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Topic: A Unique Incident of Terror...
Subject: A Unique Incident of Terror...
I know you lot are fed up with my delays, but I will post in two days, on Sunday. I just had all four of my wisdom teeth removed with only local anesthesia. Meaning that I was awake for the whole thing. Generally today went something like this.
1. Nice dentist, friendly chap. Nice to meet you.
2. Seven shots of numbing stuff. This was the unpleasant part. Rather like a small electric shock.
3. Blood. Lots of it. I blasted heavy metal in my ears the entire time with my MP3 player. Little knifey thing. Little bone saw thing. Chisel and hammer. Pliers. Stitches.
4. Got to keep one of my teeth. Bled some more.
5. Got stuff stuffed in all four corners of my mouth.
6. Went home, passed out in my room.
7. Got the stuff out.
8. Ate some ice cream.
9. Logged into Rdinn, as I am currently incapable of speech..
The Murder Mystery is my first priority. Sunday it is.
Forgive me,
Yours,
SEP
Posted on 2008-08-08 at 23:48:43.
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Topic: Lantan Q&A
Subject: Glory's Post I think.
Just posted.
Posted on 2008-08-07 at 22:31:50.
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Topic: Lantan
Subject: Chivalry is Not Quite Dead
He stared at her in absolute shock.
His mouth dropped open. He could feel a hot flush where she had hit him as the blood rose to his skin. He shook his head vigorously, dispelling the utter surprise that had him rooted where he stood. He swore, almost as an after-thought, gazing at her with wide eyes, amazed that she had the audacity to do that to him. No one dared to hit the face of a man who had killed thousands. No one. And here she was, a little bloody slip of a thing, glaring up at him with battle-fire in her eyes. He closed his mouth, a stubborn set in his jaw but his eyes were humbled.
For once, he was silent.
It was with a slight bit of dejection in his heart that he wandered down the winding roads. Evani’s back was before him, but he took care not to do anything to alert her to his presence. Like a wraith, he drifted through the unfamiliar streets, ignoring the odd looks that were granted to them by passer-by. His shoulders were slumped and his head down as he trailed after her like a donkey after its mistress, quiet, beaten, and absolutely lost.
As they reached the inn, he allowed her to go before him and then crept over to the door after her. His hand was resting on the doorknob when a familiar name was called out. He froze, adrenaline rising hotly in his blood and stood there, listening, blind to all else. A faint grimace had touched his features, hardening them into a terrifying mask. He recognised none of the voices, but at the mention of 1000 gold for his head, he felt an insane amount of anger rush into his brain.
That was all?
He smiled bitterly.
How far the greats have fallen.
Heart pounding a tribal tattoo in his ears, he waited, weighing the cost of his own life against that of Evani’s. Perhaps they would not recognise her, he thought desperately. All these thoughts and more flickered through his mind like beaten shadows, as he stood there trying to convince himself not to put himself at risk again. It was madness. It was suicidal. He sighed wistfully.
It was love.
Without warning, he unsheathed his blade and charged headlong into the inn.
Posted on 2008-08-05 at 23:17:01.
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Topic: The Show Must Go On!
Subject: Sorry for the delay!
Posting Tomorrow, Tuesday, in Both of Me Games!!!!!!!!!!!!
Posted on 2008-08-05 at 00:02:50.
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Topic: The Show Must Go On!
Subject: The play tis Macbeth...
I play the title character so it is a lot of hard work. The Bard makes things slightly difficult to understand at times, but it is a good deal of fun. My best friend is Lady Macbeth, so I get to spend a lot of time with her.
The Youth Theatre group I`m in puts on our featured play during summer holiday, usually a classical piece. This particular play has a great deal of fight scenes so we have had to learn these intense stage combat combinations using broadswords, rapiers, and quarter-staffs.
Posted on 2008-07-27 at 19:34:44.
Edited on 2008-07-27 at 19:40:10 by Septimus Sandalwood
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Topic: The Show Must Go On!
Subject: The Show Must Go On!
This week is the last week before my play, so I will not be able to post until next Friday. Apologies to all.
Posted on 2008-07-26 at 20:16:11.
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Topic: Lantan Q&A
Subject: Posting Friday For Sure
Not free until then.
Posted on 2008-07-23 at 20:48:33.
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Topic: Borden Murder Case Investigation
Subject: Slight Bit of Arrogance
Dr. Dolan managed to stare down his long patrician nose at the jovial little doctor. He arched an eyebrow at Bowen’s casual manner. He then glanced to his outstretched hand then placed his perfectly manicured hand in it, gingerly shaking it.
“Dr. Dolan”, he introduced himself crisply. “A pleasure”, he added, clearly nervous with the small talk and eager to get to business. With an obvious expression of relief, he followed him into the sitting-room and stared complacently at the covered form on the couch.
“Ah”, he said calmly. ‘Well, that’s that then”. He nodded, and then quietly padded over to the still form. What lay beneath would turn a lesser man’s stomach but never him. He observed that nothing on the body was taken, nothing touched, although there was obvious distress to the head of the victim, an eyeball displaced. He straightened. It would have had to have been a club-like object that had killed the man, something heavy…the base of an antique lamp perhaps, or the handle of an ax…
He looked over, startled, as Mrs. Churchill entered the room unannounced. Swiftly, he covered the body and smiled thinly. “My apologies, madam”, he managed.
“It is obvious that head trauma killed this victim”, he stated, turning to Dr. Bowen, “ trauma done with some sort of blunt weapon, heavy too. The entire side of the face was destroyed, the cheek bone shattered, the entire occipital orbit damaged. But of course, you knew that. What I find curious is that nothing else on him is touched. Absolutely nothing”. He paused.
“It’s a puzzlement”.
Posted on 2008-07-19 at 22:08:44.
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Topic: Lantan Q&A
Subject: Nevermind, Posting tomorrow.
Loki, could you give us something to do so when I post tomorrow I have something more to do then walk down the alley?
Posted on 2008-07-15 at 20:46:06.
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Topic: The Embodiment Q&A
Subject: Thank you!
Looks wonderful.
Posted on 2008-07-15 at 20:39:12.
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Topic: Lantan Q&A
Subject: Hey
Posting Tuesday if no one else is.
Posted on 2008-07-14 at 01:10:28.
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Topic: Borden Murder Case Investigation
Subject: An Eccentric Practitioner
It was a depressingly normal afternoon and a particularly hot one.
Sweat had begun to spot his rather expensive business suit, much to his annoyance, creating small wet patches in the fine white fabric. He sighed heavily, taking off his hat to fan himself with an air of desperation, and sneezed as the feather in its brim tickled his nose. No simple trip to the pharmaceuticals was worth the carefully rakish outfit, but as a confirmed bachelor and a man of high status he enjoyed taking pride in his appearance even for a simple jaunt into town.
His feet beat a slow, lachrymose tattoo against the earth, faded grey eyes fixed ahead of him, ever so often diverting from their path to take in the quaint little houses that characterised this particular street. He paused, from his view point, easily able to take in a view of the ground and a rapidly drying puddle left over from a brief summer rainstorm.
He gazed at his reflection with some dissatisfaction.
It was not an unpleasant face, he surmised, staring intently at his doppelganger, but nor was it pleasant. It was a melancholy, rather austere face, and nothing particularly good could be said about it. He looked…he looked tired, worn down some how. Surely his line of work was not the cause of his physical decline? His current duty as Medical Examiner for Bristol County could not be called entirely stressful but nor was it interesting. It was an idyllic sort of place, he remarked to himself idly. Boring, even. Certainly there was a lack of something to do. He caught himself longing vaguely for something to happen.
Something did.
There was a thick, labyrinthine crowd surrounding one of the houses on his route, and all about him he felt the inhospitable buzz of panic, hovering like an enraged horde of insects. Faintly curious, he crossed the street, and with a practised eye, noted the address at once through the maze of humanity. 92 Second Street, it was, and was completely foreign to him. He threaded a bit more through the crowd, and then, mustering his latent social skills, tapped one of the passersby lightly on the shoulder.
“What happened here”, he inquired quietly.
He told him.
Entering the house, he immediately noticed the Marshall. He blinked once as he registered his order and managed a very small smile. “I shall try my very best to find out what killed them, Rufus”, he replied stiffly.
“After all, that is what I am for, am I not?”
With a slight apology he left them and hailed a buggy, and a half hour later returned with his things and in proper clothes. Searching for Rufus, he made his way into the kitchen and hesitated at the sight of Lizzie. “Miss Borden, I presume”, he stated gently, nodding to her. “I am Dr. Dolan. Would you be so kind as to show me where the bodies are located?’
Calmly he opened up his worn bag and slipped on a pair of gloves.
“I’m afraid I have some work to do”.
Posted on 2008-07-08 at 23:54:37.
Edited on 2008-07-09 at 01:54:23 by Septimus Sandalwood
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Topic: Borden Murder Case File
Subject: Ah.
Posting tomorrow.
Cannot spare any time tonight. But I promise, tomorrow.
Posted on 2008-07-07 at 21:51:18.
Edited on 2008-07-07 at 22:16:24 by Septimus Sandalwood
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Topic: Lantan Q&A
Subject: Hmm...
We are not exactly going any where at the moment. Mot could very well be at the front of the group. I say post but *shrugs*.
Posted on 2008-07-07 at 21:22:16.
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Topic: Lantan Q&A
Subject: Unfortunate Epiphany....
...has been posted!
Posted on 2008-07-05 at 23:06:34.
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Topic: Lantan
Subject: Unfortunate Epiphany
He quizzically regarded his new ally.
An amused smile, fleeting as rain in the desert, touched his lips before he managed to check himself. He chuckled lightly as the dwarf stretched to his full not-so-considerable height, his head at the same level as the bottom of the pirate lord’s rib cage. He turned his head slightly and winked at Evani, stepping back a few paces so he would not overcrowd the small creature. No. Not a creature. A dwarf. His mercurial mind quickly registered this information, locking it away for future reference. His relatively jovial expression slipped a notch as Evani knelt beside their new comrade to comfort him. He paused, using all his considerable willpower not express any displeasure.
He failed, miserably.
He scanned the dwarf again, and noted, with a great amount of relief, a distraction from the awkward scene. “I see that you have earned yourself a war wound”, he remarked quietly, gesturing towards the rather painful looking gash in the dwarf’s upper arm. “Nothing life threatening, of course, but it will do for a tale, I suppose”.
He nodded for Evani to get out of the way and then gracefully dropped to his knees. With a quick flourish, he drew his cutlass, and, holding the ornate hilt gingerly with his left hand, he locked his dark, plutonian eyes on the dwarf’s. Moving smoothly and slowly so not to startle him, he cut through the bloodstained fabric and peeled it away from the wound. Affording it only a quick glance, he cut away the remainder of the fabric and then wrapped it horizontally around his bicep, staunching the minor bleeding.
Finished, he hesitated, sheathing his cutlass and viewing his handiwork with a critical eye. “I am in no way a healer”, he murmured gruffly, eyes averted, “and I cannot promise that this clumsy job will protect against infection, but it should hold you until we to get to safety”. Not expecting or desiring any thanks, he nodded curtly, his eyes again flickering up to the dwarf’s. The formally fierce eyes read ill-concealed exhaustion. He forced himself to his feet and with a rapid glance to Evani to confirm, managed to make an elegant leg.
“Septimus Sandalwood, at your service”, he whispered, barely auditable. “Captain to you, mate”. He sighed wearily. “It is a dangerous name to follow, mind, and one that should be spoken with caution”. He smiled half-heartedly.
“I’m rather…popular at the moment”.
A sudden sound caused him to tense, his hand instinctively grabbing for his weapon. Half-way through the process of drawing his blade he recognised the voice and allowed himself to relax slightly. He turned towards the mercenary, and arched an eyebrow. “Dramatic entry”, he replied coolly.
“One that I might be quite envious of”.
Following his old compatriot into the relative gloom of the ally with Evani and the dwarf Mot in tow, Septimus seemed the picture of nonchalance. But beneath the carefully neutral expression fixed upon his visage, his nimble brain was alight with a single word that burned through the tangle of his thoughts like light over a churning sea.
Chose.
Shaben chose.
Somehow the concept was quite worrying.
Posted on 2008-07-05 at 22:58:05.
Edited on 2008-07-05 at 23:04:36 by Septimus Sandalwood
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Topic: Lantan Q&A
Subject: Hey, you lot.
If Hammer does not post by tomorrow 7-5, I`ll go ahead and post.
Posted on 2008-07-04 at 20:13:01.
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Topic: The Embodiment
Subject: Hey!
I was wondering if you could do my character sheet after Blamm.
Posted on 2008-07-02 at 22:42:24.
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Topic: Lantan
Subject: Enigma
He grinned ferociously at them; green barbarian eyes alight with strange fires. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as they scrambled to be out of the range of his lethal cutlass. Not bothering to follow them he turned back to the dwarf and winked, returning his pistol to its rightful place at his side. A deafening gun report sounded, and without a flicker of an eyelid he glanced up as his love released the luckless thief from her grip. Tilting his head in curiosity, he padded forward, an odd little expression playing on his lips. He shook her head in mock disappointment. “Ah, my dear, you went and spoiled your lovely dress”, he exclaimed softly.
Lightly he knelt beside the fallen criminal, turning the body over with a single deft movement. The sight of the corpse would have turned the stomach of a lesser man, but never Septimus.
He calmly surveyed the battered face for a moment.
“Poor creature”, he intoned, a hint of compassion in his voice. “You did not flinch when she placed the pistol to your head, did you, my poor little fool? Almost as if you did not recognise a weapon for what it was…” His voice trailed off for a moment and he stared into space, deep in thought. And then he was himself again, busily searching the body for any valuables. A rusty sabre hung at his waist, which Septimus removed and placed to the side. The loot taken from the old man had been scattered, but he had no interest in extra shine. Checking his accoutrements for other weaponry, Septimus rose with the sabre in his hand and kicked the carcass sharply out of his way.
Calmly he sauntered back over to the dwarf, and appraised him coldly. “You, little warrior, are obviously very brave", he whispered. "Very brave and very foolish. But foolish or no, your courage is something I have not seen in many men.“ He handed him the sabre. “It is a humble blade, but you will find it a great improvement on your previous weapon.“ A smile softened the harsh weary lines of his features and for a moment his eyes seemed almost kind.
“We have need of brave men”.
“I came alone”, he said, finally regarding Evani. “However, I doubt that he is not nearby. He has a habit of being there when I least expect it.“ He shrugged. “Pity I had to come along and disrupt your fun, milady”, he muttered gently. “I presume that the townscum did not give you any relevant information?” His shoulders slumped slightly and he sighed. “Anyway”, he stated with an attempted note of cheer, “we, apparently have found a new ally”.
“Your name, sir”, he inquired softly. The grim, intimidating man was obviously trying very hard to be friendly. He had found in his heart a sort of grudging admiration for the dwarf, fired by curiosity.
Another smile touched his lips reluctantly; by habit more of a scowl.
“I mean you no harm on this day”.
Posted on 2008-06-26 at 00:03:40.
Edited on 2008-06-26 at 11:59:48 by Septimus Sandalwood
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Topic: Lantan Q&A
Subject: Hmm...
I believe that after you smacked one of the lads on the knee, I went ahead and scared the rest of them off. One was shot and you are unscathed.
Go ahead and post.
Posted on 2008-06-25 at 22:24:43.
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Topic: Lantan Q&A
Subject: Fair enough...
I`ll post today.
Posted on 2008-06-25 at 11:50:28.
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Topic: Lantan Q&A
Subject: *rubs eyes*
Its the dwarf's move, I think.
Posted on 2008-06-24 at 11:46:52.
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