conversations: human
conversations:  It is the year 2012 on Earth, but it is not the Earth was we know. In this Earth, humanity has co-existed with the arcane and fantasy races; like elves and orcs.
  This have effected the Earth in numerous ways. George Washington and the other founding fathers had an adventuring party; Frankenstein was based off a true story, and as such the book is hailed as a classic example of a tragic non-fiction novel; and the bullet  really  was magic.
  You are modern-day adventurers, fighting the undead in a graveyard one day and catching an arsonist mage the next. You are also room-mates, living together in a fancy apartment building.
  Right now you are in the office of police Lt. Jimmy Crenshaw to be hired for your next quest. Jimmy has hired you for several adventures in the past, and he's a fairly good cop.
  He has dark red hair (a result of his Irish ancestry), bright blue eyes, and a crooked nose (the result of a childhood brawl).
   "Recently, people have been disappearing."  Jimmy says, in a grave tone of voice.  "On the day of each victim's disappearence, they were seen in the day before they vanished at night; without a trace. I want you to help investigate the disappearences. We'll give you $10,000 if you get to the bottom of this mystery. Are you interested?" 
conversations: Maxios:
conversations: human
conversations:  Zehavi, her red hair pulled up into a loose braid that covered most of her hated ears, pretended to think about it, a partially gloved left hand to her lips which were pulled into a mischievous grin.
  The girl loved mystery and adventure. This city she'd been in had been hard to adjust to, urban life nothing she had imagined. and these jobs were just what she needed.
  Then she busted out quickly with a response, " you kiddin'? yall had me at  disappearances  ," her tone showing the eagerness and naiveness she still had, mixed with a slight accent of her home. She looked to the guys, her roommates, in an almost challenge to them. " sign me up !"
conversations: Zarae:
conversations: human
conversations:  "You had me at $10,000 reward."  Clark says.
conversations: Maxios:
conversations: human
conversations:  But the important question is, 10,000 each or 10,000 total?  Robert's joking tone makes it obvious that he will help either way.
conversations: Eldest:
conversations: human
conversations:  " Sill more than any of us have, I assume ," looking back to the man Jimmy,  reaching into her leather satchel and pulling out a sketch pad. Half of it was full of her art work, the back stuffed with notebook paper, " so...details ?" after he answers, one of her art pens out to write as she flipped to a blank notebook page.
conversations: Zarae:
conversations: human
conversations:  Quite true. Either way, I'm in.  Robert's hands gesture along with his words, making his jacket rumpled a bit. He smooths it out unconciously, too used to the movement to think about it.
conversations: Eldest:
conversations: human
conversations:  "The first victim was named Andrea Thompson. She was 23, and was last seen leaving her job as a fast food worker at 8:45 PM two weeks ago. The second victim was named Thomas Frankson. He was 55, and was last seen on a midnight stroll before vanishing, two days ago. The last victim was named Richard Johnson, 21, and he was last seen leaving a nightclub at 2:00 AM." 
  Jimmy pauses for a moment, before continuing.  "There are only two connections between each disappearence. They all happened late at night, and an open manhole was seen by where they disappeared. The LAPD would investigate this, but we're too busy dealing with the damned Magic Bolt serial killer." 
conversations: Maxios:
conversations: human
conversations:  Zehavi, not the best at writing or spelling, forced her pen to cooperate as she wrote the important stuff down. " that has to be an interesting case, anyway. what has been checked out and what's not been investigated ?" preparing to write, underlining the connection between the missing, " or is our job to search the underground? "
conversations: Zarae:
conversations: human
conversations:  "There appeared to be no signs of a struggle."  Jimmy says.  "We want you to find these people, find out why they're disappearing, and capture whoever is ca-" 
  Jimmy is interupted by another officer bursting into his office. This new officer is young, probably his first week on his force, and has brown hair.  "Sir! It's Andrea Thompson! We just found her body in the middle of an alley." 
   Jimmy sighs.   "I'm going to go ahead and take a guess: there's a manhole nearby?" 
   "Yes, sir!" 
   "Well gang,"  Clark says with a small smirk on his face,  "It's seem we have a mystery on our hands." 
conversations: Maxios:
conversations: human
conversations:  Spoiler 
  ((i watch too many crime shows...😛))
   
  
  
  She wrote a few more things down, and some thoughts, before closing the sketch pad and placing it back into her backpack. " lets check out the underground first while those folks work on the...technical information gathering ?" Then looking to her moccasins, " um, do we need any supplies ?"
conversations: Zarae:
conversations: human
conversations:  "If we're going into the sewers, we're going to need our flashlights, and maybe rubber boots."  Clark says.
conversations: Maxios:
conversations: human
conversations:  Mathew 'Viper' Cortez 
  
  Having spent most of the discussion time building a house of cards using Jimmy Crenshaw's business cards. Viper knocks them down with a startle when the second officer enters rapidly.
  
  Nodding slowly as the others talk Viper smiles at the thought of 10 thousand cool ones burning a hole in the Lt's pocket.
  
  Probably some kind of sewer monster from the sounds of it.
  
   "How'd she get killed?"  Viper mutters deciding to join the conversation  "Stabbed? Shot? Magicked?" 
conversations: WrathOfLife:
conversations: human
conversations:  "That's the worst part, sir."  the rookie officer says.  "There's two bite marks on her neck, and she's drained of blood." 
conversations: Maxios:
conversations: human
conversations:  " We have legends and stories of such beings the elders would tell us, but never did we see these. Well Geyohi thought she did once. Ironic, get to the big city and... " she laughed mirthlessly, then stood up straight, " alright, unless theres more to be known, we can head that way ." looking down to her moccasins, " after we pick up waterproof footwear and if someone could tell me how to find hunting goods shop ?"
conversations: Zarae:
conversations: human
conversations:  "The shoes should be at a nearby Home Depot, and there's a hunting store a couple blocks south."  Clark says.
conversations: Maxios:
conversations: human
conversations:  Brilliant. Vampires. Or vamp-wannabes. Not good either way. 
conversations: Eldest:
conversations: human
conversations:  Mathew 'Viper' Cortez 
  
  Nodding casually Viper interjects again  "We should consider bringing some flares or UV lights. Lots of stuff hates bright light, and if its attacking at night, and lives underground it would give us a real advantage." 
  
  Tilting his head at the officers  "Of course we could also use some more firepower too. Any chance you could spare some men or weapons? If it gets ugly, it would be nice to have some support." 
conversations: WrathOfLife:
conversations: human
conversations:  Jimmy thinks about it for a moment.  "I can spare you one officer, and three kevlar vests; but that's it." 
conversations: Maxios:
conversations: human
conversations:  Spoiler 
  ((not sure what to post/say))
   
  
  
  " like bullet proof vest from those movies? alright! tho do U'tl't beings ," then quickly changed phrases, " ...blood sucker beings, use rifles? er, any firearm ?"
conversations: Zarae:
conversations: human
conversations:  "I somehow doubt that any vampires down there are packing heat,"  Jimmy says  "but the Kevlar vest should protect you in that case, and from other dangers as well." 
conversations: Maxios:
conversations: human
conversations:  " eh, help is help ," moving over to gather the vest.
  
   
   Spoiler 
  ((ooc: yall there?))
   
conversations: Zarae:
conversations: human
conversations:  "I suppose we should go buy the boots and flares now."  Clark says.
conversations: Maxios:
conversations: human
conversations:  Spoiler 
  ((im getting the impression the others forgot about this))
   
  
  Zehavi nodded then headed twords the exit.
conversations: Zarae:
conversations: human
conversations:  ((I'll have to PM them))
conversations: Maxios:
conversations: human
conversations:  Mathew 'Viper' Cortez 
  
  With a quick nod to the police officers Viper makes his way for the exit and the equipment store. With a quick whisper Viper questions the group  "Vampires hate garlic right, maybe we should pick up some garlic..." 
   
   Spoiler 
  
  Sorry, I thought this had died. Again. -_-' Sorry!
   
conversations: WrathOfLife:
conversations: human
conversations:  " doesnt all that depend on whose versions are true ?" she replied as they walked (to where- vehicle? store?), " In our legends, U'tl't stole and ate the livers of her victims without their knowledge. She was eventually killed by an arrow shot into her hand, where her heart was ."
  after a pause in thought, " there is still something ," looks around a moment, then in a hushed tone, "... suspecious ."
conversations: Zarae:
conversations: human
conversations:  Mathew 'Viper' Cortez
   
  
  Looking guarded Viper leans in towards Zehavi  "What do you suspect?"  Looking around at the rest viper considers his options  "Maybe we should talk about this after we make it to the equipment store? I don't trust the fuzz." 
conversations: WrathOfLife:
conversations: human
conversations:  the girl slowed, looking back as if someone was following, then continued on as if nothing, but the hint was pretty clear.
  " wait, the fuzz ?" not familar with the phraseology.
  
   
   Spoiler 
  ((keeping this twords the top))
   
conversations: Zarae:
conversations: human
conversations:  Mathew 'Viper' Cortez 
   "Well they were either the most informed and yet least competent police force in the world, or they know more than they are letting on. Surely they'd have at least sent someone down those sewers to have a look. I mean what about the towns sewer workers they could be in danger, those sewers require maintenance right? That means people, that means civilians down there who might not be turned. And yet they turn to us before checking on those folks themselves? I don't like it. Still I don't like missing a pay day even more." 
conversations: WrathOfLife:
conversations: human
conversations:  ((not sure if we should wait or kinda go on and say we enter the shop))
  
   "If this is some...set up, I aint going down easy. And theres some universal saying about scorning a female. Actually, that reminds me. since I might have enough, I hope I can get that 'Bear' recurve (bow) I been looking into. I left alot back home ," a bit of some nostalgia her in voice as she thought about them, missing her family. She tucked loose strands of her unusual hair behind her pointed ear as wind picked up and whipped it around. " But I agree, something about them, also... " looking back again to see if she spotted any faces possibly following.
conversations: Zarae:
conversations: human
conversations:  Nobody appears to be following you.
conversations: Maxios:
conversations: human
conversations:  ((wait for your direction/post? or just go ahead...?))
conversations: Zarae:
conversations: human
conversations:  ((Go ahead))
conversations: Maxios:
conversations: human
conversations:  (after however long it takes)
  the girl walked up to the door of the store, paused, then opened and entered. She knew what she wanted and headed for the correct aisle. Zehavi picked a few felt the weight, even checked all the other details, length, draw strength, and lastly design. " California camo ?" she chuckled to a tye-dye looking one. plus it had what else she wanted in a bow.
  then she walked over to pick out the other things needed, arrows, specific arrow heads, a temporary quiver (until she could make her own), the tools, ect.
  after she knew she had what she wanted, she headed to another aisle, meeting up with the others.
  " finding it ?"
conversations: Zarae: