<strong>Tuesday 13th August 11:00<br/><br/>The Quayside<br/><br/>Jessica</strong><br/><br/>He looks genuinely horrified for a moment and shakes his head quickly.  "No.  Oh...oh gods no.  No, its not like that at all.  Jeez, is that seriously what you think of me?  Man, why on earth am I not wearing my drink right now.  No, honestly its not like that.  Compelling them's just...you know.  Volunteers make better lovers and all that.  No honestly, I promise you.  Nothing like that.  It's...no.  Ugh.<br/><br/>"Shiiiit.  Was that really how I was coming across?  I need to sober up."  He stares thoughtfully at his pint and then knocks half of it back with a shrug.  "Later.  I need to sober up later.  Now, I need to do what you said.  That getting me and Honer's back.  Can you drive Coffee Girl?  I probably can't.  We've gone through all the information we have, haven't we.  Need new input, rather than just chewing over the same.  We can go see Jean who doesn't remember me.  But you might be able to get something from her.  Or we can see Helen - demon girl.  Or... I dunno.  The kid isn't getting back to me and I'm not sure where he is so outside of those two I'm fresh out of ideas."  He digs a 2p out of his pocket and flips it but leaves it covered.<br/><br/>"Unless you got a preference?  Care to call?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>[/b]Tuesday 13th August 11:05<br/><br/>31 Ebor Street, Heaton<br/><br/>Norm, Miyo<strong><br/><br/>He seems a little unsure, though the gun does drop to face the ground, and turns to look at someone out of sight in the room.  A female voice floats through, exasperation literally dripping out of it.  Frustration that everyone else in the world is so stupid and slow.  <br/><br/>"For fuck's sake, James.  Obviously it's not them.  Find out what is going on.  Deal.  With.  The.  Fucking.  Situation.  OK, Jess.  Get ready.  Nikki, get them lit.  Start on that one then clockwise."<br/><br/>James casts a last longing look back in to the room then turns his attention back to you.  He's still nervous but also now embarrassed.  Or something similar to embarrassed.  Desperate to prove his competence to the irritated voice out of sight.<br/><br/>"There are a few problems, but we've got them under control.  What..." he licks his lips slightly while he thinks.  "You got a report?"</strong>