Archivist note: This post is from an older recovered archive.
==Initial Post==
((Posted by Moses Mureaux on May 28, 2010))
I stoked the fire, if for no other reason than I happen to like a good fire. I have no clue as to whether or not the night is cold. The constant flow of energy through my veins keeps me quite comfortable. It’s the amber glow that I want. The way the light flickers over the room, casting strange shadows over the walls, and giving the air itself a kind of life.
I walk over to the bookcase, browsing the titles for something amusing to pass the time. A tome on Lycanthropy catches my attention and brings a smile to my face.
“That’s cheating…” I whisper into an empty room.
I withdraw the book and walk back to the fire, hopping up on the mantle. Leaning to the side, I thumb through the pages, finding many of the conclusions stated to be unusually accurate. There are some minor errors, but then, that is to be expected.
Suddenly, I hear it. The faint click-clack of footfalls made by one moving with purpose. As they approach, I return my gaze to the page.
While I read, I hear the hurried movements of one who was quite impatient to reach their destination. Suddenly, all movements stops, and all is silent, except for the crackling of the fire. Slowly, the footfalls pick up again. This time, striking with extreme care and intent, barely audible to another I’d imagine.
“Rubbish…,” I think, “Lycanthropy is not brought on by the ritualistic cannablism involved in ‘Devil Worship’. Who writes this drivel?” My respect for this tome is all but shattered.
“What are you doing here, Mureaux?”
I lift my gaze from the book, and feel a broad smile spread across my face. “Ah, Commodore Dagger! Welcome home!”
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“Thank you. Now, what are you doing here?” the Commodore replied in her characteristically “down to business” mode.
“Well, you requested an audience with me, and I presumed that ‘now’ meant ‘now’,” I stated, turning my attention to my aide as he slipped into the room silently. “Captain, as we have much to discuss, do see that we are not disturbed.”
“Of course your Lordship,” the Captain responds without an ounce of hesitation. A slight, infinitessimal glimmer of recognition can be seen in the Commodore’s eyes. However, before she can ask, the Captain carries out his orders, slipping downstairs to guard the entrance to the agency.
“Now then,tell me Ms. Dagger,” I say with a deep grin, “However may I be of assistance…?”
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==Comments==
*Comment by Verlia Bilavio on May 29, 2010 at 12:29am
I hope you indeed chose your words carefully.
*Comment by Cadmus Lupindo on May 29, 2010 at 7:45am
“Lycanthropy is not brought on by the ritualistic cannablism involved in ‘Devil Worship’.
Have you been partaking of long pig in the pale moon light, Greenie?
*Comment by Moses Mureaux on May 29, 2010 at 8:49pm
Yes, Ms. Bilavio, I did indeed. I chose each word with the strictest of care. And, if I do say, the result was most pleasing.
My good Captain Lupindo, what a question that is. Perhaps we could discuss the matter in detail face to face? And then, perhaps I’d have a question or two for you. In fact, I shall insist upon an exchange of answers between us in the near future.
*Comment by Cadmus Lupindo on May 29, 2010 at 9:19pm
Unloads cold iron bullets and reloads his pistol with silver bullets
“That can be arranged.”
*Comment by Cadmus Lupindo on May 29, 2010 at 9:22pm
Yes I am eager to exchange some bullets words with you. I also have a few bullets words for your lackeys who try to spy on me.
*Comment by Bookworm Hienrichs on May 29, 2010 at 10:09pm
Oh, sure, just keep us in suspense!
((Dang it–I knew I should’ve snuck over as a fly on the wall when I saw you two on the minimap! *grin*))
*Comment by Jedburgh Dagger on May 30, 2010 at 5:17pm
Lia, you can be sure he did phrase his answers very carefully. He apparently hasn’t had to discuss things with a trained interrogator interviewer before.
*Comment by Mr. W—— on May 30, 2010 at 7:41pm
Note’s the select and pointed distinction made between “interrogator” and “interviewer”. Interesting…most interesting…
