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Post by Mephistel on Jun 28, 2017 12:59:16 GMT -5
Cerberus
The young man looked at her, then nodded.
-Your right..well, if you got a few tricks up your sleeves, then let's proceed this way.-
He was eager to prove himself, but he wasn't suicidal.
-Let's go see those witnesses then...-
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Post by Janus on Jul 2, 2017 18:09:12 GMT -5
Christopher & Mildred
As Mildred watches Christopher sits down at his desk inside the safety of the ring of magical protection he has set up. With that in place he opens his senses once again to the emanations of the station.
Whilst not quite as good as Astral projection there are all manner of things that can be learned from simply observing.
The first thing is the source, whatever is happening it is coming from below you. Definitely below the basement, perhaps the subbasement, but something about that guess feels off.
The next thing is the ward you come across. Apparently someone already put a ward in place to contain this thing. It feels like the subbasement has already been sealed off with magic of some sort. From this you can come to two conclusions. Either the practitioner who put the ward in place wasn't very good at his job, or whatever is down there is very very powerful.
Thirdly, from the look of the emanations there is some sort of malign intelligence at work here. Probably not quite up to human standards of intelligence as you look out they seem attracted to some of the people in the room. Mostly the officers are ignored, but the criminals are flailed at ineffectually, the tendrils passing through them. You get the impression that if the ward were not in place it might be a very different story.
Cerberus & Jade
(OOC -Assuming you are just gonna head out there.)
You head out. Arkham Asylum is open 24 hours a day. It has to be, with Batman's habit of only working at night they get some of their most dangerous patients admitted between dusk and dawn. Equally most of their break outs are also at night. Tonight though seems to be a slow night, at least so far.
A short thirty minute drive and you are at the main gates, security is noticeably tight, the guard on the front gate is twitchy and before you are allowed onto the grounds makes a call to your Captain to check your identities, eventually you are buzzed through. You are directed to the reception building, after being told that as you don't have an appointment you will have to talk to the Doctor on duty.
The car park is surrounded by security fencing and topped by what looks like electric wiring. The only way into the asylum appears to be through the reception building.
The building is quiet, perhaps unsurprising for being evening time. Most of visiting patients would have gone home by now, you are greeted by a dowdy looking female receptionist in a nurses uniform from behind a plexiglass barrier. Whilst slightly over weight she looks like she can probably handle herself in a fight.
"Can I help you officers?"
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Post by lilithsboy on Jul 2, 2017 18:24:57 GMT -5
Thank you for your patience, Detective Buckley. The thing we are looking for is self-aware a neigh human intelligent; furthermore, it is originating from below us sub-basement at the very least though my intuition tells me that it is deeper still. Someone tried to contain it once before and either they were inept or the thing was more powerful than they imagined and partially broke free as we are sitting here it is trying to attack every criminal in this room but the ward below still has enough power to prevent that at the very least. So when we go we are looking for events that happened in the underground not above. Are you ready to head out now? If so we can take my car.
He gets up and prepares to leave taking Detective Buckley to the hall of records (In a car so state of the art most of its features have not hit mass production yet.)
Vehicle operations 1
Witchcraft 2 (defense both mental and driving)
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Post by Gris on Jul 3, 2017 4:28:15 GMT -5
"Breathe, darling" Mildred stopped the excited young man to better understand what he was talking about. "So there is a thing trapped there, but it's rattling the cage to the point of breaking it?" she asked, wanting to make sure they operated at the same frequency. "Okay" she sighed, "You are the authority on this kind of thing, but if the precinct is not about to explode Ghostbusters style and fill with specters, we may as well try to know how the hell this come to happen" Mildred said, seeing that it didn't seem an emergency. "Yeah, I could use a ride" she nodded, wondering how luxurious the car would be. "Tell me you have tinted windows and I'll be your best friend, they are amazing if the dawn catches up with me" commented, getting out to the Hall of Records.
Health: 4/4 ; Energy: 12/12 Action: General Knowledge 7 to look through the archives in search for anything iffy about the building. Health: 4/4 ; Energy: 5/12
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Post by leska on Jul 3, 2017 13:01:29 GMT -5
Arriving to Arkham was always unnerving to people given its long history of villains who have been housed there. Jade had been the one at the driver's seat as she looked over at her partner from time to time during the ride over to the asylum, "So, how did you get swept up into this?" she asked curiously to her new partner as a way to break the ice in the car. If they were going to be partners, they may as well get to know one another as well right? As they got to the entrance of the asylum, Jade showed her credentials and had to wait for the security guard on duty to call the Captain in order to verify their identity. This pissed her off a bit. After she had parked the car and got out with Cerberus, she walked with him into the asylum and through the eerily silent hallways. For a place that was infamous for being home to killers, crazies, and other forms of oddities, it did live up to its name as it was like walking into a slasher film. Jade was half expecting a masked machete wielding man to appear and try to kill them while they made their way down the hallway. They had arrived to a nurse station which was protected by glass; smart. "I'm Officer Rodriguez and this is my partner, we're looking for one of your residents here.. a Mr. Hernandez. We're currently investigating a case that he's link to and would like to speak to him and see if he could shed some light on it for us" she said to the nurse in a friendly, yet authoritative tone. ---------------- Health: 4/4
Energy: 9/12 ----------------
Social Skills: 3; Law Enforcement to speak to the nurse and use her officer status to try and get to Mr. Hernandez
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Post by Mephistel on Jul 11, 2017 7:35:20 GMT -5
Cerberus
Cerberus simply followed to Arkham, as he was ask a question during their trip, he looked at her for a moment, then look toward the window and the forever darkened sky of gotham.
-Well...not much to say...I was drop on the staircases of a orphanage...had to left because nobody wanted me...lived in the streets for a few years until Detective Gordan took me in...He kinda save me so...I've decided to repay him by becoming a police officer...-
He said, avoiding some of the more private facts. When they arrive, Cerberus took the time to analyse the place, placing a hand on the wall, he wondered if the same presence could be felt in this place, then in the police station, this time, protecting his mind against extra data.
--------------------------------------------- 3 in psychometry, to learn some history about the place. 3 in Int, to not be overwhelmed.
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Post by Janus on Jul 14, 2017 17:34:45 GMT -5
Christopher & Mildred
The drive to the Gotham Hall of Records isn't a long one. Twenty minutes, shorter as the crow flies but some areas of Gotham just aren't worth going through, even after the sun goes down. You are met by an annoyed looking black woman in a warm looking coat and spectacles that would make Elton John proud.
Of course for all the quirkiness the look on her face in the one that young black men the world over have come to fear.
"So," she says with her hands on her hips. "You the two jack asses that think you got a problem that can't wait 'till office hours?"
She pushes the door open, apparently she already unlocked the place then decided to wait for you outside.
"So what in the name of Oprah you need in here that means I gotta miss quality time with my man?"
Cerberus & Jade
Cerberus' fingers trail across the walls of the entrance and his mind is flooded with images. Patients sobbing, doctors treating, people sitting quietly staring into space. The flow is interrupted by the occasional bout of violence. Guards are shot and die. Staff beaten, patients escape. You recognise a few of the faces from the news, The Joker, Harley Quinn, Two Face. Each of them have passed through here. Then there is an impression of building, reconstruction. It seems this part of the facility was recently reconstructed. In truth Arkham Asylum has been destroyed and reconstructed several times in its history. The latest was only a few years ago and it seems the area you are in was part of the latest reconstruction.
The receptionist looks the two of you over before replying.
"Dr Montoya's on her evening rounds at the moment, if you'll take a seat I'll message her and tell her you are waiting."
She gestures to a few rows of relatively comfortable looking seats. You sit, but it is only a few minutes before an attractive looking Hispanic woman in a suit is buzzed through a security door. She looks tired and stressed as she enters the room. You notice the moment she spots Cerberus however as she stars to fidget in that tell tale self conscious fashion.
"Officers, Elena Montoya, how can I help?"
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Post by Mephistel on Jul 14, 2017 20:27:49 GMT -5
Cerberus
As the memories of the place start to fill his head, he recognized a few of them. Seen them before somewhere. Among them, his father. He stopped there for a moment as the face of the mad man show up in the memories. How could such a man be his father? How could such a man...well, he wasn't sure just how to take it. Of course he knew for a long time, but he just couldn't get the after taste left in his mind because of that fact.
-So my father came here as well...-
He muttered to himself, unsure if his coworker had heard him. He was lost in thoughts until they were told to sit and wait. He took place on one of the seat and waited for the doctor to come. Which didn't take too long. When she show up, he notice the fidgeting, something common wherever he went. He got up and approach the woman with a kind smile, extending a hand toward her.
-Officer D. Raven, a pleasure, this is my colleague Rodriguez...we would like to have informations on or be able to speak with some of your patients, here is the list... if that isn't too much to ask.-
He says while giving her the list of names they wanted to investigate.
----------------------------------------------- 2 in social skills, police officer, to get the doctor to let us see the patients.
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Post by lilithsboy on Jul 15, 2017 8:54:35 GMT -5
The dumb rich boy is back.
Throwing out his best megawatt smile Christopher speaks in a slow halting manner as though holding a simple conversation takes up the majority of his cognitive function.
Oh I am so sorry for taking you away..... I was sure there would be night time security who could let us in... I will speak with Helen later and see if I cannot get us access to things we may need for research without having to bother anyone... But my that may be a lot of keys..... Anyway umm.... Oh, what was it.... A hospital that is right we are looking for stuff about a hospital.... and oh all the stuff after the hospital was destroyed.... hmm wow that might be a lot..... If you want we can lock up after ourselves so you can go back to your man we don't want you to have to be her for hours and hours while we look at dusty files.... I kinda read slow..... Oh wow this place is kinda spooky at night.... There are no stories about it being haunted... Right?
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2 in social skills (law enforcement) Affect a dumb but likable persona and offer to let her out of what seems to be an onerous position and find out if it might be safe to use his other senses here.
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Post by leska on Jul 15, 2017 16:35:24 GMT -5
As they took their seat and waited for the on call doctor, while looking towards her partner, Jade notice him touching the walls and acting weird. Guess thats the power he was talking about.. Psycho- whatever its called she thought to herself but as she looked at him, she heard him speak about someone being here, his father. Jade turned to look at him with her red eyes gunning him down as she raised her brows in concern. Before she could ask about what he meant, the on call doctor, Elena Montoya had come to them and it was there that Jade noticed how her reaction towards Cerberus had changed upon seeing him. Looking back towards Cerberus she couldn't help but narrow her gaze as he introduced them to the doctor and asked if they could see some of the residents listed. Standing up she looked at the doctor. "We're currently looking into a cold case that had been out of commission for a while. We've gotten some new information which involved the listed people and it would be helpful to our investigation if we could speak to them for a moment and see if they have any recollection of the events that transpired relating to the case. If possible, we'd like to also review their psyche evaluations and therapy sessions to see if they have said something relevant to the case." Jade said while stealing side glances at her partner. Whatever was going on about him, she was going to find out about it. --------------------------- WS: 4/4 RS: 5/12 ---------------------------
Social Skills + Bio-computing: 7; (3 + 4) Specialty; Law Enforcement. Jade wants to convince the Montoya to give them access to the people on the list by emphasizing the case.
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Post by Gris on Jul 16, 2017 14:33:43 GMT -5
Mildred was about to assert her position as top predator with that sassy woman when Christopher started an act that would be believable if she didn't see him behaving otherwise. Shrugging her way past the woman without even glancing at her or introducing herself, Mildred hungrily moved into her search for information. If that woman didn't want the lifesaver excuse Christopher was offering her and insisted on being a pain in Mildred's side, she would be way less gentle.
"I don't do office hours" she hissed. "Nice glasses though" added as an afterthought, before moving to scour through the files.
Health: 4/4 ; Energy: 12/12 Action: General Knowledge 7 to look through the archives in search for anything iffy about the building. Health: 4/4 ; Energy: 5/12
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Post by Janus on Jul 17, 2017 11:46:03 GMT -5
Christopher and Mildred
“Hospital burnin’ down? If you want burnin’ hospitals you got your work cut out for you cause Gotham burns stuff down faster than Jesus does resurrections, hell it can’t be more than a year since Arkham burned. Then you got that one on 56th Street, I mean damn if that Firefly freak don’t need Jesus. Then you got Gotham memorial, that place burns once every decade at least. You got the St Matthews up in Otisburg, that ain’t burned since ’75 and that ain’t even counting the ones they knocked down and replaced. Boy you in for an ALL nighter.”
The woman ignores Mildred as she stalks past. Apparently Christopher’s banter is sufficiently distracting that she doesn’t feel a need to stop her. That being said Mildred notices that the woman’s knowledge of Gotham history is actually slightly better than her own or at least more focused on the buildings and less on the people. Apparently the mayor was quite sincere in her wish to help and has had the best person she could think of sent.
City records is in and of itself not immune from the troubles that regularly plague the city, it has been touched more than once by fire and violence and that is discounting the regular visits it gets from ‘super criminals’ looking for a way into places that people forgot. The main records area as Mildred arrives is wall to wall card indexes and whilst it takes only a few moments to work out the system finding old plans in the chaos that super criminals regularly leave would take hours if not days.
Cerberus and Jade
Dr Montoya looks carefully down at the list and sighs.
“I’m willing to let you see them officers though I’m not sure how helpful these people are going to be. All of them except for Mr Hernandez are basically catatonic. We keep them in the secure wing because they have brief bouts of activity during which they fly into what I can only describe as homicidal rages. We try to talk to them when this happens but so far we have gotten no-where. I seriously doubt you will even get an acknowledgment. Mr Hernandez may be able to talk to you but his illness is such that I don’t know if his answers will be based on fantasy or reality. I’ll certainly want to know more about this cold case before I agree to allow you to talk to him. He is slowly making progress so I won’t jeopardise his recovery without a good reason.”
She looks up at you expectantly.
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Post by lilithsboy on Jul 17, 2017 14:25:18 GMT -5
Christopher eyes the mess and realizes that all the luck in the world will not help them find what is needed if they cannot first sort through the system.
They are really pretty on you... Well, we need one of the ones that were replaced... Might be good if we had the records for when it wasn't there and nothing else was either.... Oh, maybe some work orders would be good too you know stuff that is weird... Oh I think the 13th precint is not standing where it was.... That is where I work now.
Christopher flashes a smile full of pride at actually having a job.
But yeah... That is what we are here for... If you want to help us sort through the records that is great.... We are sorry to keep bothering you.
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social skills 2 to keep up the charade
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Post by Gris on Jul 18, 2017 3:23:25 GMT -5
"Hrmmm" Mildred hummed unhappy, from the woman that received them to the chaos in that place, back to the woman. She felt a hint of envy, seeing that perhaps that person knew more about Gotham than she did, and just in a fraction of her years. But there was mostly admiration for her dedication, sensing a kin soul on her, maybe she had been harsh and too quick on her judgment. "I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself, how rude of me. Mildred E. Buckley, and you are..." finally offered a hand to shake. "As my partner eloquently said, we are very sorry to disturb you, but it seems to me that my love and knowledge for all things Gotham got upstaged, at least when it comes to its architectural history" she glanced to Christopher, then back at her.
Controlling that woman was awfully tempting, but it was hardly what a law enforcing officer would do, and a mindless servant would serve no purpose. She also seemed strong willed enough as to resist her influence, it wasn't like Mildred really had practice with that, usually resorting to more mundane charms to get what she wanted. "Would you tell us the story of the 13th precinct? I'm getting the feeling that what you know is more useful than the files themselves" she added. "Skip no details, no rumors, we don't know how useful they could be until heard" Mildred asked with her second best smile, since the first one included her fangs and it was too early in the night to start that kind of trouble.
Health: 4/4 ; Energy: 9/12 Action: Social Skills (Charm/Persuasion) 5 to be friendly. Health: 4/4 ; Energy: 5/12
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Post by Mephistel on Jul 18, 2017 10:11:58 GMT -5
Cerberus
The young man smiled, almost chuckle and said.
-Well...I doubt police affairs are your business, but we do not intend on jeopardise his ''progress'' in fact, we might not even have to talk to him...it's call deduction, ever heard of it? Also, do you happen to still have some of M. Hernandez belongings? They might reveal more then the man itself...-
He said, glancing at the doctor with a soft smile, tough it somewhat looked a bit dangerous, hungry, unknown to himself, like his father. A smile that hunt memories. If that woman had already seen the Joker's smile, well, Cerberus's was very alike. Something he probably had never noticed himself as he did not tend to look at himself that long in the mirror.
---------------------------------- 2 in social skills, police officer, cold, to convince her to let us see M. Hernandez and if she has clothes or items that belonged to him. Objects often got more informations then humans, a lot could be told from the way a gun was used.
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