The NEW Vanguard TEAM UP! Haunt Issue #12 with special guest star Steeplejack!

Diving to the nearest alleyway the Haunt changed back into Nick Carter and then rushed to the site of the explosion, hoping he wasn't too late.

DavidMcMahon wrote:Diving to the nearest alleyway the Haunt changed back into Nick Carter and then rushed to the site of the explosion, hoping he wasn't too late.

Seeing the explosion go off, Gibb's warned the other from atop the carriage where he still sat with the driver. He directed him toward the explosion praying either Carter had got there in time, or Holmes had spotted something fishy and got out in time. Either way, this was proving tricky and they'd yet to even get out onto British waters.

OOC: OK let's get the team there pronto. I'm also keeping a wary eye out in case we're being followed in the streets or above on rooftops etc.

Sj

Haunt didn't take long to get changed but by the time he did there were people trying to get close to the carriage.

One was John Carter who'd been waiting at the docks and seen the carriage explode on the approach!

He sees Carter and waved him over. "Who was in there?" he asks, then glanced at the carriage and back at Carter. "Oh no." he muttered. Haunt saw the man now wore a strange metal disk about palm size under his jacket hung by a metal chain. It was an unusual pieces with markings and engravings unlike anything... time for that later.

Getting closer to the carriage he saw... the thing had been blown to smithereens. Horses, driver, the passengers...

Were they doomed before they set off?

Meanwhile Gibb could get the carriage no closer and he turned to the passengers. Two vampires and a nervous geneticist. The Count peered at the coiling smoke. "It appears our companions have met a most... unfortunate... end." he stated. "I shall bring the cases to the ship. Go. Investigate."

Steeplejack/Gibb made his way through the crowds and saw Carter/Haunt across the road with the smoking ruins of the carriage in between having been blown to smithereens! Beside Carter was ... John Carter, American soldier and also another member of their group but he'd not demonstrated why yet.

The remains of the carriage burned. An Indian man in smart uniform came up "Sirs... the time to depart is soon, with the tide. I implore you, do not tarry. This accident cannot be..." he glanced at Carters face. "Ah. It was no accident? And ... these were your companions?" he bowed his head in respect and stood a few steps away to attend the group if need be.

"So what now?" asked Carter. Of Mars.

The remains of the carriage burned. An Indian man in smart uniform came up "Sirs... the time to depart is soon, with the tide. I implore you, do not tarry. This accident cannot be..." he glanced at Carters face. "Ah. It was no accident? And ... these were your companions?" he bowed his head in respect and stood a few steps away to attend the group if need be.

"So what now?" asked Carter. Of Mars.




"Now?  We investigate.  Make sure who the dead actually are.  Gibbs and I can handle that end, please help the others getting our gear aboard ship, Captain Carter.  See if any can be released to help with the other injured around here and to keep the rest of the curious and looters away from here.  Later, I would like to hear about that disc under your jacket."


Spotting Gibb, Nick waved him over while shooing away any potential looters.  An explosion that big might have caused fatalities further away and certainly at least numerous injuries so he looked to see how many injured that there might be and if anyone was helping them.




"We know the size and builds of our compatriots," he told Gibb once the man arrived next to him.  "So it should be a simple matter to confirm if any inside the explosion was them.  Even with parts blown away into bits, we should be able to gather enough remains to find this out.  Let's start at the center of the blast and work our way outward, shall we?  I imagine that the police will be arriving soon and will muck up any clues we might find if we don't hurry."




ooc:  Skill rolls are a-coming.  Examine the center of the blast, did it appear to have come from under the carriage, or elsewhere.  Was the blast from dynamite or something more futuristic like C4? [that's probably military knowledge] or was a rocket used.  Try to determine the number of occupants.  Look for any distinguishing items that might identify someone like an engraved watch or ring or something.  Start gathering body parts and trying to put them together.  Haunt will create a magnifying glass from his hand, making it look like he pulled it from his pocket, when he needs to examine something closely.  Between these two great detectives who know more of modern forensics than what was known in that day and age, they might gather quite a number of clues and information within a short time.

DavidMcMahon wrote:"We know the size and builds of our compatriots," he told Gibb once the man arrived next to him.  "So it should be a simple matter to confirm if any inside the explosion was them.  Even with parts blown away into bits, we should be able to gather enough remains to find this out.  Let's start at the center of the blast and work our way outward, shall we?  I imagine that the police will be arriving soon and will muck up any clues we might find if we don't hurry."

Nodding to his friend and realising that the painstaking work of pouring over the remains was not something that they were going to be allowed to do in the time they had, nonetheless, Gibb took one side and started to sift as best he could through the debris.

OOC: Like Carter, Gibb will use whatever skills seem appropriate here - which in my case medicine and thief aren't great, but lets hope for some fortunate rolls with perception.

Sj

OOC The investigation process requires:

Perception - to find clues.
Detective - to figure out what the clues mean.

Difficulty 3 applies unless either of you has a desire to change it (higher or lower) to raise or lower the experience you earn at the end...

The bomb site was a mess. The area around the blast was a crater and a number of innocents had been caught up in it.

Captain Carter ushered people away and distant whistles suggested the Peelers had been alerted and would be here soon, possibly with LeStrade of Scotland Yard in tow. How he would react to the death of his friend and colleague Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson was anyone's guess but it wouldn't be good.

Haunt/Carter stepped up and crouched, forming a magnifying glass from his hand and looking into the ruins of the carriage. He was hardened to scenes of brutality and horror and knew there was a job to be done.

OOC Perception... Int 8 + 4D Self Manip + Roll(6d12)+0: 10,8,6,2,2,9,+0 Total:4 DOUBLE (was so-so because it was so low but will see what the follow up brings) plus Roll(2d12)+0: 1,10,+0 Total:15 (23) vs
OV5 + Diff 3 + Roll(2d12)+0: 4,3,+0 Total:7 (15)
+4 (to 13 Will) vs RV5 + diff 3 (RV8)=5 RAPs

1) There are three bodies in the carriage and outside, a driver and two horses
2-3) The clothing remnants are a mess/shredded/bloodied but seem to match what Holmes/Watson and Captain Savage were wearing
4-6) The cases on the carriage are spread out and may give some clue if the fragments can be gathered.

In addition 5 RAPs on the explosive suggest the same amount of dynamite used on the other carriage was used here. C4 would have created a bigger blast radius and taken out more of the buildings on the side. Instead the people on the pavement on either side of the street were either caught in the shockwave or blasted with debris. There are some with serious injuries who need tending but the only casualties are those who were on the carriage.

Checking on the bodies...

int 8 + 4D Detective + Roll(6d12)+0: 9,1,2,9,9,7,+0 Total:18 DOUBLE plus Roll(2d12)+0: 1,4,+0 Total:23 (31) vs
OV6 + Diff 3 + Roll(2d12)+0: 11,11,+0 Total:22 DOUBLE plus Roll(2d12)+0: 12,8,+0 Total:42 (51) Failed

The bodies appear to be too messed up/destroyed by the blast to properly identity and confirm the identities.

The interior of the carriage...

Int 8 + 4D Detective + Roll(6d12)+0: 3,1,9,9,1,6,+0 Total:18 DOUBLE plus Roll(2d12)+0: 5,11,+0 Total:34 (42) vs
OV6 + Diff 3 + Roll(2d12)+0: 9,4,+0 Total:13 (22)
+6 (to 15 Will) vs RV6 +Diff 3 (RV9)=6 RAPs

1) There distinct sets of clothing. Too messed up to completely with 100% accuracy identify as the clothes all three were wearing that morning but as most clothing styles are gray/brown/generally dark in this era. He can't find a Deerstalker hat.
2-3) Holmes left the house in a deerstalker hat and in addition, Dr Watson wore his usual hat that morning... that is present. The blast from underneath the carriage will have separated the clothing from the wearer and a more exhaustive search of the area could reveal both, but Haunt pauses and looked about some more. Tracking the potential path of the explosion he finds fragments of what might be a deerstalker hat and his spirits sink...
4-6) As he picks up the hat and examines it, careful to hold the unbloodied parts. Turning the deerstalker hat inside he sees a partial label, charred and blooded, that reads ... nothing. Gieves and Hawkes, tailors, of Saville Row, were Holmes preferred tailors and would leave their mark on every item of clothing. This is strange. A sniff of the interior of the hat reveals... nothing except burn residue. More than that. There was no hair. A well used, old hat such as that Holmes wore would have hairs inside, a distinctive smell from the oil Holmes used in his hair and this hat had neither. It was either brand new and Holmes had plucked it from a box this very morning or... or Holmes stuck to his old faithful tried and trusted hat and this is NOT Sherlock Holmes' hat.

On the exterior...

Int 8 + 4D Detective + Roll(6d12)+0: 11,3,11,6,6,4,+0 Total:22 DOUBLE plus Roll(2d12)+0: 7,4,+0 Total:33 (41) vs
OV6 + Diff 3 + Roll(2d12)+0: 5,12,+0 Total:17 (26)
+5 (to 14 Will) vs RV6 + Diff 3 (RV9)=5 RAPs

1) The cases aren't of the correct number as Holmes/Watson/Savage packed (none of them packed light) but they might have been completely destroyed in the blast
2-3) Sifting through the clothing, it is tricky to determine which items of clothing belonged to which passenger. For instance each man had a distinct style and the clothes found are generic. It isn't even easy to match up the clothes to the size/build of each man. Holmes was tall and thin. Watson broader, stocky, full around the middle. Savage was broad of shoulder, thin of waist and likely to favour loose linen shirts and knee high boots with trousers tucked in. Sifting through the clothes Haunt stands and puts chin in hand, pondering...
4-6) Not enough cases, wrong clothing style, sizes not seeming right for any of the occupants based on what Haunt knew of all three men... and the clinched was sifting through each case again, twice. No medical instruments. Two of the men were doctors, Savage a scientist too. The lack of a violin and aids for administering narcotics as favoured by Holmes... even the lack of a pistol on Savage or Watson. This didn't add up. Putting the revelation together with the question marks about the wardrobe...?

Haunt stood back, chin in hand, surveying the scene. It had taken time to put it together and he'd been careful to use correct Police Procedures, not disturbing evidence or moving things from where they lay even as Peelers turned up and had LeStrade in tow who dashed off the side of the carriage and slowed as he jogged towards the carriage and recognised Gibb and Carter... and pieced together who might have been in the carriage. "No... NO!" he gasped.

Haunt wasn't so sure other than for one feeling, one gut instinct of a master detective. That feeling was that whoever had died in the carriage had NOT been Sherlock Holmes, Dr John Watson or Clark Savage. He couldn't be 100% sure, but he could be as certain as he could without having the time, resources and environment to gather the body parts and piece together the final part of the puzzle.

Someone had died here... but it had NOT been their companions.

Meanwhile Gibb had been at crowd control and triage.

OOC Int 10 + 3D Medicine + Roll(5d12)+0: 6,12,3,2,4,+0 Total:18 (28) vs
OV5 + Diff 3 + Roll(2d12)+0: 2,1,+0 Total:3 FAILED OV zero
+7 (to 12EV) vs RV5 + Diff 3 (RV8)=4 RAPs. Success.

Gibbs moves smartly about, assessing and treating where he can, moving people to a safer position, gathering blankets, bandages and cloths with warm water to clean and treat wounds. He saves the life of one young lad by clearing an air way and hopes to have saved the leg of a dock worker by identifying a shard close to an artery that would have caused severe bleeding had he been moved. Many more minor wounds and one or two with more serious wounds including facial injuries that would leave scars made the work a bloody business and Gibb was covered when he stood, finally, and moved to Carters side as LeStrade and his police make the area secure and keep people away. LeStrade came over, visibly shaken and ashen faced. "You two. I dare not ask, but were the occupants of the carriage who I think... who I fear... they were? What is your role in this?" he asked, mechanically, though he did not suspect Carter and Gibb.

Putting together the clues and trying to decide what to reveal, Nick Carter was slow to respond as he knew that if Holmes had escaped somehow, perhaps he wanted folks to think him dead ... for now. Or if it was some kind of elaborate ruse by Moriarty's gang and Holmes, Watson and Savage had been kidnapped? Holmes wouldn't have sacrificed other men to fake his death but might not all three piled out of their carriage earlier and grabbed their luggage and the driver picked up three more men and under compulsion took them to the docks to blow them up?

He decided to go with a partial truth for LeStrade, later he would tell his partner what he figured out. He scanned the crowds, watching for unusual movement or too intense a scrutiny. He also was specifically looking for three men who might be posing as dockworkers or sailors who were loading the ship, those might be the three alive and slipping on board secretly.

"On the surface it appears as Sherlock Holmes, Dr. John Watson and Dr. Clark Savage have been killed by dynamite placed under their carriage," he finally said. "Gathering all parts of the bodies that can be found and any clothing, personal articles and such items that would have been on the carriage might confirm that they had indeed died in the blast or might reveal it was some other group of men so killed."

"As to what our involvement is, I can only say it is a Crown matter and the three you think dead were involved in it with us. We must sail with the tide so we cannot remain here long."

"Gibbs, did you ...," Carter asks, nodding his head towards the carriage the man had come in, indicating he wondered about the dynamite on that carriage.

DavidMcMahon wrote:"Gibbs, did you ...," Carter asks, nodding his head towards the carriage the man had come in, indicating he wondered about the dynamite on that carriage.

Gibbs shook his head and motioning to Lestrade he pointe out that the carriage was still dangerous though only if someone lit a match near it.

Turning back to Carter, he motioned his head toward the scene, "This looks to be a dark day, our enemy again is one step ahead of us. I want to believe Sherlock got out, but it's very convincing otherwise. What do you think, can we delay? Truth is, I hate to leave but can we afford to stay any longer if we're to prevent a worse evil?

Sj

LeStrade orders his men to survey the scene and looks distraught. That said Carters words give him hope.

Carter and Gibb converse and the pair look out at those gathered around who look on the scene with horror and fascination. In the space of minutes something had happened to the carriage carrying Holmes, Watson and Savage.

There didn't seem to be enough time to transfer all of their multiple cases and possessions to a different carriage and Haunt had noted dozens of carriages from the air. Can one of them instead have been the one carrying his companions, diverted from the direction of the docks to... where? They'd already spent time scouring the blast site. Might they be too late to catch up with and save their friends?

Admin wrote:There didn't seem to be enough time to transfer all of their multiple cases and possessions to a different carriage and Haunt had noted dozens of carriages from the air. Can one of them instead have been the one carrying his companions, diverted from the direction of the docks to... where? They'd already spent time scouring the blast site. Might they be too late to catch up with and save their friends?

"What do you think, without a clear trail to follow, if they had used an identical carriage and several decoys to throw us off the scent, we might be stuck trying to relocate them. Unless Holmes had found a way to leave us a clue? Do you think we could retrace our steps to where you last were sure you saw them and then move forward toward the dock? Though time is against us, which sounds somewhat ironic, nonetheless if we can get some idea as to where they went? Surely its worth try? What do you think Carter?"

OOC: I'm up for searching but my skills in this area are really lacking, so it's going to fall to you Dave skills-wise, I'm just the ride along to the actions starts.

Sj

"Depends on how much time we have before the ship leaves," Nick grunted, still scanning the crowd, still hoping to spot three sailors or dockworkers who look slightly out of place boarding the ship. "We should ask the ship's captain when we must leave. I'm really hoping that they got out of their predicament and are sneaking on board. Also, we need to get rid of the dynamite on the carriage you came in on. Can we just not pull out the fuse and hand over the dynamite to LeStrade?"

ooc: OK, find out what kind of time restraint we are working under and then either try to find our comrades or have to leave on the ship.

The heroes left the scene to LeStrade who knew not to ask about their business seeing as they were working for the Crown. Above his pay grade.

Rashid at the ship boarding steps had head bowed. "Many condolences. I can make a request to delay the sailing but this part of the journey is merely to make contact with the Nautilus." he says quietly. "Once aboard her we have access to a network of information and resources that we cannot use in sight of prying eyes."

The heroes glanced at each other. The timeline was still *mostly* Victorian and intact but it seemed - very much - as if Prince Dakkar/Captain Nemo was more than met the eye.

"Ah." said Rashid and he waved for white dressed aides to dash forwards and greet the other Carriage where Mina was helped out, cloaked and hooded whilst glancing at the cloud covered orb in the sky and making for the ship without so much as a word! Baron Alucard (Dracula) was next and though he winced, he refused to wear a head covering to hide his handsome features. The horses looked disturbed as he walked past, and somewhere a dog started barking. As the aides of the Prince scurried about with cases and bags, Jekyll got out and looked terrified. "What was all that commotion? We need to leave. This place is not safe!" he said, scurrying past Carter and Gibb onto the ship.

"Gentlemen." said Dracula, sizing up Carter and Gibb. "The absence of Holmes and Watson suggests the disturbance we were eventually waved past was their carriage but..." he wrinkled his nose. "Holmes had the smell of the type who soils his body with drugs. Distinctive and one I would not be interested by." Rashid pales and the Count smiles, though his fangs are not extended. "I've fed." he states.

Turning to Carter and Gibb he adds "The smell is distinctive. I suspect Holmes to be a Cocaine user, and possibly more besides. Your smells are distinctive. MORE than human, much more. The taste would be ... interesting... to experience. However, despite the smell of burning and charring I did not scent Holmes in the ruins of the explosion. In fact..." he looked about. "He was not here. I am sure of it."

Carter and Gibb glanced at each other. Count Dracula was evil and served his own ends but Mina Harker had some power, some hold over him. If they could keep her happy, Dracula would - in theory - follow her to the ends of the Earth. What matter time to one who lived forever?

They were both still Vampires, however...

"It was some other poor sods that got blown up," Nick Carter admitted. "What we don't know is if Holmes and the others were captured by Moriarty's men or if they escaped and will sneak on board this ship, letting everyone else think that they are dead, for now. And if they were captured, we don't have much time to find them or even know where to begin. Unless, you can track their scent somehow, Count?"

DavidMcMahon wrote:"It was some other poor sods that got blown up," Nick Carter admitted.  "What we don't know is if Holmes and the others were captured by Moriarty's men or if they escaped and will sneak on board this ship, letting everyone else think that they are dead, for now.  And if they were captured, we don't have much time to find them or even know where to begin.  Unless, you can track their scent somehow, Count?"

OOC: I'm with Dave on this if there is some way by which we can trace them all good and well, however, they may be fine and our 'looking' for them only alerts our enemies to their being alive - when they may well wish to appear to be otherwise. So do we go - and if we go, how do we track them, or do we stay and sail out trusting that Nemo has other ways by which to track them and or help whilst we get on with the main quest? Not sure what is best if I am honest?

Sj

"I go by the title 'Baron' so as to avoid ... complications." smiled the Count, tightly.

"However, I shall attempt to pick up the scent. This may take some time." He moved away and the heroes watched him go. This was the actual 'Count Dracula' which was real in this reality. Any time time travel occurred the chances of changing forever the reality they'd come from were very dangerous and real.

ADVENT were trying to capture or kill their enemies and on top of that were Moriarty, Fu Manchu and others... all real in this reality and very possibly the reality of the heroes if they ever managed to get back to it...

Moving to where Dracula stood in the alleyways covered by shadow of the late afternoon sun he looks to the heroes. "I smell it in you. Power. Power to dwarf even my own. Interesting..."

"There will be a price to pay for my help. I use... blood... to empower me. I can find Holmes... but the price will be payment in blood. Make your choice gentlemen!" said Count Dracula.

Admin wrote:"There will be a price to pay for my help. I use... blood... to empower me. I can find Holmes... but the price will be payment in blood. Make your choice gentlemen!" said Count Dracula.

Steeplejack pulled Carter to one side with a sidewise glance at the count whom he wondered if he could hear their whispered conversation.

"I fought with a bunch of these bloodsuckers in Exeter to rescue Mina from them, all of whom ended up that way courtesy of the our "Baron" here. I don't like this, it feels like a bargain with the devil. And you know whose blood looks pretty tasty to him right now?" Steeplejack didn't have to answer that question, they both knew the "Baron's" talk of their abilities probably made the thought of snacking on them something that he'd leverage to his advantage.

OOC: I am not cool with Drac getting a drink from anyone - full stop! If it means we go it alone or we don't go [Holmes is a big boy] then so be it, but I do not want any part of his taking a sip from any one! I think unless we can find a compromise we might have to cut him loose on this one go it alone or admit defeat and hope Holmes gets to us - what do you think?

Sj

The Baron raises an eyebrow but says nothing as he sees Haunt morph into the form of a Bloodhound!

"Impressive. But did you first get hold of Holmes' scent, as I did?" he asks the heroes as he stands with hands behind his back. "Without that you will experience a kaleidoscope of smells and will somehow have to pick out Holmes' scent from all of those!"

Gibb/Steeplejack was quicker than that though. "We can pick up his scent from 221B Baker Street."

"Rather than accept my help you will invite delay to this endeavour? Very well gentlemen, I shall see you on board the ship. Eventually." he said, pulling a hood in place and walking out into the dying embers of the daylight, careful to avoid being touched by it.

Dracula had a point.

However at the speed Steeplejack over the rooftops and Haunt flying could travel, they were back at Baker street in minutes and Mrs Hudson the house keeper was being consoled by police when they returned.

"Oh my, so many times I thought the gentlemen put themselves in danger but now they've only gone and done it, the dear, wonderful fools!" she sobbed.

The Police started when Gibb and Carter came up but a sergeant had seen LeStrade with them a number of times and waved them in.

With a smoking jacket of Holmes taken from the drawing room, Haunt once more morphed into a bloodhound to take a sniff...

OOC Self manipulation 10 to give Analytical Smell 10... This is going to be tricky thanks to the time difficulty factor...

AS10 + Roll(2d12)+0: 12,12,+0 Total:24 DOUBLE (BOOM! Perhaps not...) plus Roll(2d12)+0: 9,9,+0 Total:18 DOUBLE plus Roll(2d12)+0:
10,12,+0 Total:64 (yowzer!) (74) vs
OV8 + Diff 3 + Roll(2d12)+0: 3,5,+0 Total:8 (19)
+10 (to 20, one short of getting +11 modifier which might be the joint highest modifier we'd ever had) vs RV8+ Diff 3 (RV11)=9 RAPs. Haunt can follow the scent for 9APs of time, half an hour, which means...

Twenty minutes later the 'dog' having run at full pelt through the streets with Gibb as the desperate owner trying to 'catch' him and bemused onlookers pointing and laughing as the sun goes down over London and shadows are cast long and wide.

The pair pause when Haunt changes back into a human form and the pair look at a warehouse overlooking the docks. A couple of 'toughs' stand guard over a carriage - the same type as Holmes, Watson and Savage used to travel in. Indeed, it looked like their possessions were still strapped to it! The docks nearby had a ship that was being loaded but to Gibb and Carter, experienced adventurers, their keen eyes saw something else. Guards, armed ones at that and moving a little too casually to be mere dock workers. They counted.. three on deck, two by the gangplank as workers loaded boxes aboard. The scent had become nigh on overwhelmed because of the smells of a busy dockyard.

However, Holmes was here, Haunt was sure of it and probably in that warehouse soon to be loaded on that boat!

Admin wrote:However, Holmes was here, Haunt was sure of it and probably in that warehouse soon to be loaded on that boat!

Patting his friend on the shoulder, Gibb said to him, "OK so how do we play this. They wanted to make it appear Holmes was dead, but they didn't kill him, therefore we could rush in and make a grab for him! However, I could be wrong and we could risk it all for nothing. Perhaps we should go in from above or below and get an idea of what is going on. I could scout ahead but with your shapeshifting abilities, you could scurry in there before I've even picked a lock to get in? What do you think?"

Sj

"There ought to be a skylight or two above," the Haunt mused. "It's not like electric lights are common for warehouses in this time period, so they need windows to see what they are doing inside. I could summon a fog to cover us while we go up the side of the building and try to see inside. Shall I?"

DavidMcMahon wrote:"There ought to be a skylight or two above," the Haunt mused.  "It's not like electric lights are common for warehouses in this time period, so they need windows to see what they are doing inside.  I could summon a fog to cover us while we go up the side of the building and try to see inside.  Shall I?"

Steeplejack nodded, "Let's do it"

And with that, he readied himself as his friend prepared to make obscure their presence.

Sj

Make fog, Get in alley next to side of warehouse, turn into ladder and after Steeplejack climbs up, pull self up to roof, thin out fog right around us so Steeplejack can see and look in.

Haunt made the fog and the ladder though with a hop (OOC 5APs jumping) Gibb was waiting for Haunt at the edge of the roof some two stories up!

The pair made their way - carefully - over the rickety roof and peered through a dusty and seagull poop encrusted window. No one said heroics were glamourous!

There wasn't much to see. A Warehouse full of boxes with some gas lamps providing illumination and side offices, presumably where Holmes, Watson and Savage were being held. The pair were about to rise when...



A tall, thin and distinctly 'odd' looking man in a suit most un-victorian like prowled about, gun in hand and acting as a guard...

Haunt recognised the 'Thin Man' with that strange gun that seemed to channel their ability to nullify superhuman abilities. A weapon that had cost Haunt almost a year of his life!

The Haunt growls softly, "I hate those Advent jerks more than any other Advent jerks! Team attack him?"

DavidMcMahon wrote:The Haunt growls softly, "I hate those Advent jerks more than any other Advent jerks!  Team attack him?"

Steeplejack nodded, not having the same incentive to hate the thin man, but knowing that they were Advent was justification enough for him to join Haunt in the team attack.

OOC: OK 3/2 and martial arts this sorry son of a gun.

Sj