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Post by Adminenkainen on Jun 18, 2016 1:50:49 GMT
Alright, alright. I'm just giving you a hard time. You did good today, kid. You stood up to that mook and you got the girl. I'm proud of you."Thanks Jack, but we're not done yet," he said as they got back to the train station. "Lets take one last look for your friend." Andrew would work his way through crowd first, see if he could spot any of the guys from the wanted poster. If they didn't turn up, he'd start poking around a little behind the scenes. Check if any doors that seemed like they should be locked weren't. Keep an eye out for anyone going into employee areas that didn't look like they should be there. Andrew was out of luck on the wanted posters; none of his three wanted men seemed to be there just then. Although, even this close to supper time, there were at least five dozen people around the depot for them to hide among. So he did some poking around instead. He tested a door marked "storage" by the west corner of the building and found it locked. There was a newsstand where a kid younger than Andrew hawked newspapers, comic books, and cigarettes. He couldn't have been older than 15 and was probably earning money for his family while his old man was serving overseas. (( rolls: 6, 6))
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Post by dtspurrier on Jun 18, 2016 5:02:39 GMT
Howard listens to Al and says " Al we can add twenty more minutes to the act. We can add the disappearing woman trick to the act and also another card trick." Howard does the final prep work before going on stage.
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Post by theleadingman on Jun 18, 2016 7:26:21 GMT
If The Leading Man suggested it, the maid was very hesitant about letting "Liam" go into Mrs. Deselles room. "Alright, let me leave a note the?" The Leading Man said. While the maid found him pen and paper, The Leading Man ambled his way back through the rooms looking for photographs of Mr. and Mrs. Deselles. If he could manage it, he'd even swipe it so he'd have something to refer to. The note he left read, "HD - came to visit. Figured you'd always appreciate a helpful friend. -LM." Then he tipped his hat to the maid and said, "I'll get to the bottom of this. I'm sure it's all fine." He walked down the path and climbed into the taxi, "Andrew, take me to the Orpheum Theater. And while we drive, tell me about the place."
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Post by majorvictory on Jun 18, 2016 13:23:39 GMT
Murphy gave the description of the man earlier and also asked that he help spot the suspects. "Take me to the place that they tend meet up at too". The security officer, Daniel, listened carefully to the description of the man who had harassed the girl in the depot and been stood up to by the younger man. "Hmm...no, no, he doesn't sound like one of the regulars to me, at any rate. I may have seen him talking to the regulars before, though. I'm not sure; I'd have to see him myself." They took a short tour and saw three places in the depot where the "regulars" usually met -- the east corner of the depot, which was right next to a newsstand; just to the left of the southeast entrance (nothing in particular was by it, other than the main entrance); and the west corner, by a maintenance door. "I've never seen them try to use that door," Daniel said, answering the obvious question. "That door is normally kept locked anyway. But it leads to a storage room that has stairs leading down to a utility room below the station. Oh -- I think that might be one of the regulars now..." Daniel said, indicating a short man in a wide-brimmed hat and trench coat. (( rolls: 4, 6, 2)) "Alright, Murphy said extending his had to wave off the guard, Stay back, I am going to tail him and see where he goes. Keep on eye on me". He then moved slowly not to bring attention to himself. He mingled with the crowd intending to keep on eye the regulars.
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Post by Orpheus Jack on Jun 19, 2016 3:37:49 GMT
Andrew was out of luck on the wanted posters; none of his three wanted men seemed to be there just then. Although, even this close to supper time, there were at least five dozen people around the depot for them to hide among. So he did some poking around instead. He tested a door marked "storage" by the west corner of the building and found it locked. There was a newsstand where a kid younger than Andrew hawked newspapers, comic books, and cigarettes. He couldn't have been older than 15 and was probably earning money for his family while his old man was serving overseas. (( rolls: 6, 6)) Andrew walked over to the newsstand and held out a hand with a couple of quarters in it. "Hey kid, I'm looking for a few fellas who might have been hanging out around here lately, watching the trains." He described the three men from the wanted poster as best he could, using Jack's memory to flesh out the details. "You happen to see any of them around lately?"
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Post by Adminenkainen on Jun 21, 2016 5:26:18 GMT
The note he left read, "HD - came to visit. Figured you'd always appreciate a helpful friend. -LM." Then he tipped his hat to the maid and said, "I'll get to the bottom of this. I'm sure it's all fine." He walked down the path and climbed into the taxi, "Andrew, take me to the Orpheum Theater. And while we drive, tell me about the place." "The Orpheum? I know the place," Torgsen said as he drove. "Old-fashioned vaudeville acts. Doesn't pack them in like the movie palaces anymore." The Leading Man showed up with time to spare to catch that night's show. True to the cabbie's word, it was a half-full house waiting for the performers. The opening act was a magician calling himself The Cabalist. Despite the mysterious name, it was a fairly traditional magic act. The magician was good -- real good -- but the first 20 minutes seemed like the lovely assistant hadn't even rehearsed them with him. A comedy pair, Will Allen and Fred Andrews went next. They were slapstick -- the scene devolves into a farcical duel done with glove slapping -- but still very funny, with good wit and pacing. Next came Roscoe Ball, a man with an unusual ventriloquist act. He used a chimpanzee on stage with him instead of dummy on his lap. The chimpanzee was free to prowl the stage within 10' of Roscoe and made jabbering motions with its mouth while Roscoe talked. The man's jokes were lame, but the voice did always seem to be coming from the chimp, and that amused the crowd enough. Lastly, The Cabalist came out for a second act. The audience seemed confused and rightfully so, as the handbill mentioned two singers, Sid Manly and June McCroon, who haven't been on stage at all. But this was the act The Cabalist and his assistant were rehearsed for. They were finally spot-on, and deserved the applause they got. The Leading Man had a photograph of Mr. and Mrs. Deselles in hand that he had swiped at the house. Although he had been very attentive the whole time, he had seen neither of them in or around the theater so far tonight. The curtain came down.
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Post by Adminenkainen on Jun 21, 2016 17:40:13 GMT
Andrew walked over to the newsstand and held out a hand with a couple of quarters in it. "Hey kid, I'm looking for a few fellas who might have been hanging out around here lately, watching the trains." He described the three men from the wanted poster as best he could, using Jack's memory to flesh out the details. "You happen to see any of them around lately?" Andrew watched the boy's face as he described the three men from the wanted posters and noticed the boy only seemed to be half listening. "I haven't seen anybody. You want a paper?" the boy said, unhelpfully. Meanwhile, Rick and the security guard were trailing the suspect -- which led straight to the newsstand. The man in the trench coat muscled in and bought a copy of today's newspaper off the paperboy. Right there next to the man in the trench coat -- that kid from earlier who chased off the bully dragging that girl around. Suspicious, that he was just hanging around here still, several hours later. The man in the trench coat went to a quiet corner, pulled out a pencil, and opened the newspaper to a crossword puzzle. After filling out some of the puzzle, the man returned to the newsstand and started to slip the paper back to the paperboy. That was when the man glanced over and finally saw that he was being watched. He put the folded up newspaper inside his coat instead and started to walk fast for the front exit. (( roll: 5, 2, 1))
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Post by theleadingman on Jun 22, 2016 11:52:46 GMT
"The Orpheum? I know the place," Torgsen said as he drove. "Old-fashioned vaudeville acts. Doesn't pack them in like the movie palaces anymore." The Leading Man showed up with time to spare to catch that night's show. True to the cabbie's word, it was a half-full house waiting for the performers. The opening act was a magician calling himself The Cabalist. Despite the mysterious name, it was a fairly traditional magic act. The magician was good -- real good -- but the first 20 minutes seemed like the lovely assistant hadn't even rehearsed them with him. A comedy pair, Will Allen and Fred Andrews went next. They were slapstick -- the scene devolves into a farcical duel done with glove slapping -- but still very funny, with good wit and pacing. Next came Roscoe Ball, a man with an unusual ventriloquist act. He used a chimpanzee on stage with him instead of dummy on his lap. The chimpanzee was free to prowl the stage within 10' of Roscoe and made jabbering motions with its mouth while Roscoe talked. The man's jokes were lame, but the voice did always seem to be coming from the chimp, and that amused the crowd enough. Lastly, The Cabalist came out for a second act. The audience seemed confused and rightfully so, as the handbill mentioned two singers, Sid Manly and June McCroon, who haven't been on stage at all. But this was the act The Cabalist and his assistant were rehearsed for. They were finally spot-on, and deserved the applause they got. The Leading Man had a photograph of Mr. and Mrs. Deselles in hand that he had swiped at the house. Although he had been very attentive the whole time, he had seen neither of them in or around the theater so far tonight. The curtain came down. The Leading Man went out to the lobby and checked the poster for the show. Yep, definitely listed two singers, a man and a woman. And they had not shown their faces for the show. He decided to see if he could get backstage and see if those two might just bare a suspicious resemblance to some French folks he was looking for. He bought a stage bill and went around to the back stage entrance. He waited around to see if anybody might leave and he could catch the door to let himself in. Failing that he had other plans. If there was nobody around, he would try and jimmy the lock or force it without making too much noise. He was a pretty strong guy and often had some luck using force to get his way. Then, once he got inside, he'd play the fan of the magician's assistant if challenged. But really he'd be looking for the missing singers.
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Post by Adminenkainen on Jun 23, 2016 16:31:20 GMT
The Leading Man went out to the lobby and checked the poster for the show. Yep, definitely listed two singers, a man and a woman. And they had not shown their faces for the show. He decided to see if he could get backstage and see if those two might just bare a suspicious resemblance to some French folks he was looking for. He bought a stage bill and went around to the back stage entrance. He waited around to see if anybody might leave and he could catch the door to let himself in. Failing that he had other plans. If there was nobody around, he would try and jimmy the lock or force it without making too much noise. He was a pretty strong guy and often had some luck using force to get his way. Then, once he got inside, he'd play the fan of the magician's assistant if challenged. But really he'd be looking for the missing singers. The Leading Man was surprised to see a police officer guarding the back stage entrance. "Who are you?" the cop asked The Leading Man. "A fan of the magician's assistant, eh?" The cop seemed amused by that. "Well, come in. Maybe the detective can get you her autograph." As The Leading Man stepped inside, the officer at the door shouted, "Hey, Larson, I've got a fan of the magician's assistant here! You want to question him?" A slim man in his 50s, wearing a suit and hat, approached the back door. He took a glance at The Leading Man, then turned to the cop. "What were you thinking? Does he look like some lovesick kid? He looks like a reporter to me. What's your name, sir?" Detective Larson asked, this time looking at The Leading Man. (( roll: 8))
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Post by Orpheus Jack on Jun 23, 2016 18:42:27 GMT
Andrew watched the boy's face as he described the three men from the wanted posters and noticed the boy only seemed to be half listening. "I haven't seen anybody. You want a paper?" the boy said, unhelpfully. Meanwhile, Rick and the security guard were trailing the suspect -- which led straight to the newsstand. The man in the trench coat muscled in and bought a copy of today's newspaper off the paperboy. Right there next to the man in the trench coat -- that kid from earlier who chased off the bully dragging that girl around. Suspicious, that he was just hanging around here still, several hours later. The man in the trench coat went to a quiet corner, pulled out a pencil, and opened the newspaper to a crossword puzzle. After filling out some of the puzzle, the man returned to the newsstand and started to slip the paper back to the paperboy. That was when the man glanced over and finally saw that he was being watched. He put the folded up newspaper inside his coat instead and started to walk fast for the front exit. (( roll: 5, 2, 1)) What a little punk. If I had an arm, I'd smack him upside the head.Andrew took the dismissal a little better. He put away his quarters and let the newsboy do his job. He'd make one last circuit of the train station to see if he spotted any of the wanted men, but if he didn't come up with anything by then, he'd need to see about getting those groceries.
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Post by theleadingman on Jun 24, 2016 21:22:10 GMT
The Leading Man was surprised to see a police officer guarding the back stage entrance. "Who are you?" the cop asked The Leading Man. "A fan of the magician's assistant, eh?" The cop seemed amused by that. "Well, come in. Maybe the detective can get you her autograph." As The Leading Man stepped inside, the officer at the door shouted, "Hey, Larson, I've got a fan of the magician's assistant here! You want to question him?" A slim man in his 50s, wearing a suit and hat, approached the back door. He took a glance at The Leading Man, then turned to the cop. "What were you thinking? Does he look like some lovesick kid? He looks like a reporter to me. What's your name, sir?" Detective Larson asked, this time looking at The Leading Man. (( roll: 8)) "Liam. I really was just trying to meet that magician's assistant. Say, why are there police officers back here for? Has there been a robbery? Or..." The Leading Man held his homburg in his hands and looked concerned and helpful, "Maybe I can help? Maybe I saw something?"
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Post by dtspurrier on Jun 25, 2016 3:58:50 GMT
Howard and his assistant move backstage. He tells her that the show went well. He sees the police have arrived and there is a well dressed man speaking with the police. Was this man a detective or a states attorney Howard could not tell. He then moves backstage and sees the ventriloquist and his chimp assistant going back to the dressing rooms.
Howard says " hey nice performance. So sorry to see Did committing suicide, June is beside herself. Although now that the police are hear there will be plenty of questions. Where we were ? What we were doing? Did Did have any enemies? I heard the shot but was on stage you hear anything? After all since we all work together we should get our stories straight."
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Post by Adminenkainen on Jun 26, 2016 19:09:35 GMT
What a little punk. If I had an arm, I'd smack him upside the head.Andrew took the dismissal a little better. He put away his quarters and let the newsboy do his job. He'd make one last circuit of the train station to see if he spotted any of the wanted men, but if he didn't come up with anything by then, he'd need to see about getting those groceries.[/quote] None of them men were there. Disappointed, Andrew had to go pick up the groceries and bring them to his mother. She said she appreciated it, but she also made it clear that she had to change her dinner plans because it took Andrew so long to get back with the groceries. He was still free to stay and eat with the family if he wanted to. Later, in his room, Andrew looked at his short stack of comic books. The superheroes might have been onto something. Wearing a garish, or even frightening uniform, was a way of flushing out criminals that Andrew might otherwise never spot if they were hiding. He would just have to come up with one...
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Post by Adminenkainen on Jun 26, 2016 19:22:23 GMT
Howard and his assistant move backstage. He tells her that the show went well. He sees the police have arrived and there is a well dressed man speaking with the police. Was this man a detective or a states attorney Howard could not tell. He then moves backstage and sees the ventriloquist and his chimp assistant going back to the dressing rooms. Howard says " hey nice performance. So sorry to see Did committing suicide, June is beside herself. Although now that the police are hear there will be plenty of questions. Where we were ? What we were doing? Did Did have any enemies? I heard the shot but was on stage you hear anything? After all since we all work together we should get our stories straight." Out by the back door, Detective Larson was saying to "Liam", "You only would have seen something if you were hanging around here 1-2 hours before the show. But...okay, it's fine by me if want to come in and see the assistant. I'll leave it up to the magic guy if he wants you to see her or not." "Liam" was told that the "magic guy" and his assistant just went into Roscoe Ball's dressing room. From the doorway, "Liam" observed he was standing right behind Veronica, who was facing into the room. Inside, Howard, The Cabalist, had just been trying to indirectly question Roscoe, but Roscoe wasn't buying it. "What are you trying to do?" Roscoe asked hotly. "Figure out a way to pin this on me? Well, you ain't gonna do it, Howard! How do I know you didn't do it?" Roscoe's chimp was in the crowded room as well. Roscoe getting upset was agitating the chimpanzee. (( rolls: 9, 2))
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Post by theleadingman on Jun 27, 2016 20:39:58 GMT
The Leading Man took the agitation of the chimpanzee to try and sidle away and find the victim's dressing room. His main goal right now was to get a look at the victim and at his singing partner.
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