The Destination ATTN Liam, Mike, Riley, Dave

As the group hurries away from the angered George, someone fiddles with the GPS. They soon load up the final destination and are relieved to see that its' only a few minutes drive. Pulling into the parking lot, a casual glance reveals that this is a well off hotel, by Detroit standards. No valet, but the parking lot and walkways are well lit and well maintained, hinting that there may be security about.

A glance at the lobby reveals two long desks with two men in blue blazers waiting to check in guests. Returning to the envelope, you find the key is for a room 113. There are no additional instructions.

Shall you attempt to impersonate the vampire again? Are you behind schedule? The letter seemed very time sensitive. How much time had you lost in Whispering Falls?
Checking the time on the dashboard, you are surprised to see that it's nearly 2 A.M. The days events have been wearying and you realize a dull ache in your stomach from missed meals and a heavy feeling to your eyes...

Liam looks at the time. "Damn, 2 A.M already. Hope we're not behind schedule. So,do we do the same thing as before?"

"Which thing is that?" *He glances over at Chrissy to see how she's doing.*

Liam looked around to make sure no one was listening in first "Should I check in as Cirino, or do you have a better idea?" He whispered.

"Hope we never go through that shit again mates." Mike said. "Unfortunately in our line of work, we probably will... gawd I need a beer..."

"Alright. I'll sign in. Sure you can find a beer around here somewhere." Liam approaches the desk. "Hello, I'm here to check in."

Doctor Hollandale sat in the passenger seat, hugging a sweater she'd taken from her luggage to her chest. She stared out the window, not replying to Mike or Liam.

"Hello, sir." A woman replied, staring over across the desk at you. She stared at Liam for a bit. "You said you're here to check in?" She said dubiously. "What is your name, sir?"

"Cirino Marco." Liam replied.

"Can I see some ID, sir?" The desk clerk asked, frosty yet professional. You wonder if perhaps you shoud have straightened up before coming to teh front desk.

"Hey Doc, you alright? All things considered..." Mike asked the quiet woman whose skills he'd come to respect.

What?" The doctor startled, clutching the pink sweater more tightly. "Oh. Mike. " She blinked quickly, not responding for a moment. "I'm just glad that you found me when you did. That man said he'd do the most terrible things to me..." Her hands delicately touched her collarbone where her kin was criss crossed with little bandages.


Mike frowned. "Sure you don't want me to go back and shoot the son of a bitch? Granted he's not a monster by the usual Hunter standards but for you I'll ignore the distinction.".

"Left it in the bag." Liam lied. He left the desk and went up to Mike.

[14:42:33 01/08/10] cobrawax : Liam rolled 4 dice to "Lie" 1,9,3,3 (1 successes)

"What?" The Docto took a moment to respond. "No..no... I don't want that. It..just felt like I'd been there forever. That he was never going to let me go." She sniffled slightly, turning to look at Liam when he approached.
Liam approached Mike. "Hey Mike. Sorry to interupt you, but they asked for an ID, which I have, but I don't look a thing like the guy. So, I'm thinking we should just go up to the room." He whispered.

Sounds like a good idea." Mike whispered back.
From the backs eat, Chrissy nodded mutely.

Liam nodded and headed towards room 113.

s Liamenters the hotel, he notices that the elevators were past the front desk. He did not see any one gesture to him from the front desk. The young lady was currently helping another guests. Glancing about, he noted a handful of mall security clustered near a floor level door. Taking the elevator up, he discovered that room 113 was on floor 6 after about ten minutes of exploring the various halls.

"Doc, you wanna come on inside with us or stay out here with the dog?" Mike asked.

I'll stay here." Chrissy said quickly. "Don't want PETA on you."

Liam takes the room 113 key, looks around and enters the room.

Call if you need us." Mike said, handing her his phone with Liam's number onscreen and heading upstairs to 113.

Glancing around, Liam notices no one in the hall. No slips of paper for room service or wake up calls were present. Perhaps this level was largely unoccupied? Within the room, he was once again surprised by the casual luxury. The hotel room had a fair sized living room with a television, computer desk with hook up and a comfortable seating arrangement. You note the stately bedroom with its turned down sheets and the well appointed bathoom with its luxurious robe and amenities. Returning to the main room, you spy a lavender colored box atop of the coffee table.

Liam grabs the box and leaves the room.

Hey, Doc wanted to stay in the vehicle." Mike said as he walked up to Liam
"We got what we came here for, now let's get the fuck out of here." said Liam quietly.

Liam heads back to the car to examine what is in the box.
Mike follows

The box is lightly scented with lavender upon opening. You find that several pieces of paper fill the box. Three are brightly colored laminates- one for Cherub Gentlemens Club, one for 'Wickid Desires'' and one for a 'Lulu Lounge'. The first two were for the city of Detroit; while the last listed an address in England. It would take several moments to ridle through and read all of the papers. Do you study them in the parking lot?

Liam looks through the papers in the parking lot. "Yeah, I don't think we're going to head to England just yet." He said as he showed the others the Lulu Lounge laminate.
"Bugger that." Mike said.

The topmost papers were several 'notes' of sorts, likely intended for Cirino himself. 'Welcome back to Detroit, old man!' One read. "Come see us down at Cherub, we'll keep one warm for you'. "Don't overtsya your welcome,' another warns. "The blue bloods are out here'. The notes are intersting, but hard to decipher. Continuing the search, you find another sealed letter like the one that had started the journey...

"Ah, here we go." said Liam as he eagerly opened the letter.

[15:29:05] Seratone : Chris pulls his trench coat a little tighter as he steps out onto the streets. He frowns slightly. The man had come here to meet a contact, but it had been a half hour and the guy had never shown up. "Looks like another loose end." The man grumbles bitterly as he looks for where he parked his car.

[15:30:34] AeonThePhoenix : "What's the letter say mate?" Mike asked impatiently.

[15:31:20] Seryna : As Chris moves among the parking lot, he notes a shiny Lexus- a bit of an odd duck in this part of town. Nicer area, yeah, but boosting isn't uncommon here..

[16:00:04] Seryna : [give me a wits + inves + 1]

[16:01:13] cobrawax : Liam rolled 4 dice to "Investigation" 6,7,6,10,3 (1 successes)

[16:03:57] Seratone : (back)

[16:05:23] AeonThePhoenix : Mike stared at Chris for a moment before pulling a lighter from his pocket and tossing it to the man.

[16:05:48] Seryna : As Liam investigates the bed area, he discovers that a safe is secured into the wall, partially obscurred by the wooden night stand. A good place for the ring and valuables, perhaps? The safe is currently open, with a card describing how to set the combination. As he runs his hand along the bed frame, he lets it move under the bed skirt. There, his hand catches on a wooden latch. As though there is a drawer beneath the bed...

[16:08:14] Seratone : "Thanks man." He takes a long drag on his cigarette before handing the lighter back. The man nods his head and steps around the back of the car, quickly noticing the license plate before continuing on his way to his own car.

[16:12:39] cobrawax : Liam opens the drawer.

[16:13:45] AeonThePhoenix : Mike growled. "Weirdo..." He turned to Doctor Hollandale. "I'll be back in two minutes, gonna go give Liam a hand."

[16:19:31] Seratone : Chris gets in his car, a black toyota corolla. He peels out of the parking lot and immediately stops the car at the nearest spot on the street. "Somethin wasn't right about that." He mutters to himself. "Were they following me?" The paranoid reporter opens his cellphone and dials a number. "Hey Officer McNulty. I need to ask you a favor. I need you to run the plates on a Lexus."

[16:19:41] Seratone : http://sheetgen.dalines.net/wiki/WikiDiceRoller?hash=bacdfc97

[16:20:30] Seryna : Pulling open the drawer, Liam realizes that it pulls out a long cot from underneath the bed, including a mattress. A quick examiniatio proves that someone could lie on this mattress and be completely hidden underneath the bed!

[16:21:09] Seryna : "Yeah, OK." Chrissy says quickly, distracted as she turns, watching the man move away.

[16:22:12] Seryna : "Sure, Chris. They up to somethin'?" Theres a pause as the man on the other side guages his partners attentiveness. Satisfied, he pulls up the program....

[16:23:30] cobrawax : "Interesting." Liam murmurs. He walks back to the car.

[16:24:18] Seratone : "Just a hunch man." He waits a few minutes, and looks over his shoulder to make sure no one was approaching. "So who'd it come back to?"

[16:27:26] AeonThePhoenix : "Why do I bother following your ass?" Mike said, smiling at Liam to show he was just messing around. "Everytime you leave for this room you're out again before I get a look in."

[16:29:18] cobrawax : Liam smirks. "Well, I found nothing except for the fact that they made this bed in a way that makes it possible to sleep under it. "

[16:29:23] Seryna : "Came back to a Dr. Christina Hollandale, practicing surgeon in Salem. Excellent upstanding citizen, far as I can see. No warrants, no complaints..."


[16:29:18] cobrawax : Liam smirks. "Well, I found nothing except for the fact that they made this bed in a way that makes it possible to sleep under it. "

[16:29:23] Seryna : "Came back to a Dr. Chrissy Hollandale, practicing surgeon in Salem. Excellent upstanding citizen, far as I can see. No warrants, no complaints..."

[16:29:42] Seryna : [ahem. That should be Christina**]

[16:33:05] AeonThePhoenix : "What? A bed under the bed? The hell?"

[16:33:12] Seratone : "Hollandale, Hmm, for a Doctor she keeps odd company. Think I'm gonna look into this. If it turns into somethin I'll see if I can feed yah a bust."

[16:33:56] cobrawax : Liam nods. "Yeah, weird. You wanna see it."

[16:37:56] Seryna : "Odd company?" The man wonders. "OK. Be careful, man."

[16:40:56] Seratone : Chris hangs up the phone and waits for Chrissy's car to pull out of the parking lot. "Christina Hollandale. Surgeon.. What's she doing all the way out here in Detroit?" Chris notes to himself to check and see if any big medical conventions were being held in the city when he got back to his safehouse.

[16:43:13] AeonThePhoenix : "Better get back to the Doc. Some weirdo was nosing through the window after you walked off." Mike told Liam.

[16:43:31] Seryna : Chris does not discover any medical conventions being held in Detroit. He does not a convention pegged for Urban Survivalists is being held at a local park next Tuesday.

[16:44:41] cobrawax : A chill ran Liam's spine. "Oh, shit." He goes back to the car.

[16:47:46] cobrawax : Liam turned to Mike. "How much do you think he saw?" he asked.

[16:49:24] AeonThePhoenix : "Not much... if he'd be lookin' any longer he'd have got a fistful of Aussie if you know what I mean."

[16:51:02] cobrawax : "I don't think there's any other way to interpret. Good. "

[16:51:03] Seryna : "I'm O..K." Chrissy said idly as the men return. "THe other man drove off."

[16:51:18] cobrawax : *interpret that*

[16:55:37] cobrawax : Liam stroked his chin. "Now, we just figure out the next step. I guess we could check out the Detroit clubs, but do we just leave it at that? I mean if we're not going to follow this thing all the way, what was the point of it? Though, I guess we did find out a lot of information. Some real valuable sounding information too. "


[16:58:01] Seryna : "You never did decide what to do about the ring." Chrissy said quietly.


[16:59:41] cobrawax : Liam nods "Right. I almost forgot about that. I think it's Professor Donaldson's choic and he said he didn't want it destroyed."

[16:59:50] cobrawax : *choice*

[17:03:08] AeonThePhoenix : "Personally I think our next move is either getting the Doc checked out or checked into a hotel so she can treat herself nice while we chase up the next lead."

[17:04:34] cobrawax : "Alright. Should we call that guy's number, or should we sent here somewhere normal?"

[17:06:11] AeonThePhoenix : "Chrissy, what do you wanna do?" Mike asked, trying not to put the Doctor under any additional pressure.

[17:06:49] Seryna : "I... really just need some sleep." She admitted. "I bandaged myself. I can check for infection in the morning, maybe pick up some antibiotics somewhere..'

[17:08:33] AeonThePhoenix : "Okay, hotel it is." Mike stated.



[17:11:09] Seratone : Chris waits for the Lexis to pull out. He waits a few seconds, and then attempts to follow them in his own car. Trying to stay far enough away to not attract attention.

[17:13:02] Seratone : http://sheetgen.dalines.net/wiki/WikiDiceRoller?hash=3f307344


[17:17:57] Seratone : (vs wits + composure + equipment contested)

[17:19:14] cobrawax : Liam rolled 4 dice to "Perception " 9,6,10,8,2 (3 successes)
een disconnected the Sun Aug 01, 2010 5:21 pm (session timeout)

[17:22:02] Seratone : Chris is an older balding white male in a trench coat driving a black toyota corolla


[17:23:40] cobrawax : "Uh Mike. We got company." said Liam nervously.

[17:24:13] AeonThePhoenix : Mike glanced in the rear view mirror. "Aw shit!"

[17:25:45] Seratone : When the car he's following stops at the nearest stop sign, he pulls out a camera and snaps a few pictures of the rear of the Lexus and the outlines of its occupants.

[17:27:16] cobrawax : "Alright. He didn't see anything yet. He's got nothing on us." said Liam calmly.

[17:28:16] Seratone : http://sheetgen.dalines.net/wiki/WikiDiceRoller?hash=8da569d6



[17:29:01] cobrawax : "If we need to figure out who he's working for, I got some rope and duct tape in the back." Liam continued, while trying to maintain a calm tone.

*Once they find a hotel room, Riley, who had been quiet for a while or working on different things, speaks up after Dr. Hollandale crashes.* "Maybe we should review what we've figured out so far.and what to do next."

Liam rubs his temples. "I don't know where to start. I guess Cirino was going to make a deal with his allies for the ring. He was going to travel around checking how his boss's businesses in the U.S and England were doing before returning to Rome. He also was supposed to check if his allies were still loyal to him.The two options are we check out Cherub Gentlemen's club or we look at Wickid Desires. There's also a place he runs called Lulu Lounge in England, which he was supposed to go to after Detroit, but I don't think any of us want to go to England anytime soon."

[Cobrawax, Jake & Riley, give me an Int + occult roll ]

Liam rolled 4 dice to "Occult" 8,9,1,7 (2 successes)

Studying the note, Liam has an odd, nagging thought. He returns to studying the two note side by side. Something had been remarked about this in the past, he felt sure of it. When the others had talked about moving Dino, hadn't they stated that he'd said there were different kinds of vampires? Organizations, perhaps. He had not been present for Dino's information revelation, but now he wished that he had been present for it.

"Hey Mike. Does the name Dino ring a bell? Did he ever say what a blue blood was? You think it's like some kind of species of vampire?" asked Liam

((Riley rolled 4 dice to "Int + Occult" 6,9,2,1 (1 successes)))

(Mike can't roll -1 die)

For Mike:

Spoiler:

In the back seat, Chrissy lowers her cell phone. She stares at it for several minutes, frowning. She wears a conflicted expression on her face. She looks up at Liam and hesitates.
After a moment, she questions.
"Are we near a hotel, Mike? I think we should bed down for the night..."

[18:57:54] Seryna : Heeding Chrissy's advice, the group arrives at a slightly more upscale Ritz, at Chrissy's insistance. "We have the resources." Chrissy insists. "Let the devils pay for our recourpoation, for once." Chrissy reserves two rooms with double beds, apparently not that willing to part with too much money. Up in the room, Chrissy sinks into a straight backed chair and sighs. Her color is returning, but she appears conflicted, Her eyes dart to Liam and Mike, although she does not speak immediately.

[18:58:49] Seryna : Meanwhile at his computer screen, Chris recieves a message from 'Alice'. 'Hey 13, heard you looking for news on a doctor. I might have the prescription if you can check out a friend in your area for me.'


Chris types back. "Ok."

After a minute, Alice replies. "Doubletree Hotel. Friend of mine is heading to detroit and he's pretty green. Make sure he arrived all right and I'll hit you back."
"Ok" Chris responds and then he gets his trench coat and hat. He also straps on his collapsible baton though, it was times like this when he wished he had a gun on him. Oh well, he thinks, and then steps out into the world of darkness...

[19:05:17] cobrawax : Liam sits on a bed and gets out his sketchpad. He turns to a fresh sheet.

Chrissy stands and pulls her chair closer to Liam before taking her seat. "What are you working on?" She wonders. The terrible village? The vampire ferry network?
"Something I saw back in that town." Liam tries to remember how the ghost of Judah looked like.

[19:08:44] cobrawax : Liam rolled 4 dice to "Memory" 10,7,5,5,6 (1 successes)

[19:09:22] cobrawax : He closes his eyes and tries to picture Judah for a moment before beginning his sketch.

Chrissy shivers, drawing the pink sweater down over her wrists, obscuring her hands. She sits in silence for a moment, content to watch.

[19:10:03] cobrawax : Liam rolled 5 dice to "Sketching" 2,7,7,1,4 (0 successes)

[19:11:08] cobrawax : He doesn't seem to get anywhere. "Haven't drawn in a while. Must be getting out of practice." He continues to draw.

[19:11:41] cobrawax : Liam rolled 5 dice to "Sketching" 1,4,6,9,8 (2 successes)

"Almost done." He manages to finally get a decent outline and then proceeds to put the finishing touches on the drawing.

"You do this well, don't you..." Chrissy wonders, more to herself. "Are you... chronicling the missions?"

Liam rolled 5 dice to "Sketching" 9,6,3,5,3 (1 successes)

"Thanks Chrissy. I guess I feel kind of obliged to draw it. To preserve the moment." said Liam as he set the pencil down.

"You've had a lot of these.." Chrissy observes. "These moments. More encounters than just about any one here, I imagine. You and Greg solved a lot of things.

Liam nodded. "Yes we did."

Chrissy exhaled slowly. "Liam... I have some bad news." She stated slowly. "I got a phone call tonight from Salem." She halts and glances towads Liam, guaging his expression.

Liam frowns. He turns a little pale as a chill runs down his spine.

Chrissy leans forward, taking Liam's hands into her own. Her chafed hands are still criss crossed with red scabs telling the tale of rope burn that she'd suffered earlier that night. She stares down at them as though they are a lighthouse on some distant shore. "Crawford came back into town and tried to put together what every one had been doing. Brewer came to him and let him know that he was hoping Greg could help him with something, but Greg hadn't called him back. So he had someone check for his car. Apparently thats what bored rich people do, invade people's privacy." A bit of scorn enters her voice. "They found the van off in the woods. There's signs that Greg put up a good fight...but... his body was found yesterday."

---

Below, Chris enters the hotel.

The Doubletree is a nice hotel in the nicer areas around town. At this
late hour, few are checking in. Only a reasonably bleary eyed bellhop
seems to notice Chris' arrival. "Checking in, sir?" He wonders.

"No, I'm actually here to meet up with someone
that checked into the hotel tonight. A friend." He replied as he looks
around the place

"Not many people checked in tonight." The bellhop replied, turning to
look at the reception desk. Where normally an agent would stand ready,
no one is about. The bellhop frowns. "And I think Michelle just went on
her break. But I can try and help you."
"Can you just check the room numbers of the new
arrivals? Sorry I don't know the guy that well. Actually, I'm on a bit
of an errand."

"Uh yeah, sure. And you can call up the room to see if its your
friend." The bellhop seemed to give little thought of the privacy of
others as he moved behind the computer at the front desk. He hit a few
buttons. "Just two parties, tonight. A couple that came in before
dinner and a group who just checked in. They're in room twelve and
sixteen-" Suddenly he frowned and tapped the computer screen.
"Michelle?" He called over his shoulder. "Did you do something to the
computer? Why are there two cursors?" There's no answer from the back
room.


"Thanks, he replied." That was easier then he thought. Chris immediately
walks over toward the doors. 12 and 16. He starts by knocking on room
12.

Room twelve and sixteen are on floor one.
After a moment, a man's voice shouts. "Its two in the fucking morning!"

Chris purses his lips slightly and keeps moving. He tries his luck with the other room, to see if the other party was expecting company. He walks over and knocks. Chris shudders slightly, wondering if this was a set up.

[19:33:18 04/08/10] cobrawax : "Oh Christ." Liam slides his hand over his face. He looks down with a solemn expression on his face and sighs deeply.

[19:35:25 04/08/10] Seryna : "Crawford and Brewer are looking into it." Chrissy assures him, clapsing her hand on his shoulder. "You don't need to do anything but grieve. Greg and you .... you'd been through a lot." She glances up with surprise as someone knocked on the door. "Just a second." She gives a tense look towards the door as she moves to her bag. She withdraws a pink tipped Mace canister and approaches the door. "Who is it?"

[19:36:18 04/08/10] Seratone : "A friend of Alice, sent to check up on a new arrival."

[19:37:07 04/08/10] cobrawax : Liam's eyes widen. He gets his bag, since that was where he last left his gun.

[19:37:17 04/08/10] Seryna : Chrissy pauses, turning to give Liam a bewildered look. "Alice?" She feels about. "Alice on Union.org?"

[19:38:14 04/08/10] Seratone : "Yeah I think thats the one. Can I come in?"

[19:39:13 04/08/10] cobrawax : Liam relaxes and puts the bag down.

[19:41:00 04/08/10] Seryna : "Just a second..." Chrissy leans over and whispers to Liam. "Alice is on the Union boards. She checks out..." She reaches out and unlocks the door, pulling the door open. "Please, come in." She stepped back. The pretty blonde sports a nasty purple bruise on the side of ehr face. She wears a V - neck sweater where white bandages peek through along her collarbone.

[19:45:49 04/08/10] Seryna : "I'm Dr. Hollandale." She introduces, extending a ahnd. She pauses suddenly, leaning forward. She stares at Chris for a moment, trying to place where she'd seen him before.

[19:46:06 04/08/10] Seratone : Chris blinks. He wasn't expecting this. For a moment he thinks about bolting, but. If he bolted every time he had to walk through a door, he'd never get to the bottom of a story. The man nods his head and steps inside the hotel room, taking off his hat to reveal a receding grey hairline. "You must be Doctor Hollandale. I'm Chris."

[19:46:45 04/08/10] Seratone : "We met earlier, the parking garage."

[19:48:34 04/08/10] Seryna : "Oh, right. You were nosing around our car."
Liam got his sketchbook and began flipping through his sketches. He didn't feel like talking.
"Oh, right. You were nosing around our car."

Liam got his sketchbook and began flipping through his sketches. He didn't feel like talking.

"I'm a journalist. Nosing around is what I do." Chris steps a little further into the hotel room and looks around for anything interesting before looking back to Hollandale.. "So, what brings you all to Detroit? Something paranormal perhaps?"

"Paranormal? Why would you jump to that conclusion?" Chrissy wonders. She moves to close the door, but before she can the hallway erupts into noise. "Go to hell!" A woman's voice suddenly sounds, angry and harsh from next door. The exterior door to the hotel hallway slams. A young wman, angular and far too thin, storms out into the hallway. Her pale skin is blotched with anger. She holds in her hand a blinking device that looked like a recording pen. "Just because you don't have a talent for Xenocartography doesn't mean you need to try and kill mine!" "Damn it, J.J!" A man explodes, stepping out into the hall. "You have nothing but endless speculation. Get in here, you're making a scene." "Screw you." 'J.J.' bites off. " I have work to do, unlike some people." "At two A.M.? Really, you're going to hell at 2 A.M.!"

"I travel in those circles and I suspected as much for you as well. Especially when your friend referenced you online." Chris steps to the side to look at the scene unfolding out in the hall.



Liam moved the bag closer to him, while still keeping his mouth shut.

Chrissy stares at the angry couple for a minute before moving to discreetly close the door.

[20:10:09] Seryna : [20:02:50] Seryna : Chrissy stares at the angry couple for a minute before moving to discreetly close the door.

Chrs steps back and allows the door to be closed. "So what's the deal folks? You guys just here for the weather or what?"

"Well..." Chrissy glances towards Liam, unsure of how much to reveal to a stranger. "We just arrived tonight, to be honest. The trip was terrible. How exactly did you find us at the other hotel?"

"I was going to meet with a contact in person. Unfortunately the guy never showed. Then I saw you folks and as you can imagine got a little suspicious. Funny how things turn out though.



"We are suspicious?" Chrissy bristles at that. She steps away and resumes her seat.

"You're the guy in the trenchcoat who's looking inside people's cars." Liam says dryly.

"In my line of work everyone is suspicious." He paces about. "They've been trying to silence me ever since I blew the story on that cult." He shakes his head. "But look, I worked in the press a long time here. I know people in this city. So if you're trying to get somewhere around here I'm a good person to know. But you've gotta let me in on the real action. Otherwise...I'm just some nosy reporter." he manages a dry smile.




Liam raised an eyebrow. "The real action?"

[20:27:31] Seryna : Chrissy stares at Chris for a moment, frantically trying to keep up with the events that are unfolding. To be honest, she feels as though most of this is sliding by like a wet fly corpse down a window on the Innerstate. It's been a long day. Her pain medication has worn off, her bandages are burning like fire and she feels terrible that the group had barely left Salem when Greg had been killed. Had they been listening to thier favorite song when he was breathing his last? Chrissy exhales and fights to stay on top of the conversation. "The real action?" Her lips pull taunt across her teeth. There's no mirth in it. There's no joy, no relief, no happy emotion at all. Its a bare grimance, a flash of teeth as a gorilla might do. "Okay, Chris the reporter from Detroit."She replies flatly as though reading a resume. "We took a road trip from Salem because we encountered an ancient ring that may be magic, may eat our souls or may just be a pretty hulk of metal. We found this ring after we kicked a vampire to to death. We followed a road trip arranged for this vampire, hoping to figure out what this ring was supposed to do... what the vampire was doing... hell, maybe to just kill his vampire allies. Somehow we spent all day in a town from the 1900's. The real action sucks right now Chris." She finishes with a defeated air, a dull look to her eyes.


Liam sighs and sits on the bed in a slouch.

Chris's eyes widened at all of that. He doesn't really know what to say. "Wow...that's quite a story." He looks around. "Tell yah what. I can tell you all have had a long day. So here's my card. Give me a call sometime, and maybe we can work out an arrangement." He offers Chrissy a business card.

"Uh." Chrissy accepts the card with a shakeof her head. "Even my business cards don't work here. Liam, you know youre cell phone number?"

"Sure." Liam rips out a small piece of paper from his sketchpad, writes his cell number, and hands it to Chris.


Chris nods his head. "Thanks for the info. I'll hopefully see you all in the near future."

Chrissy nods wanly at Chris, tired and weary from the day's events.

He turns to head out.


"Funny, I thought we were going to be the ones interrogating him." said Liam once the man left the room.






"Honestly..." Chrissy takes the other bed, laying back on it. She stares up at the cieling. "Its... just really sucking right now. I can feel the bones in my hand shifting wrong. Greg... and who is this guy? I'm just too tired to care about a new person. Did Alice check him out? Is she just testing if he can find us? Does she hope we'll stick in town now that we know this guy? I'm too tired to work the angles right now." She closes her eyes. "That sounds really terrible."

Liam nods. "I'm pretty tired myself. Probably best if we work it out later."

"Yeah." She replies, her eyes remaining closed. "We can finally rest." She states it in a hollow sort of tone, one bone of weariness.

*Riley had gone to get ice and make a phone call back to the university, and thus missed Mike's arrival. Instead, he comes back with a bucket of ice to find Chrissy and Liam looking especially worn.* "It has been a long few days hasn't it? Get some rest and we'll get breakfast in the morning and go from there." *He turns to head back into the second room.*