Police Station VII

[Silas]

Silas gets up and leaves.

[hr]
Silas enters the station and sits at his desk. He looks over to Iames.

"Need anything, sir?"

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames shakes his head. No, thank you.

[Silas]

Silas sits at his desk and watches his hologram feed of Trog's.

"Sir...some shadow-like creature went on a 8-NPC killing spree earlier at Trog's..."

[Lord Iames Osari]

What did it look like? I mean, more specifically.

[Silas]

"Like this (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1839504#post1839504)."

Silas heads over to Iames' cell and shows him the recording.

"Also...what are we going to do about Gwen?"

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames's mouth thins. The Shadow... he is back, then. He looks up at Silas. I don't know.

[Silas]

"Can't you find where...well, where you took her?"

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames concentrates, then shakes his head. I'm sorry. I must have hidden it in my subconscious.

[Silas]

Silas goes back to his desk and slams a fist down, causing the desk to bend slightly.

"DAMNIT! If I had more power...."

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames begins to meditate.

[Silas]

Victor walks in, having gotten bored with the Tavern.

"You want more power, is that right?"

Silas looks up and growls.

"You're lucky your previous crimes can't be held against you here..."

[Silas]

Victor holds his right arm out. His hand splits into four pieces, which all slide back into his arm to reveal the gun barrel where his wrist just was. He charges the energy cannon and fires at Silas. Silas' hands melt to form two energy cannon's and he dives to the side. Victor's shot hits Iames' desk, likely blowing it up. Silas fires both his energy cannon's, and both attacks hit Victor. When the smoke clears, Victor is gone.

[Lord Iames Osari]

((Iames's desk is in his office, which is its own room))

[Silas]

((Fine, then it's someone else's desk.))

[McBish]

((How about the mutt's?))

[Silas]

((Sure, why not))

[Silas]

((Wonders if Iames will ever post here...))

[Kyrian]

((If Iames won't post IC here for Silas...can I just blow the place up then?))

[Lord Iames Osari]

((Oh, you were waiting for me? My time's not up yet... Did someone say something to me? :smallconfused:))

((Ohhhh, right, my reaction to the attack.))

Iames continues meditating.

[Silas]

Silas makes a mental note to kick Iames in the groin.

[Lord Magtok]

SASO shows up, and sits at his desk, looking over the list of inactive officers.

Hmmm...is Iames hiding something? Something that'd make this many people want to retire? Seems suspicious...

((Seriously, that list is huge. Guess people just were overeager at first, and then later realized the IC work involved. Lazy bums, all of 'em))

[Deus Mortus]

Yorg starts to slowly wake up and begins rumbling about breakfast, soon enough the pixies show up and give him milk and chocolate, about the same time this happpens Tinderhall teleports in.

((I took it that it was ok to rp the pixies, if not I will rewrite this post))

[Lord Magtok]

((I'm sure Iames won't kill you over that. He might smack you a little, but I'm sure he won't kill you.))

[Deus Mortus]

((So it's bad or not?))

[AmberVael]

((Its fine to use the NPCs))

[Lord Magtok]

((Yeah. I was just messin' with ya. Iames probably isn't even online.))

[Deus Mortus]

((Ah ok, I wasn't to sure about it seeing how I didn't see anyone giving permission in this thread))

[Lord Iames Osari]

((I am online, actually. And NPCs are, as Vael said, free for all to use))

[Lord Magtok]

((I knew you'd come here. Just knew it.))

SASO continues reading the inactive officer list.
Maybe Iames just isn't popular?

[Deus Mortus]

((Just checking, don't wanna get anyone pissed at me ;) ))

So your ugly mongrel, I see your waking up with all the luxury in the world, I should've told that police officer to try to kill you, atleast then I would have some fun...

Yorgsh veshy happy to shee shtinshah ash well

Could you at the very least swallow your food before opening your mouth?

[Lord Magtok]

To Tinderhall:Need any help?

[Deus Mortus]

Only if your in the mood to kill this blubbering excuse for an orc, on the other hand, if you have book of law here I can buy, that would help too.

[Lord Magtok]

There's a list of laws and their consequences over here.
He points at a list.
The laws here are ridiculously lenient in my opinion, but its probably due to the fact that time means nothing here.

[Deus Mortus]

Ah good, I like it when laws are lenient, it usually ends up in my favor

[Lord Magtok]

SASO narrows his eyes and looks at Tinderhall with suspicion:If thats supposed to mean you'll be causing trouble, let me remind you the chief is a god. One you don't wanna mess with.

[Deus Mortus]

That mostly depends how lenient you are, plus I already got a few dozen of gods constantly trying to smite me, so and extra one won't hurt, Tinderhall gives Omega a smile one would expect from a small boy who has caused some minor mischief.

[Lord Magtok]

The agent goes back to looking over the list of inactive officers.
Maybe these people all left due to some corrupt person who mucked up the cop rep utation in this Town. There might be another Hawk somewhere...

Good for you. That seems to be common enough here, though...everyone always hiding from something.

[Deus Mortus]

I never said I was hiding, currently there are three gods smiting me right now, simpletons can't even get past the simpletons of shields...

Yorg no like Gods, Gods always give Yorg looks

[Lord Magtok]

Whatever.

Sure are a lot of braggarts in this Town.
Maybe that has something to do with the number of inactive officers...

[Deus Mortus]

Ugh, what does man have toi do around here to get some good fear instilled into some of you cre- hmmm tasty

[Lord Magtok]

What the heck did he just say?

SASO raises an eyebrow.

I'm sorry, but did you just call me... tasty?

[Deus Mortus]

What, oh that, nothing, was something else, anyway if the green moron here tries to escape, I suggest you stay out of the way, things in his path tend to unravel and unravelling is usually a bad thing for living creatures...

[Lord Magtok]

SASO eyes the "green moron" Funny, he doesn't look like much...but he did eat Iames's ectogoo thing...

Thanks for the warning. Need anything before you go?

[Deus Mortus]

Not really, I was hoping Yorg here was either killed or killed you guys, either way som entertainment, so if you don't mind I'll be going now, plotting, scheeming, that kind of stuff, well ok not really, I'm gonna go grab a drink, but that sounds a lot less intimidating, you wanna come?

Yorg wants to come, Yorg like drinking, drinking and fighting fun!

Do I need to remember you of the last time you drank you oversized pea?

Yorg remember, Yorg not go drinking, Yorg starts to blush.

[Lord Magtok]

I really need a drink...but I've been spending too much gold recently on...things I don't discuss with strangers. I'll need to ask Iames for a raise if this...thing... doesn't stop.

[Deus Mortus]

Drinks are on me...

[Lord Magtok]

Fine. Don't get freaked out if I seem to be talking to myself. This evil bastard named Magtok messes with me every time I enter the tavern.

SASO leaves his desk, and heads for the door.

[Deus Mortus]

Tinderhall ports to the Cemetary

[Silas]

Silas wakes up, and goes over to Cell 1.

"Iames?"

[Deus Mortus]

Funny man be quiet, if funny man stops quiet can you ask funny man if he will feed Yorg more yummy green? Yorg looks with big expecting eyes at Silas and a bit of drool slivers from a corner of his mouth.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames is still meditating, but the sound of his name seems to rouse him.

Hm? My time isn't up yet, is it?

[Silas]

"Iames...ah, well, you've got til 9:38 board time, so I guess I'll just talk to you later then."

Silas leaves the station.

[Deus Mortus]

Will funny man feed Yorg more green yummy stuff?

[Lord Iames Osari]

I will when I get out.

[Lord Magtok]

The ghost of Magtok glides into the station.
Hello, police cheif, Iames. You seem to be in quite a predicament. Looks like I could go have some fun in the slums...hehehe...

[Deus Mortus]

But Yorg want stuff now, Yorg go break walls for funny person so he and funny person can have fun!

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames shakes his head. I'd rather you stayed put, He says as a fairy lets him out. He goes over to Yorg's cell and creates some ectoplasm.

[Psicrystal]

Rocky levitates off the desk he was resting on and goes through the portal to Iames's Realm.

[Deus Mortus]

Yorg starts to slobber up the plasma and in between bites he's able to say, Why? It much more fun outside funny room!

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames pauses, thinking about how to explain it. You know how you like to have fun?

[Deus Mortus]

Yes Yorg like fun, Yorg like breaking things and eating! Sometimes Yorg even breaks things and then eats them, Yorg likes that very much!

[Lord Iames Osari]

Well, there are other people around, and they all like to have fun too. But you killed 5 people yesterday, which means they can't have fun anymore. Doing that is bad, so you have to stay in there for another day.

[Deus Mortus]

Yorg don't mind other people not having, Yorg justs wants to have fun! Other people always serious if other people simply fight back and stop sleeping when Yorg hits them we would all have fun!

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames sighs. Yorg, when you hit those people in the Tavern, they didn't go to sleep. They were dead. Do you understand the concept of death?

[Lord Magtok]

The officer ignored me...perhaps he is unable to see or hear my ghostly self?

Chief Iames, this is Lord Magtok, demanding that you pay attention.

[Deus Mortus]

Yorg not know death, is he nice?

[Lord Iames Osari]

((Actually, it was because you appeared to be offline))

Iames glances at the ghost. Just a moment, I'm trying to explain death to this orc.

Yorg, death isn't a person. It's... okay, here, do you like to eat meat?

[Deus Mortus]

Yorg like meat yes, meat is yummy!

[Flabbicus]

Yorg not know death, is he nice?

(If ever there was a time for Death; your friend the Reaper to post, now would be it :tongue:)

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames nods. Do you know where meat comes from?

[Deus Mortus]

Yes comes from shop and comes from Yorg's belly!

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames shakes his head. No. Meat comes from dead animals. Animals just like this rabbit, a rabbit appears in Iames's arms. Or this cow, or this chicken, or this turkey, or this deer, or this pig. The animals appear as Iames names them, and the station is soon rather crowded.

[Deus Mortus]

No funny man is not very smart, it comes from Yorg's belly, see? While saying this he rips out a piece flesh from his abdomen which is instantly regenerated, See funny man?

[Lord Iames Osari]

Very well, it can also come from Yorg's belly, Iames allows with a look of distaste on his face. But it usually comes from animals like these. I'll show you how most meat is made. He shifts the position of the rabbit till he has a good grip on it. The first step is to kill whatever animal you want to eat, he tells Yorg, proceeding to wring the rabbit's neck.

[Lord Magtok]

Magtok comes out of yet another ghostly coma.
Why not just execute the fool, and be rid of this waste of time?
Surely the chief of police isn't in charge of public education as well...
Watching rabbits die is always entertaining for me...I think I'll hang around a while.

The second sentence is clearly meant to mock Iames.

[Kyrian]

There is a roar as a silver blur flies past the station.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames ignores Magtok and waits for Yorg's reaction. He sends an avatar out to check what the noise was.

[Deus Mortus]

Yay, funny man break rabbit! Yorg is hopping around like small child who has just been shown a huge bag of candy.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames's eyes narrow. This orc is even worse than the ones I commanded back home on Tyrath... It's some kind of psychopathic sicko. Iames's eyes flash, and the various animals disappear. Krysta, make note of the following promotions. Aerin Hitomi to Detective, Al the Mutt to Sergeant, and SASO to Senior Officer. I am hereby resigning from the Captaincy, and appointing Sergeant Verdandi to that office. She is going on holdiay, so Aerin will be acting-Captain until she gets back.

Krysta frantically scribbles all this down. Iames, now a private citizen, turns back to Yorg. You sicken me. Whatever your power, your mental faculties are clearly little better than those of a dog, and a dog that kills is put down.

[Silas]

Silas re-enters the station.

((Nothing for me? Damn...see how well my work around here is...))

[Deus Mortus]

Yorg obviously doesn't comprehend, he turns his back to Iames and says before curling up and going back to sleep, Funny man not funny anymore, Yorg waits till funny man gets back.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames opens the cell door and enters. I am sick and tired of you and your ilk running around, killing whoever you feel like, and not being called to account for it. I thought that as the chief of police I could do something, but as it turns out my hands were tied without my realizing it. Well, now I've slipped loose of my bonds, orc, and mark my words. Once you leave this cell, your life is forfeit.

[Silas]

((So is there a reason I'm the only officer getting nothing?))

Silas looks at Iames and raises his melting hand.

"Back off."

[Lord Iames Osari]

((You're really, really new, basically. And you know, I probably shoudln't promote Hawk to a leadership position purely out of spite.))

Iames turns to look at Silas, his eyes yellow and a smirk playing about his lips. Right you are, officer. Iames steps out of the cell and disappears.

[Silas]

((Yea...I joined before Hawk.))

Silas leaves the station.

[McBish]

((Hey the mutt made seargent. Yeah pay increase. Also no more Iames as an officer? Oh well.))

[Rebonack]

Regiji enters the station with Al, whom he pulls up to his desk. After waiting around for a few minutes he extracts an oblong device from his pack and presses it against the canine's neck.

*ssssst*

"Let's hope the techs back home got that antidote right..." Regiji mutters. He then vanishes from the station.

[Lord Magtok]

((With Iames gone, now I have to rewrite an entire plot in my head:smallfrown: ))

The god has resigned? Excellent. Things will go much more smoothly now...

[McBish]

The mutt wakes up and looks around. Huh... how did... what happened to my desk?

[Rebonack]

((A wizard did it!))

[McBish]

((I think it was someone with a laser arm actually.))

The mutt blinks a couple of times and gets filled in on what happened by the faries. Damm it I knew he was a bad guy.

[Blood]

The lich sits in his cell, muttering about no one listening and unjust, assuming police officers that he deeply disapproves of. When nobody is nearby, his crimson eyes glow in their sockets angrily that he allowed himself to be defeated and caught.

[Lord Magtok]

The ghost of Magtok disspears from the station.

[Jonnadiah]

Babhdàn teleports in. OK, lots to report, no time. Jonnadiah and Aloysius have constructed a temple. Kyrian has somehow managed to get Aloysius to manifest himself and a fight is neigh seconds away from breaking out. I need backup NOW. I have Kethemar and Kyrian on my side against a crazed cleric and a Demigod, the odds seem about even. Jonnadiah's whereabouts are unknown, which worries me.

Babhdàn teleports away.

[Lord Magtok]

SASO comes in, reads the recent report, and and heads out the door.

[Deus Mortus]

Yorg slowly begins to wake up, the pixies quickly give him his milk and chocolate, which apparently keeps him busy for a while.

[Kyrian]

((Hm...Trog?))

[Lord Magtok]

((I think he means Yorg...))

[Deus Mortus]

((Sorry the original name for that char was Trog, I changed it because there already is Trog here.))

When can Yorg go? Though there is no one there, Yorg felt he should ask, funny man told him to stay, but now funny man was gone.

[Kyrian]

((SASO left))

[Deus Mortus]

((Point is normally he would break out around this time, so I'm looking for a way to keep him here ;) ))

[Jonnadiah]

((Kyrian is elsewhere as well....by elsewhere I mean with SASO, coincidentally))

[Kyrian]

((Kyrian's not on the police force, and not here))

[Deus Mortus]

((yeah fixed, yay for rp'ing mistakes :P ))

[Lord Magtok]

((I might return soon...the fight in the temple involves way too much magic for SASO's tastes. He isn't exactly an super-wizard/world destroyer/Super- Deity man, so he'll probably be leaving it to Babhadan.))

[Deus Mortus]

((yeah I read it))

Does small flying glow things have more yummy for Yorg? The pixies rush to give him some, obviously agitated.

[Lord Magtok]

SASO returns to the station, and sits at his desk.

[Deus Mortus]

Yorg jumps up and shouts, unbroken face man is here, will unbroken face man play with Yorg?

[Lord Iames Osari]

((Yorg should've been out an hour and a half ago))

[Deus Mortus]

Yorg get's tired of waiting and smashes out the cell doors, If unbroken face man not play then Yorg go! Yorg sticks out his tongue at SASO and walks out of the door, strangely not coming out on the street but in Tinderhall's realm.

[McBish]

The mutt wakes up again after falling asleep. Ow my head.

He looks over his broken desk and shakes his head. He heads outside.

[Gemini]

Gemini kicks the door in. "Where the hells Iames?"

[Silas]

Silas looks up from his desk.

"He quit. And I suggest you be careful with our doors."

[Gemini]

Gemini becomes enraged. "What the-? WHY?! He was the only one besides me who could- where on earth did he go? I need to know!"

[Silas]

"Only one that could what?"

[Gemini]

"It's nothing. Just tell me where he went!"

[Silas]

"No. Only one that could what? How would you know if someone else could do it or not if you won't even say what it is?"

[Gemini]

Gemini looks at him with a stern face. "Because you're not a god, fool." Gemini walks out.

[Silas]

"What an arogant bastard. I hope he is killed..."

Silas turns back to his desk.

[Lord Magtok]

SASO comes out of a coma, and looks around for Yorg.
Crap. That green guy escaped while I was having a coma.

[Lord Iames Osari]

((His time was up.))

Aerin comes through the portal and goes out into the main portion of the office. She notices that the plaque on her desk now reads, "Detective Aerin Hitomi". She raises her eyebrows in surprise and takes out a list of current cases.

[McBish]

The mutt comes inside he looks very tired and sort of hungover. He goes over to his ruined desk. He looks over his broken desk.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Hello, Al, Aerin says absently, browsing the file.

[McBish]

The mutt turns he seems a little groggy as he speaks, Oh hi there Detective. Congrat's on the promotion.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Thank you, Aerin puts the file down and looks at the dog. Are... are you hung over?

[McBish]

Hung over? No, I haven't been drinking. I just have a really bad headache and um... He seems to get lost in thought his eyes seem to glaze over a bit.

[Lord Iames Osari]

And? Aerin prompts.

[McBish]

Um... I woke up in here yesterday but I don't remember how I got here. I had some weird dreams. And ever since then my head hurt. Oh and my desk is broken.

[Lord Iames Osari]

What kind of dreams? Aerin casts make whole on Al's desk, repairing it.

[McBish]

Really weird ones. They are sort of hard to explain. Um... one was where I was wrapped around a pipe. And that pipe was connected to a bunch of other pipes that had people and stuff wrapped around them. Then I had a dream where I swore I was awake but there were 5 of me. One in the middle and the other 4 floating around in a circle above that one. Weird stuff like that. It is all kind of fuzzy.

((Those are real dreams I have had. Yay for high fevers.))

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin nods slowly. Those do sound odd. Have you talked to Elya or another priest about this?

[McBish]

No. Think I should?

[Lord Iames Osari]

If it seems to be hindering your ability to do your job effectively, or if it's concerning you at all, I'd recommend it. I can't help you there, unfortunately. I'm more of a smite-the-evildoer kind of priestess myself. She smiles.

[McBish]

The mutt smirks a bit. Yeah I sort of got that vibe from you. He winces a bit. Your probably right. If a cleric can get ride of this headache that would be great. I should probably go then. Thanks.

[Lord Iames Osari]

You're welcome. Aerin goes back to the file.

[McBish]

The mutt leaves, still moving slowly.

[Lord Magtok]

SASO comes out of yet another coma.
Things seem quiet for a while...too quiet.

[McBish]

The mutt comes inside and gets a pouch of gold from his back pay and heads out again.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin stands up and leaves.

[Silas]

Silas wakes up and leaves.

[Blood]

((The time for the punishment is well over, and no one really paid attention to him anyway. Which ticked him off, since he kind of had some valid excuses. Kind of.))

The lich notices that his cell seems to be unlocked. He steps out warily, then walks briskly over to a desk. He makes sure no one is looking, then casts Disguise Self, taking on his usual disguise. He looks toward one of the fairies. "The police force here is inadequate and does not listen. I request to join the force, if only to uphold the law in this town and to keep the force itself just." He writes a note asking if he can become one of the police members, and writes to look for "Dexavar, in Trog's Tavern." He puts it on a desk and leaves.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin returns to the station and goes through the portal to Iames's realm.

[Blood]

A note sits on someone's desk:


I wish to become a police officer in the Gufipolice force. You may find me in Trog's Tavern. Ask for Dexavar.

((Just making it nicer. :smallbiggrin: ))

[Lord Magtok]

SASO comes out of a coma and leaves the station.
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Much later, an entire army of androids in telekinetically tossed into cells, with half a dozen in each cell.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin comes through the portal from Iames's realm, looking preoccupied. Spotting the note the fairies had put on her desk, she blinks once to focus herself, and leaves the station.

[Nevrmore]

Hawk walks into the station. His clothes and body are dirtied - it looked as if he hadn't bathed in days. He stares at the ground, his face looking for all the world like he had lost the dearest person to him. His soul was broken./

[Silas]

Silas enters the station and takes a seat at his desk.

[Jonnadiah]

A frazzled man in robes enteres the station, carrying a package under his cloak. He pulls the package, which turns out to be a bunch of scrolls, from his robes. He sifts through them and pulls out a thin one. The man nails the scroll to the door and leaves.


Officer Babhdàn is stuck to the floor of the Temple of Jonnadiah and Aloysius, seemingly unable to move. If you want him back, please pay the lord Jonnadiah a visit in the temple to negotiate. You will not be harmed in the cathedral unless you use force first. Babhdàn shall not be harmed either.

[McBish]

The mutt sees the note and growls. Great. Iames... wait he quit. Right time to find Aerin. He sniffs the ground and heads to Trog's.

[Lord Magtok]

SASO enters the statiopn and sits at his desk, cleaning and repairing his weapons. ((Guns and energy blades need maintainence, ya know.))

He looks over at Hawk: What's got you down? I thought you'd be happy, with Iames gone and all.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin lands in front of the station and enters. Taking a seat at her desk, she begins writing a report.


At Trog's Tavern this evening, a creature calling itself Gatamu killed and ate an NPC without provocation in front of numerous witnesses, including myself.
http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=32186&page=28#825
I attempted to apprehend the creature, but to no avail. I went to the NPC Rights lobby and recommended that they take independent legal action; and I plan to consult with outside experts.

The report finished, she says, Iames.

[Lord Iames Osari]

A portal opens next to her desk.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin goes through it.

[Lord Iames Osari]

The portal closes.

[McBish]

The mutt limps under his desk and starts go to sleep.

[Jonnadiah]

Jonnadiah teleports in, attempts a quick heal on the Mutt's leg, then teleports out.

[McBish]

The mutt snaps his eyes open as his leg gets healed and shrugs.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin enters the station and leads the way into the office, where she waits.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi comes in after Aerin and sees her name and rank displayed on the desk in the office. She stares at it for a while, trying to remember when this happened.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames comes in behind her. I left the force just before you left for Valhalla, Vera, and you were the officer with the best combination of activity and seniority. So if you don't remember being made captain, that definitely explains it. You do remember being on the force?

[AmberVael]

Yes... somewhat. Verdandi tilts her head as she looks at the plaque on her desk.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin stands by the portal, watching. After a moment, she looks away, trying to find something to distract herself with so Vera doesn't feel like she's being stared at.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames looks around the office, then steps out into the main area of the station and takes a look around there. He sighs, thinking of the time and effort this building had represented.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi shakes her head and walks through the portal.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin follows her through.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames turns and follows them through.

[McBish]

The mutt wakes up and leaves the station.

[Castaras]

A drider scuttles in, searching for a police officer.

[Lord Magtok]

SASO comes out of a coma, upon the drider's arrival.

You need something?

[Castaras]

Have you heard of the evil drow who was carrying the head of a dead man?! It's awful! Someone should stop her!

He seems agitated, and annoyed, yet his eyes seem to dance with glee.

[Lord Magtok]

No. I suppose I'll have to ask the others about that. Don't worry, something will be done if your claim is truthful.

[Castaras]

The drider looks outraged.

You questioning my trustworthyness?!

He scuttles out angrily.

[Blood]

I wish to become a police officer in the Gufipolice force. You may find me in Trog's Tavern. Ask for Dexavar.

The note continues to sit on Aerin's desk.

((Bringing it back up. Sorry, it was my fault we couldn't finish it, Aerin.))

[AmberVael]

Verdandi comes out of the portal in her office and into the main part of the station. She looks around, then speaks quietly with Krysta for a while before catching sight of the note on Aerin's desk. With a shrug she goes to look at it, then goes out the door and flies off.

[Cathrindir]

Dareln, (who looks almost exactly like Daerbain) appears in the Station. He looks around with blind eyes. "Excuse me? Is there anybody here?"

[Lord Magtok]

I am. What do you need?

[Cathrindir]

Dareln looks towards where he hears the sound coming from. "Do you have any records on a man named Daerbain?"

[Lord Magtok]

Lemme check...

((Couldn't find anything on the first page. Should there be something there?))

[Cathrindir]

((Wasn't SASO present during the attack on the station by Daerbain?))
Dareln nods and waits.

[Timberwolf]

Nightstar walks in, lets the fairies know she's here and sits down on a chair to await Captain Verdandi.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi comes in the door, carrying Castaras over one shoulder. She puts her into Cell One, takes off the antimagic manacles, and locks the cell door. After she does this she goes over to Nightstar. Okay then, tell me what had brought all this about. Krysta, if you could write this down for me- Krysta nods and gets ready to write.

[Blood]

Dexavar walks inside with the drider. "Should he be kept in a cell?"

[AmberVael]

Verdandi shakes her head. Take him to the infirmary.

[McBish]

The mutt walks in behind Dexavar. He will show him where the infirmary is if he doesn't know.

[Timberwolf]

Nightstar asks the fairies for a drink and then turns to Verdandi.

"A while back, I noticed a drider come into the Tavern. I've been around a little and I've come accross Drow, Drider and their goddess before. None of them are good news. I had half an eye on the drider but no more than that because I was enjoying my drink. He leaves and returns later with the drow. They take seperate tables but I noticed the drider winking a the drow even though she was trying not to acknowledge him from the look of it."

She pauses and takes a sip of water

"Anyway, Cosmo had brought me a fine cigar earlier and whenever I smoke one, it keeps going out so I had my handbag open so I could get at my lighter. The drow evidently didn't like this for some reason, probably busted me being curious about them and came over and had a root through my handbag. Didn't find anything and stumped off without so much as a by your leave. I was having a quiet chat with her about manners and what'll happen the next time she goes looking for something with intent in my bag again when I told her that I didn't care what she and the drider were planning, it had better not hurt anyone. She took exception to being accused of working with the drider and the rest you know."

She pulls out her pistols, ejects the magazines and lays them on the table.

"These haven't been fired since I last cleaned them, have a check if you want."

[AmberVael]

I see. Verdandi frowns. Did you get all that, Krysta? Krysta nods. Well thank you for your time... what is your name? Verdandi looks to Nightstar questioningly.

[Timberwolf]

"Nightstar, no "K", no "E" on the end, I've lost track of the amount of times I've been called "Knightstare"

[AmberVael]

Verdandi smiles politely. I will make sure to get it correct. Again, thank you for your time. She starts to write up a report.

[Timberwolf]

Nightsatr reloads her pistols and walks back to Trogs.

[Blood]

Dexavar doesn't know where the infirmary is, but puts down the drider there when Al shows him.

[Cathrindir]

Dareln continues to wait for SASO's answer with a sigh.

[McBish]

The mutt goes back into the main part of the station and looks over at Vera.

[Blood]

Dexavar, whose whole body seems to fizzle slightly, mutters and waves his arm, and stops fizzling. He walks up to Verdandi. "Now that the fiasco is over, is there anything else I need to know?"

[AmberVael]

Verdandi's report:

At 13:22 GMT-5, January 22nd, there was an assault by a half-drow against a drider. The half-drow threw a lightning bolt at the drider, and was then Held by Dexavar to prevent further attacks and/or fleeing from arrest. The half-drow was taken in without further trouble, and the drider was unfortunately and accidently rendered unconcious when asked to come to the station, and was taken to the infirmary. A human woman named Nightstar who seemed to be involved with the incident gave the following explanation for the assault: Explanation. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1866609&postcount=1185)
The assault. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=32186&page=37)
Verdandi looks over at Dexavar. I do not believe so, at the moment. Are there any questions you have about the force?

[McBish]

Hey boss did you see the note on the door by any chance.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi shakes her head. No I did not. She goes and gets the note, and briefly reads over it, frowning.

[Blood]

Dexavar looks down at the report, then responds to Verdandi. "I have no questions. I believe I will become accustomed to the laws and such, as long as I am not missing out on something important." He gives his unique small smile. "Is there anything you need me for, Captain?"

[McBish]

Yeah I went to the temple apparently he, the officer is stuck in a portal of some sort.

[AmberVael]

I will have to check on that then. Verdandi looks at Dexavar. So are you going to join the force, or will you take some time to decide?

[Blood]

"I have decided to join the force, yes."

[AmberVael]

Verdandi nods. Krysta, wand him. Krysta uses the wand of alignment detection on Dexavar.

[McBish]

Cool another officer good. We need all the help we can get. He turns to Vera. Anyways there has been a surge of demons in the town. I have been tracking their movements. Just thought you should know.

[Lord Magtok]

Dareln continues to wait for SASO's answer with a sigh.

((Sorry, was off in the SMBG. I'll go look for that thing.))

[Blood]

"Ah, about that-" he is wanded, but the reading shows up like it does with Belkar and his lead sheet. "I am afraid my alignment is impossible to detect, and quite frankly, it's unimportant." He shows his small smile. "However, I will not resist if you arrest me for any reason, now or in the future."

[Lord Magtok]

((I found it! http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1820769#post1820769))

Daerbain...soounds familiar...did he ever toss gems at people?

[AmberVael]

Verdandi frowns at him. Would you swear to truthfully tell your alignment to me? She nods to Al. Continue to keep track of them.

[McBish]

Oh I will trust me. The mutt seems to not like demons very much.

[Nevrmore]

((Iames quit? Damn, this is what happens when I'm not allowed on the computer!))

Hawk sits at a desk, laying his head in his hands.

[Cathrindir]

((Dareln looks almost exactly like Daerbain, for the record.))
"Gems..." Dareln snaps his fingers. "I remember seeing him do that once..."

[Lord Magtok]

I may have met him before. A guy came in here a while ago, and chucked one at me. It exploded later.

[Blood]

Dexavar nods. "I am Lawful Neutral."

((Lawful Evil, for the record.))

[Lord Magtok]

A singing cow enters the station, and tries to cheer up Hawk with a song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QW4vvG4ksJE

[AmberVael]

Verdandi gives him a piercing look, then nods. Very well. She stands in front of him and looks at him sternly.
Do you swear to uphold the law in this town?

Do you promise to obey the rules of the police as noted on page 1 of the police station thread?

Do you swear to the best of your ability to track and record crimes as well as apprehend and arrest criminals?

[Cathrindir]

"Is there a warrant for his arrest?" Dareln's eyes narrow.

[McBish]

The mutt heads out into the streets.

[Nevrmore]

Hawk looks at the cow with a pitiful look in his eyes.

[Blood]

Do you swear to uphold the law in this town?
"Yes, I do."


Do you promise to obey the rules of the police as noted on page 1 of the police station thread?
"Yes, I do."


Do you swear to the best of your ability to track and record crimes as well as apprehend and arrest criminals?
"Yes, I do."

[Lord Magtok]

Yeah, there is. Lemme show it to you...

SASO hands over the following report to Dareln:


A man entered the station and asked about the wanted status of Daerbain. Upon learning that he was not wanted, the man screamed and died, and Daerbain took form from smoke that poured out of the man's body.
He refused to come quietly, and so Officers Verdandi and Aerin attempted to take him in by force. Officer SASO entered as the fight started and gave support. During the fight, Daerbain displayed an aptitude for magic that had not been seen previously.
Officer Aerin was rendered unconcious in the course of her duties, and both of the other involved officers were assaulted. The charges therefore stand at three charges of assault, one of murder, and another of resisting arrest.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi nods and gets a badge, then looks down at it, frowning.

[Blood]

Dexavar looks inquiringly at Verdandi. "What is it?"

[AmberVael]

Verdandi shakes her head. That name... its just almost mocking the seriousness of the nature of the police. It need to be changed. She holds out the badge to him. If I find out that you have lied about your alignment, you will immediately be ejected from the force. Is this understood?

[Cathrindir]

Dareln takes the report and smiles a little sadly, pointing to his eyes. "I'm sorry, but..."

[Lord Magtok]

To Verdandi: You're right about that Verdandi...but won't the Mayor and everyone else whine about tradition?

To Dareln: What? Whats the problem?

[Blood]

Dexavar takes the badge, still displaying a small smile. "Understood, Captain Verdandi." He slips the badge into his pocket.

"I have one thing to say, however. This is not my true form. I have temporarily disabled the True Seeing sensors in this station, and I will have to disable them every time I come in here. You must understand that if I was walking around in my true form in the police station, I would be attacked." He stares her in the eye, intense blue eyes nearly glowing again.

[Castaras]

Castaras slowly wakes up. She looks up, and sees the bars in front of her. She shudders.

Gods I hate Ferdir...He's even worse than he was when he was drow.

Ferdir wakes up, his head hurting. He grins a cold, cruel smile.

Good...soon I will be free of this curse...

[Nevrmore]

Hawk looks at Dexaver dubiously. Even in the rut he is stuck in now, this...thing's word is dripping with falsehood.

[AmberVael]

((Oh... might I mention that Verdandi always has a supernatural trueseeing effect on? Its a valkyrie thing.))
Verdandi frowns. I am afraid you cannot be allowed to do that.
((The trueseeing in the station is on amulets, anyways. They are not always being used.))

[Cathrindir]

"I'm blind. Can't see a thing." He taps the floor with his cane.

[Castaras]

Castaras carefully runs her fingers along the bars, searching for any faults. Finding none, she puts her head in her hands.

Ferdir comes out of the infirmiry, limping slightly.

Thanks.

[Blood]

((Unless she has powers beyond normal True Seeing, all she sees is a hazier version of his disguise, as long as he shields it from her (free action).))

Dexavar continues to look her in the eye. "Then I will have to stay away from here as much as possible."

[Lord Magtok]

Oh! Sorry. I should've noticed that. I'll just read the report for you.

And he does.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi frowns. I deserve to know the truth about who I am deputizing. You should really not worry about prejudices; when I joined the force my captain was a devil, and was quite well liked.

[Castaras]

The drider grins, then starts to walk out of the station.

[Cathrindir]

Dareln laughs. "It's alright." He listens to SASO's reading of the report and then sighs, looking at his hand. "How much blood is on these hands..."

[Castaras]

The drider walks into the streets, chuckling.

[Blood]

Dexavar's smile seems to disappear, but he shows no other emotion. He sends a message to Verdandi using his Helm of Telepathy to avoid eavesdroppers. "I am a Dark Elf. A drow. Many would not think that I am not Evil, and would simply attack me. That is all you need to know."

He still shields himself from her, even after saying this. He watches the drider leave.

[Nevrmore]

Hawk sighs, "Why don't you just leave and save us all this crap?" He says toward Dexaver, aggravation tinging his voice.

[Blood]

"Actually," he smirks, "If I am a halfway adequate officer, I should be saving you from 'all this crap'."

[AmberVael]

Verdandi sighs, trying to think of all of this. I will tell you honestly, the way you are acting does not make me feel better about any of this. She shakes her head. Could I could get you to repeat your statement of alignment under a truth spell?

[Blood]

Dexavar nods to Verdandi, his small smile returning to his face. "I understand your dilemma, Captain. Cast the spell and end this confusion."

[AmberVael]

Verdandi casts Zone of Truth.
((Note that a caster knows if their spell has failed.))
Is your alignment Lawful Neutral?

[Castaras]

It's just a cage...just a cell for law people...they aren't going to it to me...they aren't drow...no...it's going to be fine...It's going to be fine...I'm ok...

[Blood]

"Yes, my alignment is Lawful Neutral."

((Undead are immune to Mind-affecting spells.))

[AmberVael]

((Then Verdandi knows her spell has failed.))
Verdandi frowns. If you had been affected by my spell, that would have meant something. Lower your defenses or hand over your badge.

[Blood]

((Her spell did not fail. The Zone of Truth still exists. However, it does not affect Dexavar.))

[Nevrmore]

Hawk stands up, looking at Verdandi and Dexaver.

[AmberVael]

((Exactly. She knows if her spell has affected someone or not.))

[Blood]

((Ah. That's different.))

Dexavar looks mildly surprised. "On the contrary, I'm not putting up any defenses."

((Undead simply aren't affected by mind-affecting effects, just because they don't really have a brain (not to say that Dexavar is unintelligent). It's not because they are defending against something.))

[AmberVael]

((Hey, Verdandi does not know WHY it did not affect him. I do, she does not.))
Verdandi sighs. I do not believe I can give you the badge in good conscience then.

[Blood]

Dexavar pulls the badge out of his pocket and holds it out for her to reach. "You have two choices, Captain Verdandi. Take the badge from me, and cheat yourself of a worthy officer simply because you weren't sure, or let me become an officer and help uphold the law of this town." Telepathically, he adds, "And you are making the wrong choice."

((She can respond through the Helm of Telepathy, by the way. Pretty nifty item.))