Dane Whitman (noirknight) wrote in marvel_united, @ 2009-04-22 19:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | black knight, clea, psylocke, wisdom |
Who: MI:13 [Dane, Pete, Betsy]
NPCs: Clea, Sir Percy of Scandia (well his mortal remains)
When: April 21st, 2009 @ 6:00 AM
Where: Castle Garret
What: Body moving -- MI:13 with a little help from Clea is set to move Sir Percy's skeleton from the castle to the crypt.
Rating: PG -13 - Cause: Wisdom has a potty mouth
Notes: This is open to any member of MI13, but also totally optional for team members to be there.
Dane wasn't sure where Pete had found this Clea person -- she seemed awfully alert for 6:00 AM in the morning. And not just alert, she seemed rather imposing, had said about three words so far, and well, she was kind of creeping Dane out. She had asked to see the skeleton, and when Dane had started to explain that it was down in the basement -- and she had cut him off with a "Show us." Which Dane had intended to do anyway.
Deciding that now was not the time to try and engage in small talk, he lead the assembled motley crew down the hall, carrying a flashlight with him as he went. He was not feeling all that alert himself, he had a serious case of bed head, and a headache -- and his body kept pointing out it was 6:00 AM and he should be asleep. Oh well, one could not bitch and whine, when one's coworkers where here as well, and here because he needed help,
When they reached the right part of the hall they where walking down, he motioned for everyone to stop, and than pressed some of the stones on the wall. Just like in all the Hardy Boy stories he had read as a kid, part of the wall than swung open, revealing a long flight of stairs, that lead down into darkness.
Dane turned to look back at the others; "Sorry about all the stairs. No one ever around to installing an elevator." He turned the flashlight on, and shined it down the stairs, and then started down, muttering under his breath; "Once more into the breach."