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Who: Ryan Dallion or Ryan the Lion
Where: Curious Goods; Chicago, IL
When: January 27th 2009
What: Ryan reflects on the incident the day before…and finds a new mystery to solve.
Rating: PG-13 for now. Could go to R
Notes: Ryan’s card is uh…oh, The Tower. Fires springing up will be linked to the card. Only he doesn’t know it yet.
It was a typical Tuesday in the Curious Goods shop.
Miki was in the vault trying to make some more room for another returned object. If they didn’t find some extra space soon, they were going to need a bigger boat.
Ryan was doing some cleaning of his own. They had accumulated a large amount of newspapers over the last couple months and he was trying to organize them.
He had a long talk with Miki about what had happened the day before. Alli had stopped by with some guy. He seemed to know about the paranormal. Ryan had to tell the man a little bit about what he did, because it seemed he knew about a cursed object that was out there.
Ryan explained to Miki that the guy mentioned a tarot card and there was a tarot card deck out there somewhere. It seemed that many of their problems may have gotten more complicated with this fact that the cards are split up. Each card could carry one of a thousand curses and that makes tracking them down that much harder.
But they were going to try and do it.
After making a couple piles, Ryan found himself looking back at past articles. Having one last look before sending the papers to the recycling center. It wasn’t until later when he noticed something.
“Huh…lot of fires in the last few months.”
Ryan went through every single article that mentioned a fire. That netted a large amount of articles, but three of them really caught his eye.
Every single one, the fire inspector said the same thing. That the fire started from mysterious circumstances…that it seemed to have no official point of origin. One even seemingly had lightning strike the side of the building.
“Miki…I think I found something…,” he said as he headed to the basement.
Across town…
A man sits in his office chair looking out at the city. He puffs a cigar as he talks to another man.
“They’re not willing to sell Jameson. I know you have your eye on the property. But you’d still have to have that church to leave along with the other three properties to be able to get that neighbor hood.”
He turns around in his chair slowly.
“I’ve already made deals. I plan to own that neighborhood before March. A few buildings not wanting to clear out won’t stop me,” Jameson said.
“Jameson, our bank is fully happy to back you up in this endeavour, but its going to cost you a lot more than you seem to think. Yes, there have been some fires in the area, but that hasn’t devalued the land all that much.”
He reached into his desk and pulled out a tarot card.
A tower has just been hit by lightning and is aflame. The top of the tower is crumbling and falling to the ground beneath. Two figures are falling from the top of the tower.
“Oh, I’m well aware,” he replied spinning the card around with his fingers. “And I will get everything I want for the cost I want it. Believe that. Now, if you’ll excuse me. I have another meeting to get to. Tell your boss the next time he wants to pussyfoot around money issues, come to me himself.”
Jameson left the lackey in his office and headed out, with his card in hand. Outside the alley near his office a homeless man held out his cup.
“You got change,” He asked.
Jameson smiled and put his arm around the homeless man and led him back into the alley.
“So, you’ll give me 200 dollars and all I have to do is one favor for you,” he asked.
“Small price to pay wouldn’t you say?”
“What do I have to do?”
Jameson pulled out his knife and stabbed the guy in the heart. He fell to the ground blood starting to slowly ooze out. Jameson used the blood on his knife and put it on the card. The card absorbed the blood and glowed a faint red. Putting the card back into his jacket, he took the homeless man and threw him in the nearby dumpster, covering it up so no one would see it.
Where: Curious Goods; Chicago, IL
When: January 27th 2009
What: Ryan reflects on the incident the day before…and finds a new mystery to solve.
Rating: PG-13 for now. Could go to R
Notes: Ryan’s card is uh…oh, The Tower. Fires springing up will be linked to the card. Only he doesn’t know it yet.
It was a typical Tuesday in the Curious Goods shop.
Miki was in the vault trying to make some more room for another returned object. If they didn’t find some extra space soon, they were going to need a bigger boat.
Ryan was doing some cleaning of his own. They had accumulated a large amount of newspapers over the last couple months and he was trying to organize them.
He had a long talk with Miki about what had happened the day before. Alli had stopped by with some guy. He seemed to know about the paranormal. Ryan had to tell the man a little bit about what he did, because it seemed he knew about a cursed object that was out there.
Ryan explained to Miki that the guy mentioned a tarot card and there was a tarot card deck out there somewhere. It seemed that many of their problems may have gotten more complicated with this fact that the cards are split up. Each card could carry one of a thousand curses and that makes tracking them down that much harder.
But they were going to try and do it.
After making a couple piles, Ryan found himself looking back at past articles. Having one last look before sending the papers to the recycling center. It wasn’t until later when he noticed something.
“Huh…lot of fires in the last few months.”
Ryan went through every single article that mentioned a fire. That netted a large amount of articles, but three of them really caught his eye.
Every single one, the fire inspector said the same thing. That the fire started from mysterious circumstances…that it seemed to have no official point of origin. One even seemingly had lightning strike the side of the building.
“Miki…I think I found something…,” he said as he headed to the basement.
Across town…
A man sits in his office chair looking out at the city. He puffs a cigar as he talks to another man.
“They’re not willing to sell Jameson. I know you have your eye on the property. But you’d still have to have that church to leave along with the other three properties to be able to get that neighbor hood.”
He turns around in his chair slowly.
“I’ve already made deals. I plan to own that neighborhood before March. A few buildings not wanting to clear out won’t stop me,” Jameson said.
“Jameson, our bank is fully happy to back you up in this endeavour, but its going to cost you a lot more than you seem to think. Yes, there have been some fires in the area, but that hasn’t devalued the land all that much.”
He reached into his desk and pulled out a tarot card.
A tower has just been hit by lightning and is aflame. The top of the tower is crumbling and falling to the ground beneath. Two figures are falling from the top of the tower.
“Oh, I’m well aware,” he replied spinning the card around with his fingers. “And I will get everything I want for the cost I want it. Believe that. Now, if you’ll excuse me. I have another meeting to get to. Tell your boss the next time he wants to pussyfoot around money issues, come to me himself.”
Jameson left the lackey in his office and headed out, with his card in hand. Outside the alley near his office a homeless man held out his cup.
“You got change,” He asked.
Jameson smiled and put his arm around the homeless man and led him back into the alley.
“So, you’ll give me 200 dollars and all I have to do is one favor for you,” he asked.
“Small price to pay wouldn’t you say?”
“What do I have to do?”
Jameson pulled out his knife and stabbed the guy in the heart. He fell to the ground blood starting to slowly ooze out. Jameson used the blood on his knife and put it on the card. The card absorbed the blood and glowed a faint red. Putting the card back into his jacket, he took the homeless man and threw him in the nearby dumpster, covering it up so no one would see it.