Time: May 8, 2014 from 6pm to 9pm
Location: Mrs. Chickenstalkers [Aspertus SIM]
Organized By: Asil Karu
NeoVictoria Players: Asil Karu as Asil Karu, Bertrand Emerald as Professor Heironymous Timmons, Juliana Swordthain as Lady Juliana, kaelyn001 Resident as Kaelyn, Kitiarafox Resident as Kit, Lucian42 Resident as Lucian Rowe, Myomy Resident as Myomy Ohmai, Rowena23 Resident as Dame Rowena Desade, Tarquin Evermore as Samuel Bellamy, ValentineAdler as Valentine ‘Val’ Adler and Xiuhcohtl Balazic as Anya “Ginger” Greer
Asperatusians: VieraFran Resident and Destany Laval
Event Description
8 May (Thursday) Scene 8: In Asperatus. The Professor leaves his lair in search of materials to repair the robot. The lycans are able to track him by his scent and he’s secured to a chair in Mrs. Chickenstalkers, where the Auditor and the Editor appeal to the madman’s vanity. He’s persuaded to give them a key that will let them catch the robot!
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Asil Karu drops the shirt down on the counter before the two lycans; terrifying in their wereforms. “A gift from NeoLondon; from the professor’s closet in Lord Coat’s castle. I can smell the stink of him; I’ve no doubt that you both will be able to track him, now you can take his scent.” 
Lucian Rowe makes his way across the pipes and bridges. The scent comes to him and he picks up the pace following ginger. She was not as big as he, but she seemed to be very skilled at the hunt; something to be respected. 
Professor Heironymous Timmons leaps back from the brown wolf and attempts to run the other way, but runs smack into the white one. He twists his arm slightly, and the hook retracts to be replaced by… a light bulb? “Hah! Think you can intimidate me with your bulk, giant beastly things? Take this!” The self-assured grin on his face was quickly replaced with a gasp of abject horror as he realized he’d swapped out the gun with the light bulb some time ago. 
Anya “Ginger” Greer would throw her arms around his body and jerk him against her chest. A long snort of hot air pouring from her nostrils to his ears, as the lycan grunts a few times – the sound not unlike laughter. Professor Heironymous Timmons shivers in the brown wolf’s grasp as claws tapped on glass. When the white wolf grabs his face, a few muffled cries are all that escape his mouth before he passes out. 
Myomy pours tea, adds a little milk, and takes a grateful sip. Sighing softly, she looks for a chair and at last notices that Valentine is sitting nearby. “Oh dear me, Auditor, what an evening we had last evening, did we not?” 
Valentine ‘Val’ Adler sees the wolves come in with a man-sized delivery, and springs up from his seat quickly to follow them behind. “Is this he …Is this Timmons?” 
Lucian Rowe looks over to Asil as he steps back, the man now secure and not a threat to many. He walks over to a canvas bag, one containing his clothing and find a corner to become the man, or at least the shell of the man he once was. 
Asil Karu sees some of the Asperatusians milling with the NeoLondoner; as long as they didn’t interfere with the integration, she wouldn’t interfere with them. Let what they see be a lesson in how seriously the Sidhe empire takes any who would threaten it. 
Lady Juliana took in their scent of rage; their hearts beating quicker in the moment. Her amber eyes fell on Ginger and she instantly would take her hand. She wasn’t sure why, but she kept the woman close. 
Professor Heironymous Timmons bobs his head from side to side, a wide grin on his face. “And you’re not getting into my head even if you knock my hat off!” He looks to the fennec with a challenging gaze. “And after all the cathedrals of the empire fall, mongrel, you’ll find out how my creation’s stole manufacturing algorithm functions!” 
Professor Heironymous Timmons: “And they’ll forget me as soon as things go back to normal!” The lightbulb on his arm retracts and is replaced with some kind of metal object resembling a key. “You see this! It’s the one thing that can counter my creation’s algorithms! This will be the proof to everyone that they were wrong to underestimate me! … Just try and figure it out! Just try! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” 
Have you seen this robot? Reward! Report to Mrs. Chickenstalker’s on Asperatus
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