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tampered2009-10-10 02:08 am
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Log [In Progress]
When; Oct 4th, around 6pm
Rating; PG-13, to be safe.
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der_freischuetz and favoritetraitor
Summary; Both want information, but neither wants to say too much. Which secrets will be revealed this evening in this little private meeting at the Lab? It's all a dance, hinting at hidden darks.
Log;
At the right time Rip van Winkle was on her way to the Lab. She wasn't completely sure what to expect, so of course her musket was accompanying her. Currently it rested against her shoulder and was held by one gloved hand only - the weigth didn't bother her.
As usual, she couldn't keep quiet - this time, though, there were other things on her mind and she only hummed the melody.
The nature of ARTEMIS was something interesting, but even a lot more so was Mister Goldsmith himself. Though while she had a few ideas about the first, Rip was confused by the latter. There were moments in which he revealed himself a friend to an open bloodlusty vampiress and colleague to him and others in which he seemed just a polite gentleman. Hopefully, this meeting would provide more clues to make sense of it all.
So she arrived at the Lab.
Rating; PG-13, to be safe.
Characters;
der_freischuetz and favoritetraitorSummary; Both want information, but neither wants to say too much. Which secrets will be revealed this evening in this little private meeting at the Lab? It's all a dance, hinting at hidden darks.
Log;
At the right time Rip van Winkle was on her way to the Lab. She wasn't completely sure what to expect, so of course her musket was accompanying her. Currently it rested against her shoulder and was held by one gloved hand only - the weigth didn't bother her.
As usual, she couldn't keep quiet - this time, though, there were other things on her mind and she only hummed the melody.
The nature of ARTEMIS was something interesting, but even a lot more so was Mister Goldsmith himself. Though while she had a few ideas about the first, Rip was confused by the latter. There were moments in which he revealed himself a friend to an open bloodlusty vampiress and colleague to him and others in which he seemed just a polite gentleman. Hopefully, this meeting would provide more clues to make sense of it all.
So she arrived at the Lab.