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She did not tell them what she had deduced from the little conversation.
On a basic level it was just a local, corporate and greedy type being used to gain drugs. She could see them both in her minds eye. The local in his world of money, backroom deals and shady workings. His motivation was clear. The other, the outsider to get for a price. But there was small culture disparity the words rich man an odd way to state who the local was. As if the one giving him that term thought outside the others values system. Interesting, and this Reagent to gain, a human secreted drug. she would have to get a sample. The time travel and last of all the location. Thing where starting to form a picture but she needed more information. Fascinating....
The Specialist did what any Gallifreyan would, she pulled up her pants and matched in there. after all you don't get to be the greatest race in the cosmos by not having a ridiculous sense of entitlement and self righteousness. She was all set to go in there when she remembered that one of the two was here out of time. She was not here to save lives but top time crimes. She used her telepathy sending to them both.. Then to Crast she sent. ::"I am sorry to talk to you like this Mr Crast , mind to mind, but its silent, and Allisoun we had best wait, we need to know where the kill came from and what he us upto, move lives may be on the line here. Lets see if we can get him along in the guest room, where he can't jump away in time. Do you agree detective?"::
Waits with him,
"Good, then lets get up there"
"Well now, seems our killer may be a drug addict, endorphin depletion is not that kind of thing you see everyday, so then where next?"
Sorry to hear that, had it myself and it was horrid.
She stops them and holds up her arm. Her arm device projects the records for them to see.
"Looks like we have a killer, six is just to many" She then looks to see if she can get info on the six, where they a party and how did the die?
She could feel his upset, she was like most of her kind telepathic after all. Was that empathy she felt, empathy for this human? How odd, but then it struck her, Her home was so like this, locked away from all overs, only being able to look out at the rest of time and space. She did not do this often but she tried to comfort him. "I'm sorry, I know it can be uncomfortable, I too have had a simpler experience." There she had given it a go, not back to work. "I see, Well detective I now need you to detect, where would the transmatter pads be in this place. If we can find the records of who has been using them we may find out who as been doing the killing"
"Interesting, seems that VoidCorp owns and runs Sunset Alley and several other full-emersion style theme parks. And we are inside it's headquartered right here on Voth. Transmatting tourists into "out of the way" areas would be common in this era to give outsiders access to the park. Separated for emersion reasons from the "full-color" reality the tourists would be arriving to Voth in). Seems your a inhabitant born and raised in a factious world Detective. Dose anyone you know go on holiday off world, in the coloured world say?" I as become if not we could be dealing with an enslaved population, as you don't seem to be a clone or android." she says as she works at hacking the system
She is looking for visitors records, means of transit, how they get into the theampark and out again as visitors, then deaths of visitors then deaths of park population's. Also who runs this, how they control things, what this building, do they use Time manipulation. tranmat records for the last day. And anything she may find of use.
"My ship has a way of, lets say Blending in. So have no fear, as far as anyone in concerned it looks like just another door"
She walks out like is is meant to be there. Tapping her arm AI. ::"alight lets see whats on the local net?"::
Jumps off the controls and runs to the door, pocking her head out. "Well safe to say we can have a look around if we look like we belong, you to coming?" And she steps outside.
She closes the door to the TARDIS with a thought. "Yes, that about sums it up. And what I am saying is the TRANSMAT they used can be traced. Thats what I am working on now."
"You don't mind a ride do you" And she pulls a large leaver on the console, the column it's center starts to move up and down with a odd sound.
The Specialist looked at Crast, Timelords had a feeling a kind of premonition beyond any power any they could quantify. It was the knowing WHO could be a possible companion, thing is you never ever knew why. It had been like this with Allisoun. A kind of knowing that they had what it took on a deep level. And The Specialist was getting it again now. That deep feeling that here was someone who could keep up and not be cowed and intimidated by it all. Derivative Crast had just gone beyond his limited cultural knowledge and event awareness and jumped to some pretty darn close conclusions with out shock of fear, And this was what really baked the cake. He wanted more, well then lets see what he goes if he knew more. She gave him a smile. "I thought you would never ask Detective Abradel Crast, now while good officer Reilly guards the body, we can pop outside and have an ice cream." She winks as Allisoun. She walks out the room but you can hair her. "Because we have a led and need to go to some very special equipment to follow it. come along you two. O before you come in, just a word of warning, it's not as snug as it looks."
As the other catch up she says makes her way to the Ice-cream delivery Van "Who wants and Icecream?" As if knowing what she wanted the side door opens and smiling at the other two she steps inside. Inside her Type 70 TARDIS: As you enter your standing in front of the TARDIS Main controls Behind you is the Vans door in front a six sides control console with a column of light reaching down and up throw it to the ceiling. And all around comes a TARDIS SOUND was that a heart beat? But this is.... You get the feeling this space, this place has noticed you.... The Specialist goes over to her TARDIS controls and synchro the data from her scan. "So our killer may have come here by time manipulation, but they have chosen to Trans matt to the killings after that and I should be able to trace them doing so back to where their trans mat unit it." She stared pulling tapping in numbers and looking at screens.
She lets go of the others hands. "Well now they arrived here." She moves to the place where the murderer arrived and scans to see if it was TelePort or Time Port.
"How about we take a look at what happened, we may be lucky and see who is behind this. Detective, Allisoun. I am going to try something" She offers her hands if they taken them, she will try and reply time in their minds using her Telepathy and her Postcognition powers to show them what she sees. If it works its may be like two views of the world, what is there now and a winding back of time showing the resent events. Form them holding hands to she hopes the murder. "What ever you do Detective, don't let go"
Seemingly she got what she wanted form his response she steps back, "Of couse Detective"
The_Specialist watched Crast as he struggled with the information.
She took back the Brochure and slipped it into her pocket. "So only officer Reilly knows where the body is, we best find him and go see it don't you think Detective, you do have a job to do do you not, Investigate crime like the jaded and over worked Detective that you are. And I bet your commander likes to shout at you a lot and call you a maverick. While you dream of quitting one day and getting that PI license you know will give you the freedom you need to fight real crime. If only you could get over the death of you old partner, who's death you feel responsible for, am I getting warm" Again she studies him closely.
"Allisoun, did you see officer Reilly while you where up there Allisoun, he went in after you" The Specialist takes the brochure and flicks throw it. "Off world-er by the looks of it, odd they used a slug thrower at us and a laser at you. A laser would be very anachronistic here. Sooo.. our assailant wants to keep their work consistent with this place. They do not want to be detected. But when pushed is willing to bake that rule." She hands Crast the colourful brochure on Sunset Alley. "I suspect having this on world is deemed illegal under local law. How much do you know about who controls the theam-park you live in." She studies him as he responds carefully
"Ice today it seems?" She looks to see if she can spot where the body was located they where heading too. "Whats your thoughts on being attacked. Odd that a killer uses a Hypo then goes after us with a slug weapon. You got other enemies Detective? Or is this just not a safe place for police."
She steps out from behind the van and looks up at in the direction the shots where coming from. She looks down at Crast, the defence field was in force so right now and they where safer next to the TARDIS than any where on this planet. "You can get up now Detective, we are safe here."
"Have no fear officer Reilly it's mine. Now the one sending solid projectiles at us, I think in an attempt to harm is Across the street, and up a few floors. My companion has just gone to bring them down to us. She is a bit like that. Officer Reilly do you wish to assist her?" Then the The Specialist walks over her refrigerated delivery Van
As her TADIS materializes coming into being as a 1930/40's refrigerated delivery Van. She brings expands the shields around the three of them. She Stands and brushes herself off, while looks around.
"Al can you see who is shooting at us?"
Her training kicks in and she rolls for cover.
If she find some cover, she sends a signal to her TARDIS to get here NOW and shield them.
The Specialist jumps up. "If we are fast to the scene and not too much time has passed we may be able to get a glimpse of the perpetrator. Shall we?" She asks.
The Specialist popped a teabag in his cup of water, and one in hers. She took a sip and found it was lemon and honey this time. "Nice lemon and honey."
Now she paid attention, she looks around to see if anyone is close to spending far too much attention on them. "Well Detective Crast as always the powers that be ordered and we followed. They must have felt this needed to be looked into carefully. And as always when they say and we act. And you have to agree they had good cause to call us in. This is no ordinary death." She looked back at him, "So we are just here like you to find out what happened. Who did this and why" She looked at her tea again then thought better of it. "You have Mixion tea, each sip is a new flavor." She calls the waitress over. "Three classes of hot water please." She takes out from her pocket a small case in which are tea bags. "Want to try some? Al want to try another go. Hope you don't get pepper again?"
"Humm...Well let's see if the local nets have on her" She tapped her arm AI and linked to the TARDIS. ::"Full sweep of any local systems, here is a scan of the subject, report back what you find anything":: Then she cuts off the link. "So Detective Crast would you like to tell me a bit about your good self while we wait? You seem to have a keen eye."
Following Crast, The Specialist just nods her head as he talk.
Then once sat she orders herbal apple tea. "So your forensic team is looking into the neck wound being so a site of exsanguination of some kind. Well if it had been on the skull or face I would be more worried, but the kneck. Humm a spinal extraction point of some kind. intaresting" She sipped her tea, pulled a face, and put it to one side. "Let me guess not witnesses and the neighbors heard and saw nothing So what do you know about the victim?"
"Hello, Yes hello again. Detective Coast, do you have time for a coffee. There must be a place near here. And it would be nicer to ask you about what your team found than here in the Hall way"
She was reading her Arm Ais screen, "Well well well, they used a Vortex Manipulator, new tech back in the human 53rd century. And nothing as sophisticated as Gallifreyan Chrono-tech. Vortex Manipulators are cheap and nasty, and only two kinds of beings use them, criminals and Time Agents. With a murder, it seems we may be dealing with a time Criminal" She hurried back to the crime scene. When they got there she waited to be notest.
"Well that's odd, nothing on the mass peck and this color thing." She moves over to an older-looking device. "We are going to have to do this old school"
She looks into some kind of scanner. "This makes no sense.. I must have missed something, come on AL. let's see if we can have another word with that cleaver detective." She stops and heads to some kind of comms link computer system
"Best give us the right credentials on the local net, should someone ask who we are." It prints out two cards.
Then they head out to see where the detective was.
She headed back to the TARDIS. Once there The Specialist with
The Specialist placed her arm AI on a small table and downloaded the scan date, then she place the few fibers in a small glass vile and down a shoot. "Right then while the tests are being done let's have a look at the crime scene with the scan data." A hollo-projection came into being, The Specialist then used the telepathic circuitry to project what she saw of the scene. A nondescript gray form of a male came into being and moved just as she had seen. It played in a loop. "This person is who was there from the transmat."
She blinks a few times and then focuses on Allisoun. "It's all right Allisoun, just needed to push a little to see the crime scene. Detective you need to check the body for puncher marks from a hypodermic needle. If the person who transmitted here, came with the intent of killing by means of a heart attack. Then that would be the best way to do it and leave no outward signs." She then bent down and took just a few fibers from the decoration. Allisoun, we need to go back to the lab. For tests, Detective thank you we will be in touch. Allisoun come along."
She looks closely at the discoloration on the carpet. "So a suspected heart attack. Odd then that someone should have transmitted in this location at the same time someone dies don't you think Detective. And what do you make of this discoloration on the carpet?" She places her hand over it, not touching it just over it.
She seeks to Feel what happened here resentily
"AL looks around the rest of the apartment, look at for anything odd" The Specialist gives Crast a big grin. She walks into the room being very careful to touch nothing. "So lets see what we have shall we" The Specialist looks over the body and scans it with her arm AI.
The Specialist smiled at the atypical detective type. Critty look, check dogged appearance check, and the hard-bitten expression. Raymond Chandler would have been proud a real like Frank Marlo. "Well detective, it's more what we can do for you. I'm The Specialist and this is my assistant. I think you will find my credentials check out." She held up her arm AI and she hopped the TARDIS had worked its magic and crafted for her an ID that would fit.
"What, Really? is that odd Allisoun. To be honest I skipped the class on human physiognomy so the whole face thing is a mystery to me. But I will take your word for it." --Flashback-- They stood a moment. "Humm seems like most large human cities to me" Then she looks at the clothing the city dwellers had on and odd fact the was a massive range of color. "Now you mention it, Monochromaticiem, is that a word? if not it should be." She looked at her arm AI, and tapped it.
"Right that's running, now lets go." ---Cut to the crime scene.---
Back in the control room of her type 70 TARDIS, The Specialist looked at the star chart moving around them. "Well Allisoun our 1st mission, so here we go" She thought and the TARDIS responded. Type 70 TARDIS Dematerializing SOUND Type 70 TARDIS Rematerializing SOUND "Well we are here, and the TARDIS chameleon circuit is working fine, lets go have a look-see" With that, the Specialist walked over to the door and out, Allisoun following. They stepped out into a large city at night, even at night lights were on and the place seemed like most large cities, resting before another day. In the sky were three moons. But the stars were lost in the light pollution. While Allisoun looked about, the Specialist tapped her arm PDA. The TARDIS looked like a human-sized vending machine that was out of order. "I'm getting a faint trace of Artron energy from the building across the street. Come on Allisoun let's go find out where." The Specialist soon had them outside an apartment on the 3ed floor. She presses a few points on her arm AI and a small sheet came out the side. There was text on it. She folded it and slipped into her pocket. Then they entered the apartment to find a rather portly man, and another slimmer man looking at a body. "Hello, I'm The Specialist and this is AL, do you mind if I take a look?" With one hand she ran her arm AI over the body and looked at the results. With the other, she offered the letter. "O fascinating!"
The CIA: There was a ping from the control floor, The Specialist jumped up and walked over to the space. As she did a true force holographic console make into being. An image came up showing the Gallifron TARDIS repair workshop outside. "Someone at the door. Come on must be our secretive TVA sorry division sorry lets me try again CIA contact. The one who hid this TARDIS." She turned and walked towards a small great door. "Clear them hiding one TARDIS inside another. Repair bods think it is an old type 35, in for de-com. Let's hear what our new CIA contact has to say for themselves." She stepped out into a long-forgotten alcove on the TARDIS workshop.
"Come out come out where ever you are?" She said to the gloom.
Lost in a TARDIS: . She says looking over at Allisoun. "Well...." She gives wry smile. "That's was more the TARDIS defense systems than me. And for all, I know they are still walking around carrying what they think is a Time Torpedoes but what is in fact a SMEG Cooler freezer I kept some cherry coke in. Love that stuff, anyhow back to the point." She powers up the scooter and sets off. As Allisoun pulls up by her side she carries on. "As I said When they decommissioned this monster they ripped out all the big deadly stuff, they took out all the things like Time Torpedoes, Air tanks, Time Troops, Gravity-well bombs and earth-quake missiles. Even the two disintegrates were stripped out." She made her electric scooter weave around a large statue of Rasalon made of some rare stone that shone blue. "And they were not too carefull about it. It's why the TARDIS is in such a state. But! and this is the kind of but that kicks your butt. They left its defense systems intact on the whole." They zipped up a kind of flyover pathway to another level. "One of which shifts the internal spaces into an n-Dimenial maze, should any Checky intruders try and run off with stuff they should not. And no teleporting or transmitting out as well. The TARDIS just drops you right back where you started from but this time. And this was my touch. With your clothing on backward." They zipped along racks of glowing pipes. "O that's where the venting system is! must mark that down. Any way the TARDIS is still grumpy about being treated this way, so I suspect it's taking it out on that squad of Sontarans. Must be hell for them, born for war and you spend a near lifetime walking around getting nowhere fast with a Fridge and no one to hit with it." She chuckles. "O and did I ever tell you that Sontarans have a very sweet tooth, by now they will be well and truly addicted to all that refined sugar full-fat cherry coke goodness. A never-ending box of the stuff, I bet they weigh so much by now they can hardly walk." She shouts up at the TARDIS "HEAR THAT OLD BOY Ooo you're a cruel one." As they moved into the lower deck of the control room and the scooter rank. The_Specialist pulled hers in to charge and got in the lift to the controls some 3 floors above. "I bet soon as we get somewhere that has banded suger the TARDIS will dump them out to hit cold turkey with a vengeance. begging on the street for a lick of candy. O the dishonor." She got out of the left and walked over to a large sofa-like seat, which was in an open-plan kind of office near the main control floor. A feeling of amusement washed over them. She spotted Allisuns worried face. "Telepathic... whats that earth word, yes 'circuitry', lets you know whats the TARDIS is feeling without some mad alarm. Like a cloister bell or having to work out what all the hums and whines are. I'm not joking some of the older TARDIS types had such low tech." She sat and patted the seat next to her. Then looked down the side of sofa arm, to spot a small door that had not been there before, she opened it. Inside were two chilled bottles of vintage cherry coke. She took them and popped the caps off with a click from her arm-AI. "Kinetic bottle opener, want one? In your day Coke was sold as pills but try some of the original stuff, wet and full of Cherry-fullness, is that a word, if not it should be." She waved one bottle as she took a swig on another. "Come one, we have nothing but time, haha, while we wait to hear if I am cleared of that little miss-hap."
Lost in a TARDIS: The Specialist looked at Allisoun, "Well there is no doubt about it we are lost, this should have been the way to the back upper secondary control room. Past the empty Qulant-line armory, through sky tank hanger 8, along from the relinking backup chamber and backup flux-core repair units halls along from the larger items Laundry room and too.. well this should be back upper secondary control room." She looked at the large hypotonic mushroom garden all around. Tapped her arm-AI and up came a map in front of her. It was so complex one could get a migraine if one looked at it too long. Parts of it seemed to drop throw N-space to other parts the looped in on themselves and back again. Some of it just waved goodby to euclidean space, and went off and had a party with more fun-loving and cooler spaces. It winked out of being. She looked around the massive space. It started to rain, water drops from the irrigation systems some 100s of feet above. "You know the older types of TARDIS were bordering on cute. All small chambers and rooms, the control room was positively pocky. Not like this best at all, When they decommissioned this monster they ripped out all the big deadly stuff and left him in one massive mess. I have a feeling He's been sulking ever since." She patted one of the plant pots, "Sorry about that old boy, they should have treated you better, you being a war veteran and all that." She lingered just a moment then got onto her eclectic scooter, ones she had picked up on earth the same time she had met... well picked up more like.. Allisoun her current sole companion. The Specialist was a timelord, well a dropout one. But still two hearts, a mind that made a stage 8 supercomputer AI like like a dunce. And the arrogance. It was a trite of Gallifrey. You grow up in a place where everyone is below you. Not just Metaphorically but physically, your whole race ends up with a massive superiority complex. The was earth saying she liked.
She winked at Allisoun. "Well AL, there is nothing for it but to retrace our steps and try again. Lets see if we can find some Icecream on the way back."
Well, can I run with that in gameplay, just to bed things? If she has been with the specialist for a while that means they have been traveling in her TARDIS
have we started? Do I need to post in Game play?
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Sounds good GM, I did have it that its weapons can't be used unless CIA cleared 1st. But it could be better if partly decommissioned, its defenses are there but all but a few small weapons are gone. The CIA thinking being if they need more we will fit to the mission. I like the glitch idea, my thinking was the internal spaces cant be changed. As is massive on the inside, like a small city size, finding things is very hard, you could be walking for hours. In the larger spaces, it's not that comfortable raining and even snows at times. |