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[kj1225]

"We're looking for a Semiotic Surgeon. He's apparently an honorary professor at Summerset and Bethany."

[AlleeCat]

""Not that that's some kinda great accomplishment. They'd probably give me the title if I asked."

[Sergius]

Sir Groovington nods at Josephine and watches the exchange with interest, waiting for the most (fashionably) inappropriate moment to intervene.

[Tack]

John looks in confusion at the people talking above his head.
"So... Does anyone want them? These guns? Clothes? Whatever-" he kicks a formless shape "That is?"

[Sergius]

"That stone rifle looks very lovely Mr. McKillan. Definitely something a gentleman with impeccable taste such as myself would exhibit. Unfortunately my skill with the firearms leaves a lot to be desired, so I will be abstaining from taking it in favor of someone who would give it a better use."

Charles gives it a little more thought and adds, "of course, I'm claiming it if nobody else does. It would look very stylish mounted over my mantelpiece."

[hops]

MINI GM

"Well, I hate to disappoint you, but I don't think I have heard of him." Lenny's brows creased in thought as he sniffled. "But since you helped me out with Burbon there, I suppose that I can pull some *snft* strings for you. Namely, the Senior Reader of the Department of Umbral Symbology owes me a favour, so drop my name and he might help you out with this business. Symbology. Semiotics. *snft* Related, probably?"

[kj1225]

"Hopefully."

[Emma]

Ulgurk stares at the elderly man suspiciously. He doesn't like trusting people he doesn't know well but if his new partners in crime er... Stopping crime, trust him then Ulgurk might as well ask him about the ___ Club. He opens his mouth, "Look here, fella. I don't know who you are but these guys seem to trust you, so I'm gonna ask you a question. Do you know anything about the... ___ Club?"

[Tiruin]

"That stone rifle looks very lovely Mr. McKillan. Definitely something a gentleman with impeccable taste such as myself would exhibit. Unfortunately my skill with the firearms leaves a lot to be desired, so I will be abstaining from taking it in favor of someone who would give it a better use."

Charles gives it a little more thought and adds, "of course, I'm claiming it if nobody else does. It would look very stylish mounted over my mantelpiece."

Josephine merely stood by looking around, providing accompanying flair in Charles' background as he spoke to the man, if ever his recipient decided to glance behind the gentleman.

[Tack]

"I'm claiming it if nobody else does. It would look very stylish mounted over my mantelpiece."

John looks blankly at the gentleman for a few seconds before he fumbles a piece of paper from his pocket.

Pendle - Dapper kit, Gun
Ulgurk - Gun
Josefene - Light kit, Gun

He looks at the man's clothing and hat again, blinking.
"Yeah sure Mister Pendle. 'S your echoes."

[Sergius]

Groovington is about to correct him, but thinks it over.

"Right, right, Pendle, one of my many nicknames, uh, I'll just hold on to that for now, thanks, good man! And all that."

[Tack]

McKillan mutters something unintelligible and vaguely classist under his breath, but hands over the ornate rifle, and accompanying inky black garments.

He then slowly returns his gaze to the little chit.
"And who among youse is Josephine?"

[AlleeCat]

"Thanks, Lenny. I'd say we owe you one, but last time I said that, you took it pretty literally."

[Tiruin]

"And who among youse is Josephine?"

Josephine raised her hand, making it quite obvious she was the lady amongst the group (other than the other nicely dressed one). In her hand was that rifle.

"I gather we're all acquainted with this place more? Do we have a lead to our goal?"

[hops]

MINI GM

"Yer mean the one club whose name is instead a silence and a wink? As much as other people, I'm 'fraid. Apart from the fact that *snft* they occasionally disappear." Lenny shrugged, not trying too hard to poke his nose too much into whatever business they are doing.

"Well now, how else would I be able to call it favors?" Lenny the Nose chuckled at Kate.