nextgen_misc (nextgen_misc) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2011-05-31 20:54:00

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inactive - anselm, inactive - karen lynch, inactive - matt walker, inactive - michelle clarke, inactive - shelly drumm, plot-"spirt of vengeance", team - midnight sons

Who's gonna hear you cry, when there's more of them than there are of you?

The Chicago Police Department sees its fair share of weird and unexplainable things on a daily basis, the kind of thing no cop talks about if they value their jobs. Tonight is one of those nights.

The police respond to a disturbance at a warehouse on Pier 36 around 9 pm and walk into what can only be called a charnel house. There is blood everywhere, and at least twenty bodies litter the inside of an inverted pentagram made of gold filigree on the floor the large warehouse owned by Molson’s Meat Packing. No one wants to think about how fitting the name is currently.

In the center of the room lies a stone table roughly the size of a full-size bed. The table is splattered with blood that runs down into the floor as well. Scorch marks mar the intricate tapestries on the walls and the masonry beneath them and there is a foul odor in the air. At the northern end of the warehouse, on a raised dais, is a golden chalice set with several precious stones that gleam in the now-bright light.

These cops don’t know what’s going on , but they do know who to call when weird stuff like this happens: Detective Karen Lynch.

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small_but_tough
2011-06-01 01:47 am UTC (link)

"Shit," Karen said quietly to herself when she walked inside and saw exactly what she was supposed to be investigating. She had always thought she had a strong stomach mad of iron but she was really fighting the urge to upchuck.

She slowly made her way around the scene looking around after she was sure she wasn't going to vomit. She found herself saying a little prayer under her breath a couple of time as she walked.

She tried to figure about as much as sh could about all of this by herself but quickly found herself at a loss. Plus this looked really bad and felt bad. Whatever was going on she knew exactly who she needed to call here, Walker.

Even he should know better than to joke here.

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nextgen_misc
2011-06-01 02:04 am UTC (link)

One of the officers, a rotund man with a bush brown mustache, makes his way over to Karen as she looks around. His badge shows his name as "Sergeant P.Griswold".

"Pretty grisly, huh, Detective? Near as we can tell, it looks like some kind of crazy mass-suicide thing, except for the one guy over there that didn't have the guts to follow along." Sergeant Griswold says.

"There's also a trail of blood outside the entrance, too. It leads off toward the pier, but we can tell if the person who owned it was comin' or goin'.

Anything you want us to do in specific right now?" he asks.

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	small_but_tough 2011-06-01 02:17 am UTC (link)
	"For now let's keep this quiet," Karen says, "We don't want to worry people until we know more about this. But what do we know about these guys. Was it some sort of cult thing?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

nextgen_misc
2011-06-01 02:23 am UTC (link)

Griswold nods in agreement. "All signs point this bein' some kind of cult, but nothin' we see here matches any other information we've gathered from previous groups. A few of 'em have some kind of crazy symbol carved on their palms or calves, but we can't identify it." he tells her.

"Smells like they had a fire goin' in here, too, but there's no sign of one or any accelerant. No ID's on any of the cult members so far. No one had any ID in their pockets at all--"

Another officer rushes up to Karen and Griswold with a plastic ziploc bag. There is a wallet inside.

"Detective, you might want to see this. We've got a wallet with ID in it, but...you're not going to believe who it is." the officer says.

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	small_but_tough 2011-06-01 02:33 am UTC (link)
	"Well the media is just going to love this when they find out," Karen says. Yeah definitely keep this under for a while, she thought to herself. "We can run dental records and DNA and see if that comes up with anything," She says before being interrupted. "I'm I going to like it when I find out who's id that is," Karen says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

nextgen_misc
2011-06-01 02:44 am UTC (link)

"Probably not, Detective. Thus far, he's the only person that's not accounted for in this room." the officer says, using gloved hands to remove the blood-spattered wallet.

There's a couple of hundred dollars in cash inside, an old picture of a woman with reddish-brown hair, a man with jet black hair and a young boy with dark hair. Two more pictures follow, one each of a grungy looking young biker-type with long blond hair that falls nearly to his shoulders and one of a girl, also with blond hair and a vacant, smiling expression upon her face.

The ID card is for Boston and has Austin Caine's name on it.

"And yeah, that's the Austin Caine. As in the movie star." the officer says, a bit eagerly, before remembering where he is.

Sergeant Griswold looks to Karen. "Huh. I heard he had an apartment here in town. That guy had a new movie open up recently. I only know because they damn showing had the Arts District clogged up on my normal route home." he says.

"The media really will have a field day with this if this guy is involved somehow." Griswold says.

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small_but_tough
2011-06-01 02:59 am UTC (link)

"Shit," Karen says, "This information is to be locked up tighter than Fort Knox, until we have a better understanding of just what happened here. Is this understood?"

"See if we can find out a bit about the people in the photos if possible they might have some idea as to what is happening too."

This just kept on getting better and better. This couldn't stay under lock and key for long and this would all soon turn into a circus. She so need a vacation after this if she could tear herself away from her ghostly side project.

Some sun and beach with a hot cabana boy or someone else young, good looking and athletic. Like that was going to happen anytime soon.

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	nextgen_misc 2011-06-01 03:09 am UTC (link)
	"Anything else you want us to do, Detective? Ambulances are on the way to take the dead to Chicago General. Our lone survivor is headed to lock-up unless you deem otherwise." Griswold says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	small_but_tough 2011-06-01 03:51 am UTC (link)
	"What condition is the survivor in," Karen asked. If he was in a sound enough state she would want to question him sooner rather than later. "You guys have done a good job," She says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	A Little Later this_fire_burns 2011-06-07 02:01 am UTC (link)
	Matt arrives at Chicago General Hospital and walks right up to the Nurses' Station with Whisper in tow. "Could you page Dr. Drumm for me? Tell her that Matt Walker is here to see her." he requests. (Reply to this)(Thread)

	Re: A Little Later this_fire_burns 2011-06-07 02:21 am UTC (link)
	"No, it's not. This visit is official. Karen and I have a case we're working on and we could use your expert analysis." Matt says. "You have some time to come down to the morgue?" he asks. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: A Little Later blackmagicwoman 2011-06-07 02:29 am UTC (link)
	"For police business, yeah, I do." Shelly turns to the Nurse's Station and reaches down to grab a couple of badges. "No one will question Whisper if you're wearing this. Follow me." She headed towards the morgue. "How bad should I anticipate here?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: A Little Later blackmagicwoman 2011-06-07 02:46 am UTC (link)
	"You planning on watching? You know how much you dislike watching me do that." It wasn't that she had to do anything in particular to get conversational with the dead, just that the very idea of it seemed to set Matt's teeth on edge. "Twenty of them?" Shelly frowned. "Do we know what god they were worshiping?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	ng_independent 2011-06-17 12:18 am UTC (link)
	"Doctor Drumm. Good to see you again." says a voice from behind Shelly. When she turns, Aeron is standing there. "You need to convince him to abandon this case." Aeron says warningly. (Reply to this)(Thread)

	blackmagicwoman 2011-06-17 12:19 am UTC (link)
	Shelly turns rather quickly, uncertain as to why he is here. "How did you get in here?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	ng_independent 2011-06-17 12:27 am UTC (link)
	"All of you are standing at the cusp of something you are not ready to deal with just yet. The battle for Chicago's soul is at hand, and none of you are ready for what will soon come. But /he/ is least ready of all of you." Aeron says. "He will listen to you, if you implore him. Tell him to abandon this path." Aeron says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	blackmagicwoman 2011-06-17 12:29 am UTC (link)
	"Do you always speak in vague terms and oblique riddles? If the battle for this city's soul is at hand, there is no way he will abandon this. There is no way /I/ will. Why do you think I could stop him anyway? Have you /met/ my boyfriend?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	ng_independent 2011-06-17 12:42 am UTC (link)
	"Let's just say that the Outsider's reputation precedes him in many circles. That's not necessarily a good thing." Aeron says. "But he will listen if you /make/ him. If you have any desire to see him survive, I would think you'd do whatever is in your power to see that happen." Aeron says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	ng_independent 2011-06-26 08:17 pm UTC (link)
	"Because I can't." Aeron says simply. "And I'd say he's around the same level of stubbornness level as your father. They're a lot alike. You've managed to change Jericho's mind more than once, haven't you?" Aeron asks. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	blackmagicwoman 2011-06-27 11:14 pm UTC (link)
	"Jericho Drumm would have your head if heard you even once compare him to Matt," she hissed. "Aeron...you have to give me something here. I know damn well you aren't human. Give me a riddle I can actually solve." (Reply to this)(Parent)