Board Thread:Role Playing/@comment-24852191-20180211164324/@comment-24852191-20180218053704

Acelin: Thanks. Make yourselves at home.


 * He draws the Curt’s shut, closing away the sunset from the room.

Me: Acelin, what was that?

Acelin: They call themselves vampires.

Me: Vampires? I thought the Ranger Organization kept a tight leash on the vampires in the United States and its territories.

Acelin: We do, but I don’t think these were really vampires.

Me: Crystal stuff and what not?


 * He looks at me.

Acelin: Yes, How did you.......

Me: We were with your father when you called.

Acelin: Hm.......

Me: What are we going to do about this infestation in Seattle?

Acelin: We?

Me: Of course. We’re going to help you. From one Texan to another.

Acelin: Ok, sure. Help is always welcomed.


 * He sighs.

Acelin: I feel my presence is going to put forth whatever these things have planned. At least that’s what that woman was thinking when I threw her into the road. She’s going to have all these so called vampires leave the city and head elsewhere. Presumably Forks, Washington.

Me: Why’s that?

Acelin: Again, I don’t know, but I heard her and this other one named Riley talking about Forks and someone who’s name ends with Cullens.

Me: Hm, when do we head out.

Acelin: As soon as possible. My plane is at Seattle-Tacoma. We can fly there under the guise of a group of friends flying around the country. Maybe, we can get chummy with the local law enforcement and see what’s going on.

Me: I can do that. Fabricate some story about being a police officer from San Antonio. I am from there after all.

Acelin: Sounds good.