[ Hector Peck is an editor for a newspaper -- the City newspaper, to be precise. In New Vesuvius, he's a UNV representative for some country Gil either can't remember the name or he's forgotten he never got the name of it in the first place. He supposes that little bit doesn't matter; what matters now are the names he's held onto since they returned from that dimension.
Peck isn't hard to find; his photo is available online and in the paper, of course -- so is his work of place. Gil started there earlier when Peck finally exited the office for the day. He tailed him to a pub, but there was no sign of any suspicious activity nor did he ever hear the words New Vesuvius or Vulcanus dropped in his conversation.
He seems to be an entirely different man in this world. Once he's left the bar and disappeared into a train cart, Gil isn't sure what to do next. He supposes he should call it a night.
At first, anyway. It's the familiar, but horrible sound of bones cracking and a muffled cry that alerts his attention to one of the darkened alleyways. He moves quietly and swiftly, drawing his revolver out just in case and as he turns the corner to see what's unfolding in that alleyway he nearly jumps out of his skin.
And a sharp gasp escapes him, making his presence more than visible to Hooded Justice. ]
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Peck isn't hard to find; his photo is available online and in the paper, of course -- so is his work of place. Gil started there earlier when Peck finally exited the office for the day. He tailed him to a pub, but there was no sign of any suspicious activity nor did he ever hear the words New Vesuvius or Vulcanus dropped in his conversation.
He seems to be an entirely different man in this world. Once he's left the bar and disappeared into a train cart, Gil isn't sure what to do next. He supposes he should call it a night.
At first, anyway. It's the familiar, but horrible sound of bones cracking and a muffled cry that alerts his attention to one of the darkened alleyways. He moves quietly and swiftly, drawing his revolver out just in case and as he turns the corner to see what's unfolding in that alleyway he nearly jumps out of his skin.
And a sharp gasp escapes him, making his presence more than visible to Hooded Justice. ]
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