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capeandcowllogs2013-09-30 08:06 pm
catmask) wrote in capeandcowllogs2013-09-30 08:06 pm
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WHO: Terry, Carrie, and the ever-helpful Dr. Delilah Vanderbilt
WHERE: NYU campus.
WHEN: today!!!!!!!!
WARNINGS: naw
SUMMARY: some interrogatinz goin down
FORMAT: quick! which starts as prose because who wants to squint at that much tiny text.
It hadn't been that hard to dig up the info, not really. The difficult part had been in sorting through all the potentials. All the professors and scientists and doctors who were just professors and scientists and doctors, and had never heard of any of this stuff beyond stories on the news. But a name had come up repeatedly, Dr Vanderbilt. A little digging had brought up a whole lot of well-funded fringe research, the sort of which, as far as Carrie knew, was generally not exactly a high-ranked priority.
So, she'd opted for a visit. She'd even agreed to bring Terry, doubting very much that there'd be any danger to it. Besides, if she's right and this woman is actually someone of interest... well, it couldn't hurt to have a fear demon on hand. Her own interrogation methods are only so effective.
Carrie is currently crouched outside the woman's office window, dressed in all black and fully geared up, with everything she'd brought from home and everything she'd gathered here. It's evening, and her suit blends in with the growing shadows. She'd made Terry wait inside, in the hallway -- she'll let him in soon, but only after her own introduction. She tells herself that's in the interest of stealth and his safety, not selfish excitement.
Definitely not.
She cracks the window open and slips in.
WHERE: NYU campus.
WHEN: today!!!!!!!!
WARNINGS: naw
SUMMARY: some interrogatinz goin down
FORMAT: quick! which starts as prose because who wants to squint at that much tiny text.
It hadn't been that hard to dig up the info, not really. The difficult part had been in sorting through all the potentials. All the professors and scientists and doctors who were just professors and scientists and doctors, and had never heard of any of this stuff beyond stories on the news. But a name had come up repeatedly, Dr Vanderbilt. A little digging had brought up a whole lot of well-funded fringe research, the sort of which, as far as Carrie knew, was generally not exactly a high-ranked priority.
So, she'd opted for a visit. She'd even agreed to bring Terry, doubting very much that there'd be any danger to it. Besides, if she's right and this woman is actually someone of interest... well, it couldn't hurt to have a fear demon on hand. Her own interrogation methods are only so effective.
Carrie is currently crouched outside the woman's office window, dressed in all black and fully geared up, with everything she'd brought from home and everything she'd gathered here. It's evening, and her suit blends in with the growing shadows. She'd made Terry wait inside, in the hallway -- she'll let him in soon, but only after her own introduction. She tells herself that's in the interest of stealth and his safety, not selfish excitement.
Definitely not.
She cracks the window open and slips in.