Session Start: Thu Feb 21 19:36:06 2002
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<TimeLadyX> Sorry about that. I was having printer problems.  I'm on Hawaii Time
<Jacie> :(
<Jacie> Ok, since TL has to go, shall we do a Casting Call?
<Jacie> <==== Mary Russell-Holmes
<TheBrig> That's the trouble with playing someone that really is a know-it-all
<TimeLadyX> &^%*)*&*-thing keeps spitting up pages filled with garble that looks like that
<AlxKeegan> good luck on finding a job, Rob
<AlxKeegan> <========Fred
<TheBrig> <=========Sherlock Holmes
<IrishTCat> <<-- IrishT <I'm back> Cat
<AlxKeegan> <======Geoffrey and Victoria, probably
*** TheBrig is now known as SHolmes
<Dr10> <---- The Doctor version 10.6
<AlxKeegan> <but others can play them if they want>
<SHolmes> <rotflmao@Tuna>
<Jacie> <I can do Lestrade, Jennings and Robert if need be.>
<Jacie> <TL, do you have a preference for a role?>
<TimeLadyX> <<No preference.  Just sitting here trying to read through what little of the script the printer gave me>>
<SHolmes> <What about Jennings since you have to leaave soon?>
<AlxKeegan> <you can set him up listening to the conversation, etc>
<Jacie> <Yup, Jennings reports and then kills himself>
<AlxKeegan> <eavsdropping, etc>
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<AlxKeegan> <yah, you could even do the whole thing and it could be stuck in a different section of the recon>
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<SHolmes> <Always wondered how all those spies kept from accidentally   crushing the old cyanide in the tooth trick ;-)>
<TimeLadyX> <<sounds good.  He died before my printer decided to be difficult>>
<SHolmes> <lol>
<Jacie> <Sorry, I accidentally closed my chat window.>
<AlxKeegan> <probably trained themselves not to eat on that side of the mouth:-)>
<Jacie> <Maybe your printer was sharing sympathy.>
<Jacie> <Can you imagine? Those poison-filled teeth spies probably had nightmares about peanut brittle.>
<SHolmes> <LOL>
<Jacie> <Ok, all ready to go here.>
*** TimeLadyX is now known as Jennings
<AlxKeegan> <yep yep...oh, nobody knows who the bad guys are yet, Mycroft will tell them who they're up against in part 4>
*** Jacie is now known as MaryRussellHolmes
<AlxKeegan> <am ready to roll credits now>
<AlxKeegan> <<<The New Adventures of Dr. Who Simulation>>>
<AlxKeegan> <<Dr.Who in "The Cup of Ages", Part Three>>
<AlxKeegan> <<<by David A. Sharpe>>>
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ = Poirot's Guest Bedroom
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Are we in the outside sitting room or still the bedroom? I forgot.>
*** AlxKeegan is now known as DWFred
<DWFred> <they were in the bedroom last, can stay there, I think>
<SHolmes> <Jen it's WP's place made that mistake in Part 1 myself>
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ ::closely watching the Doctor's reaction to Lady Wyndham-Price's entrance::
<MaryRussellHolmes> <I meant the guest bedroom assigned to Poirot, not his bedroom. That ws to long to say.>
<SHolmes> @:::Sees Russell observing the Doctor and smiles::
<DWFred> @ Lady Victoria> :::smiles regally at the Doctor:::
<DWFred> @ LadyV> And you are?
<SHolmes> <Oh ok, as for Wp think how I feel the way I type ;-) >
<Jennings> @ :::Stands at attention outside the door waiting for the Inspector to arrive and take control of the situation:::
<Dr10> @ :::The Docor bows slightly and smiles::: Doctor John Smith, at your service madame.
<MaryRussellHolmes> <If it weren't for people like you Cody, I would be a terrible writer. ;)>
<SHolmes> <:-)>
<DWFred> @ :::She glances the Doctor over, taking in everything in a quick glance::::
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish Meows:: 
<DWFred> @ LadyV> Of course.  A pleasure.
<Dr10> @ I believe we may have met before, Madame, but my memory is failing me in my elder years. At least I remember that I may have had the pleasure of meeting you before.
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish extends his paw :: 
<DWFred> @ :::She and her husband sit down together:::
<SHolmes> @ ::Can't help raising an eyebrow at teh Doctor's self-deprectaon::
<DWFred> @ :::after shaking Irish's paw:::
<SHolmes> <depracation even>
<DWFred> @ LadyV> I'm afraid we've never met, though you have been expected.
<DWFred> @ :::Victoria takes in the rest of the people in the room, then awaits her husband's lead:::
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ Interesting. And why may I ask have we been expected?
<IrishTCat> @::Irish looks disappointed at his paw hoping for a fish snack or even a slice of beef instead of a handshake which as everyone know is something dogs thought up to appear better than cats since they had none of the good qualitites of cats to recommend them::
<DWFred> @ Fred> :::whispers to the Doctor:: You've met this well-preserved older lady before?
<Dr10> @:::The Doctor raises an eyebrow at Lady V's comment.::: Yes, charmed.
<DWFred> @ LordWP> I told her of Poirot's decision to consult with you.
<SHolmes> @ ::Looks at Irish's gesture and thinks himself lucjy to still have things that puzzled even him::
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish twitches his whiskers in thoughtful contemplation::
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ Ah, I see. ::glances at Monsieur Poirot to assure he is comfortably napping:: 
<DWFred> @ LordWP> Now, to continue my tale.
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ ::turns back:: Lord Wyndham-Price, you were explaining about these murders?
<DWFred> @ LordWP> Yes.  Poirot approached me when he learned of the link between the murdered men and myself.
<IrishTCat> <<I am not meant to be a hamster owner.. My cat nature is at war with my gentler human side>> 
<Dr10> @ ::The Doctor listens to Lord WP but watches Lady V out of the corner of his eye as he listens.:::
<SHolmes> <Getting peckish? ;-)>
<IrishTCat> <<No I mistreat little Squeaky badly >> 
<DWFred> @ LordWP> All of the murdered men, plus myself and my wife, are members of an ancient order.  The name translates into English as "Guardians of the Cup".
<Jennings> @ :::Still standing in the corridor, polishing his brass badge, with one ear to the conversation:::
<DWFred> <yea, right, squeaky slaps you around whenever you get to uppity:-)>
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ ::mind whirring over the connection:: The Cup?
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish wonders to himself if this cup comes with milk or even cream:: 
<Dr10> @::The Doctor searches his mind for related information.:::
<SHolmes> :::Quitely whistles "Did these feet in acient times.."::
<DWFred> @ LadyV> Yes.  The Cup of Ages.  An ancient artifact whose location has been hidden, except for brief periods, for almost two thousand years.
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish scratches behind his right ear with a paw:: 
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ Two thousand years? What a significant number. ::smiles as if she knows something::
<DWFred> @ LordWP> Down thru the years, the order, always numbering 13, had kept secret the location of it's resting place, along with the tests awaiting the would-be bearer.
<SHolmes> @ Very
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ And now those guardians are being eliminated. How many are left?
<DWFred> <in case no one figured it out yet, there's no way I'm finishing this story in 4 parts:-(>
<MaryRussellHolmes> <I had a hunch.>
<SHolmes> <Not without an ingenius duex ex machina ;-)>
<DWFred> @ LordWP> Just the two of us.  The others were in the prime of their lives.
<DWFred> @ LadyV> Some of them had prepared their replacements, but most had not.
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Hey, isn't there supposed to be a third?>
<DWFred> <I changed that>
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish contemplates the human engaged in polishing his identifcation collar thinking that he is acting very suspicious::
<SHolmes> @ An this ancient order, atre there any iniates?
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ The deaths are happening quickly. Presumably to preempt the possibility for a smooth transition.
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ And when the "Cup" is vulnerable, the culprit will cease it. It must be a particularly powerful artifact.
<DWFred> @ LordWP> ::to Russell's comment::: Yes, that is what Poirot and I believe.
<Dr10> @But, that only makes the cup better defended unless they are giving up its defense secrets before they die.
<SHolmes> @ Unless the culprets have another reason to their method
<DWFred> @ LadyV> Each member selects his/her successor, but they usually have years to do this.
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ Such as Holmes?
<Jennings> <<hehe...sounded like someone else of the order got murdered between the script and the acting>>
<Dr10> @Tell us a little more about this cup, special properties, possible uses, unusual features...
<DWFred> @ LordWP> We believe that they were murdered to get the information and keep others from possessing it.
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Oh hey, I know who did it then! It was David, the scripter.>
<SHolmes> @ I'll explain later Russell :::Twists head as the Doctor almost laughs::
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ Hence the use of torture.
<DWFred> @ ::::LordWP and LadyV exchange amused glances::::
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ How better to extract information from your victim?
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish would consider the cup a holy artifact if it produces an undending streaming of cold fresh milk and cream :: 
<SHolmes> @ If tortue it wass.
<DWFred> @ LordWP> Well, my dear guests, the Cup of Ages has a better known name.
<DWFred> @ LadyV> The Holy Grail.
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ One dating back 2000 years. ::says with wry smile::
<MaryRussellHolmes> <move line up one>
<SHolmes> @ Tortue is an etremely unreliable means of gathering information. With enough duress  one will say anything to stop further torment
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish shakes his head as if to say he has never heard of it ::
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ You're forgetting the religious implications Holmes. I'd say anyone charged with protecting something as holy as the Grail would want a lie on their lips when they met their maker.
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish gives the Doctor an inquisitve meow ::
<DWFred> @ LordWP> That is quite true.  They may have been killed to try and intice us into moving the Grail, and thus revealing it's location.
<SHolmes> @ Deer Russell, you are fortunate indeed to never have heard what the Afghany rebels did to poor Watsoon
<DWFred> @ :::Fred's eyes open wide at the mention of the Grail, as she remembers the stories she read in the Hogwarts library:::
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Is the Doctor saying lines I'm not seeing?>
<SHolmes> <<Intesresting typo, deer instead of dear :-)>
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Are we ready for Lestrade?>
<Dr10> @:::The Doctor shakes his head in amazement, once again the Wood between the worlds had sent them into an amazing adventure.:::
<DWFred> <yah, Lestrade can arrive at any time>
<DWFred> < I mean interrupt>
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ Lestrade> ::a bushy mustached inspector enters in a huff::
<SHolmes> @ Any luck, Inspector?
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ Lestrade>Damned inconvenient. I'm not a messenger boy, you know Holmes? I'd have better luck if I didn't have to keep interrupting my work on your errands.
<DWFred> <I'll type out the text of the telelgram, once you have holmes start reading it aloud, okay cody?>
<SHolmes> @ Sorry, old man, Not intended I asure you
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ Lestrade>Here. This arrived at the front door for you. ::shoves the telegram in Holmes' face::
<SHolmes> <k>
<DWFred> <oooh, Lestrade is getting all huffy>
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ Lestrade>Oh, sorry Lady Victoria. I didn't see you there. ::tips his hat and beams a reassuring smile at the lady::
<DWFred> <now remember, Lestrade suspects Jennings of complicity, he probably knows more of what's going on that he lets on>
<SHolmes> @ ::Puts on glasses before taking and opening the telegram :: Hmm, intereesting
<MaryRussellHolmes> @ Lestrade>Rest assured, my men will see to your safety. No more violence will happen on my watch.
<SHolmes> @ Hear thiss::reads aloud::
<DWFred> @ telegram>"Sherlock,
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Just setting up lestrade to be proven wrong. The dullwitted policeman always does that.>
<DWFred> @ Tele>I have some information which will be useful, if you've decided to help out the Belgian with his case.
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish races over to where the paper is crackling and jumps up to grab it ::
<DWFred> @ Tele>Please come to my flat post haste.  Time is of the essence.
<DWFred> @ Tele> ::signed:: M.
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish snatches the telegram away:: 
<DWFred> @ Tele> P.S. please bring along everyone concerned...except the Belgian.
<Jennings> @ :::Stands away from the door with a smile on his face and dashes down the hall:::
<SHolmes> @ Interesing, even more so when you consider my brother's Government contacts.
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<Jennings> % :::Finds a quiet unused room and ducks inside, making sure no one else is in the room:::
<SHolmes> <ratz>
<Dr10> @:::The Doctor leans over and whispers to Fred & Irish::: That's the second time today we have been expected by people who do not know us. Interesting.
<DWFred> @ LordWP> I'll have my man bring the car around.
<Jennings> % :::Pulls out a small radio from one of his pockets and flips around through the frequencies:::
<SHolmes> @  Excuse me Lord Wyndham-Pryce, could you have a servant take the faded carpetbag from the boot of our car and have it placed inside your vehicle in a place where I can reach it?
<DWFred> <I'm not sure what kind of car of that time period would be big enough, etc>
<DWFred> @ LordWP> Of course.
<IrishTCat> @ ::Irish always expects people to expect him but of course he is a cat:: 
<Jennings> % :::sneaks another look around the room before speaking into the radio, hooking the other piece to his ear to hear the voice on the other side:::
<SHolmes> <Rolls Phantom?>
<Dr10> <Duesenberg>
<IrishTCat> <<What time period are we talking about ? >>
<Dr10> <1924>
<SHolmes> <20's>
<DWFred> <early 1920s, oh one-with-the-steel-trap-mind:-)>
<Jennings> % (speaking into the radio) This is Jennings reporting in.
<IrishTCat> <<Hey I've been away >> 
<Jennings> % I've done as you've ordered and watched them.
<DWFred> % Cabal member> And?
<Jennings> % They just received a message from Mr. Holmes' brother and are going to consult with him in his flat.
<DWFred> % CM> Very good.  You may end your surveilance of Poirot and the others.
<Jennings> % Do you want me to watch them further and report in at my next convenience?
<Jennings> % Very well.
<DWFred> % CM> Others will take it up.  You've managed to salvage your mistakes.  
<DWFred> % CM> Await our next communication.
<Jennings> % :::grits his teeth:::  As you wish.  Jennings, over and out.
<DWFred> <I hope Jen gets back soon>
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<Jennings> % :::Turns off the radio and starts to hide it back in his jacket:::
<DWFred> <yippee!!>
<SHolmes> <WB>
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<DWFred> <shall we move to the car, while Lestrade interrogates the hapless jennings?>
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Stupid idiotic Norton Antivirus!!!! I've never been so furious at a program. It autorebooted me after a virus def update!>
<DWFred> <that's awful!>
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Then it locked up on reboot. Damn stupid @#%WEI&UTR%@#!%R program!!!!>
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Is someone else logging this?
<Dr10> <Smooth sailing with Mac OS 10>
<DWFred> <yep yep. am logging>
<DWFred> <"if this log rolls over, we'll drown!">
<SHolmes> <lol>
<MaryRussellHolmes> <XP is fine. It's 3rd party software that will kill you. Send me a log when this over, k David?>
<DWFred> <sure thing>
<IrishTCat> <<A 1924 Super Six Crossly limousine >> 
<SHolmes> <I always wanted to ba a lumderjack...the mighty larch...>
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Ok, I'll be ready to be Lestrade>
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<DWFred> <okey dokey, shall we go with the Dusenberg?>
<LestradeJen> @ Russell>Well best not to waste time Holmes.
<DWFred> & = WP's Automobile
<Jennings> <<Jen, I'm waiting for Lestrade at this point>>
<Dr10> &::The Doctor looks fondly at the shape of the Super Six Crossly.:::
<LestradeJen> <Jennings spoke to his source already?>
<DWFred> & :::everyone gets into the automobile and they head off for london:::
<Jennings> <<yup.  Been there, done that>>
<DWFred> <I don't know about those cards, just pick the one that would be best>
<Jennings> <<I'm in the process of putting away the radio>>
<Dr10> &:::The Doctor turns to Holmes as they get into the car:: Have you ever tried Sumatran coffeee?
<LestradeJen> @ Jennings! ::charges toward the young PFC:: And what do you think you're doing?
<Jennings> % :::drops the radio guiltily:::
<Jennings> % Uh...sir?
<Jennings> % I...uh...
<SHolmes> & Not since a case many years ago, why do you ask?
<LestradeJen> % ::snatches up the radio:: Do you mind explaining this? ::glares::
<DWFred> & :::Fred sits in the car, with Irish sitting on her lap:::
<Dr10> & Just remembered something about a giant rat and Sumatra, and I so love the coffee, that's all.
<IrishTCat> & ::Irish jumps in the backseat on Freds lap:: 
<DWFred> <oh, I got two Buffy CCG promo cards this week>
<Jennings> % :::Looks at the radio and then at the inspector:::  I can't say, sir.
<DWFred> <one that a friend got ahold of for me, and one from the company itself>
<SHolmes> & Hmmmm...:Looks at Irish and back to the Doctor:: I do believe some questions of old can now be put to rest
<Dr10> &:::The Doctor turns to Lady V::: Madame, and how did you become a member of this order, this group of guardians?
<SHolmes> & :::Opens carpetbag and takes out a smallish cardboard box before replacing the case under his feet::
<Jennings> % I swore I'd never tell, sir.  I used my personal oath.  Utterly binding.  I'd rather die first before I tell you.
<LestradeJen> % You can't say? Jennings, I am your superior officer. I'm giving you a direct order. Who were you talking to?!
<IrishTCat> & ::Irish opens one eye to look at Holmes and slowly closes it as if to wink :: 
<LestradeJen> % And what business is it of theirs where Lord Wyndham-Price and his associates go?
<SHolmes> & :::Placces  the opened box between his legs and removes the RIC bulldog from his pocket passing it to his left hand and taking out a penknife frrom his vest and flicking open the blade::
<LestradeJen> <Or was that Holmes? I didn't hear who he was reporting on.>
<DWFred> & LadyV> I was the successor to a wonderful woman, who died a few years after we married.
<Jennings> % :::Looks up at Lestrade knowing that he'll never be able to get out of this one:::  I'm sorry, sir.  I really am.  But I have a duty to uphold.
<Jennings> % :::Bites his tooth, releasing the cyanide:::
<LestradeJen> % Your duty lies with the Crown!
<SHolmes> & :::dutifully pointing the revolver at the floorboards he opens the loading gate and pries out the spent cases with the penknife::
<DWFred> & :::LordWP sits up front with his driver, listening to the conversation and occasionally looking back at the others:::
<LestradeJen> % Jennings? ::sees the man begin to turn color:: Jennings answer me! ::grabs and shakes him by the lapels::
<Jennings> % I have...another...duty...first...  :::dies:::
<Jennings> <<Pause jennings>>
<LestradeJen> % Jennings no! ::shakes the man repeatedly but the young officer collapses in his hands::
<DWFred> <good job, TL>
<SHolmes> & ::: One by one he loads five .455/300's and places the loaded revolver in his right coat pocket::
<SHolmes> <Cool deathscene>
<LestradeJen> % ::stares at the lifeless eyes of the officer as his body drops to the floor:: Blast.
<Dr10> <my man holmes packin' some heat>
<LestradeJen> % ::sees a glimmer of broken tooth and the poison seeping out in the corner of Jennings' mouth::
<SHolmes> & ::::Empties the box into his left hand and fills pockets with the cartridges while  absently throwing the box out the car window::
<Dr10> &And pardon me for asking, madame, but have you received special training for your duties?
<DWFred> & ::Fred listens intently while she watches the scenery go by:::
<LestradeJen> % ::shakes head at the senseless act of violence, then he remembers another brewing::
<LestradeJen> % Roberts! Get in here.
<SHolmes> <A Royal Irish Constabulary bulldog if I remember my SH canon properly ;-)>
<DWFred> & ::Victoria smiles as she remembers back to her early years::
<LestradeJen> % ::Officer Roberts hurries into the room and does a doubletake at the lifeless body of Jennings::
<LestradeJen> % Gawk later, Roberts. We've got problems.
<LestradeJen> % Roberts>Sir?
<DWFred> & LadyV> I was trained to be scientist, or technologist as he referred to it, by my father and Mr. Maxtible.
<IrishTCat> &::Irish takes a nap:: 
<DWFred> & LadyV> A daring thing in those times, but my father was definitely a non-conformist.
<LestradeJen> % Get on to the village. Mycroft Holmes' place. You'll have to run the siren to get ahead of Holmes. There's trouble brewing.
<SHolmes> & Takes out an oily old briar and a tobacco pouch:::
<LestradeJen> % Roberts>What sort of trouble sir?
<SHolmes> & If I leave the window open would you ladies mind an old man indulging in the vice of tobacco?
<DWFred> &LadyV> My mother shared in my father's interests..along with sharing her money. ::a quick grin at that::
<LestradeJen> % Don't you have eyes Roberts? Jennings killed himself to stop from reporting on his friends.
<LestradeJen> % And if you don't get ahead of Holmes, we may have a few more bodies on our hands.
<LestradeJen> % Roberts>::eyes widen::
<Dr10> &:::The Doctor nods his head as he remembers Maxtible and the time he first met Victoria.:::
<LestradeJen> % Well get on with man! MOVE!
<SHolmes> & I think this mystery may well be a 6 pipe problem
<LestradeJen> % Roberts>::jumps and runs off to call in the calvary::
<DWFred> & LadyV> She also sparked my interest in the mystical, and began my training as a baal shem, before she died.
<DWFred> & :::Russell seizes upon this comment eagerly:::
<IrishTCat> & ::Irish yawns widely refreshed after a quick catnap::
<LestradeJen> & A fascinating training that must have been Lady Victoria.
<SHolmes> & While I think little of the Edwardian fad of Spiritualism, Jewish mysticism is another matter
<DWFred> & LadyV> Indeed it was!
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<SHolmes> & ::Carefully packs a black shag into the old briar and takes out a match::
<DWFred> <yea alisha!>
<LestradeJen> & ::notes the curious glances of the others:: Kabbalah is study devoted to the hidden workings and meanings of divine creation.
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<AlishaShatogi> <<hi! sorry I'm late, sis wouldn't get off.>>
<LestradeJen> <Hi Alisha!>
<SHolmes> <Hi, grab a seat or jump in>
<LestradeJen> <No prob. We're just gearing up for the grand finale cliffhanger.>
<IrishTCat> & ::Irish sits up in Freds lap to look around:: 
<IrishTCat> & Meow Meow Meow Meow :: Irish seems to be pointing out the local sites of interest:: 
<DWFred> & LadyV> There is great synchronicity between science's observations of the universe and kabbalah's.
<SHolmes> & I understand Lady Wyndham-Pryce, I had cause to look into it somewhat many years ago involving a notorious Eastend case
<DWFred> & :::Fred looks around at everything Irish points out:::
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<MaryRussellHolmes> & Indeed. One could say kabbalah is the science of religion.
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<DWFred> & Lady>It was thru my kabbalistic studies that I learned of the Doctor's imminent arrival.
<SHolmes> & It encouraged many to consider many things I long thought impossible ::Looks at Irish :::...it seems with good cause
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Oops, there goes Tuna.>
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Shall we move on to the club and the attack?>
<AlishaShatogi> <<poof.>>
<SHolmes> <Blast it seems to do that whenever we get to the end :-/>
<MaryRussellHolmes> & Of course, I should have realized.
<DWFred> & :::The automobile pulls up in front of the building housing Mycroft's flat::::
<MaryRussellHolmes> & ::car slows to a halt as two buildings, one ornate the other sedate, come into view on either side of the street::
<MaryRussellHolmes> & Ah, we seem to have arrived.
<DWFred> & LadyV> Not the name, but your presence itself.
<SHolmes> &  :::Opens the car door and stands holdinf it::
<MaryRussellHolmes> & ::takes husband's hand and steps out of car::
<DWFred> & :::LordWP's eyes widen, then he nods in understanding at his wife's comment::::
<SHolmes> & ::Next offers his hand to Fred::
<DWFred> & :::Fred takes Holmes' hand and steps out of the car:::
<IrishTCat> & ::Irish jumps down to investigate the floorboard while everyone elses gets out:: 
<DWFred> & ::::The Doctor sees LordWP's reaction::::
<SHolmes> & ::Offers assistance to Lady Wyndham-Pryce:::
<DWFred> & Doctor> What name was attributed to my presence, may I ask?
<MaryRussellHolmes> & ::bundles up against the cold evening air, casually gazing around the surroundings::
<SHolmes> & ::::Knocks out his ash into the kerb, he spots a speeding automobile::
<MaryRussellHolmes> & ::notes the building across the street with the markings Diogenes Club emblazoned above the ornate doorway::
<DWFred> & :::as the Doctor and LordWP get out of the car, across the street, the doors of an idling car open:::
<DWFred> & :::LadyV continues as she gets out of the car::
<DWFred> <that would be early morning air,Jen>
<MaryRussellHolmes> & Now I wonder what Mycroft knows about... this.. business.
<DWFred> & LadyV> The name is...
<MaryRussellHolmes> <It's still day? I thought they arrived in the afternoon and it's getting on with time.>
<SHolmes> & If it was Mycroft who summoned us, my dear Russell
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Oh well, change in the recon.>
<DWFred> <they arrived late nighttime new years eve, sorry if I didn't make that clear>
<MaryRussellHolmes> & ::sees 4 figures in wide-brimmed hats charge toward them::
<IrishTCat> & :: Irish pauses as he senses something hostile coming :: 
<DWFred> & Agents> DEATH TO THE WANDERING JEW!!!
<SHolmes> & I would be less surprised to see the Queen Mary round the sorner of this street than see Mycroft outside the confines of his beloved Diogenes
<DWFred> & :::LordWP catches the meaning instantly and hurls himself towards the Doctor::::
<SHolmes> & ::Throws down pipe and tries to grab his revolver::
<MaryRussellHolmes> & ::it all happens in a blur, but she takes in the threat, unmasking of guns and the aiming at the unwary Doctor::
<DWFred> & :::The agents open fire, weird beams of energy lashing thru the air:::
<IrishTCat> & :: Irish tries to jump out of the car but someone has shut the door on him :: 
<DWFred> & Fred> No!!!
<SHolmes> & ::Wonders what exacting the strange men are holding although how that act they are clearly deadly weapons::
<DWFred> & :::LordWP knocks the Doctor to the ground and tries to get out of the way of the weapons-fire:::
<IrishTCat> <<<I figure Irish got locked in the car or else he would have pounced >> 
<DWFred> & :::He can't quite make it and is hit by at least one of the beams, crumpling to the ground::
<DWFred> & LadyV> Geoffrey!!!
<MaryRussellHolmes> & ::the men take aim again at their intended target::
<DWFred> & :::anger and fear in Victoria's eyes, she reaches into her hand bag, pulling out an ornately carved glass bottle:::
<MaryRussellHolmes> & Lady Victoria get down! ::shouts as she steps in front of the Doctor::
<DWFred> & :::crouching while murmering in Hebrew, she tosses the vial out into the street, between them and the agents:::
<SHolmes> & ::Takes his wife hand and crouches bewteen her and the strange men::
<MaryRussellHolmes> & ::a thick cloud of smoke billows up from the ground consuming the attackers::
<IrishTCat> & ::Irish finally gets out of the car and starts to move toward the attackers growling fiercely::
<DWFred> & :::the vial shatters and a shimmering cloud of smoke quickly fills the air, forming a barrier between themselves and the agents:::
<MaryRussellHolmes> & ::with muttered curses, the 4 men disappear back into their car and speed away::
<DWFred> & :::the agents curse as their weapons fire is reflected back at them:::
<DWFred> & Agents> Let's get out of here!
<MaryRussellHolmes> & ::tries to note the markings on the speeding car, but there are none::
<DWFred> & ::they get back into the car and leave quickly::::
<SHolmes> & :::Looks over shoulder and observes the weird events in the street::
<DWFred> & :::Victoria turns and reaches her husband's side:::
<IrishTCat> & ::Irish growls in frustrastion as the men escpae so comes back to the car:: 
<DWFred> & :::Fred kneels next to Victoria and Geoffrey, helpless:::
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Wow, American skater Sara Hughes just landed 5 triple jumps.>
<DWFred> & LordWP> I'm sorry, my love, to be leaving so soon.
<MaryRussellHolmes> & ::rushes to provide assistance to Lord Wyndham-Price::
<IrishTCat> & ::Irish comes over and examines the wound then shakes his head :: 
<MaryRussellHolmes> & ::his pulse is weak and thready::
<MaryRussellHolmes> & ::looks up catching her husband's eye, shakes her head sadly::
<DWFred> & LadyV>:::holding her husband's hand:: Nonsense, Geoffrey, 50 years isn't soon.
<IrishTCat> & Meow Meow Meow Meow .. ::Irish seems to be talking to the Doctor and Fred :: 
<DWFred> & :::Tears filling her eyes, she bends over and kisses her husband softly:::
<DWFred> & LordWP> I'll be waiting for you, I promise.
<SHolmes> & :::Helping Russell up  is startled at the mention of 50 years
<DWFred> & :::he grasps his wife's hand urgently, looking intently at her:::
<DWFred> & LordWP> Remember, my dear..::gasping::...Remember...Avalon.
<DWFred> & ::His last breath escapes and he slumps, silent and lifeless:::
<MaryRussellHolmes> <pause Mary Russell>
<IrishTCat> <<Pause Irish T Cat >> 
<DWFred> & Fred>:::crying and not knowing it, she takes Irish into her arms and holds him close:::
<SHolmes> & ::: LOoks down at the late Lord Wyndham-Pryce and mutters:: I wonder... do we head west figuratively or literally?
<DWFred> & :::Victoria softly cries over the body of her husband:::
<DWFred> <pause LadyV, LordWP and Fred>
<SHolmes> <pause Holmes>
<DWFred> <<<The New Adventures of Dr. Who Simulation>>>
<DWFred> <<Dr.Who in "The Cup of Ages", Part Three>>
<DWFred> <<<by David A. Sharpe>>>
<DWFred> <,,,,,,,,,,eeeek>
*** SHolmes is now known as TheBrig
<AlishaShatogi> eek indeed.
<DWFred> <<<PAUSE SIM>>>
<DWFred> <<<CUT AND PRINT>>>
<MaryRussellHolmes> <And now for those who missed it...>
<DWFred> there we go, sigh
<MaryRussellHolmes> <Awe gee, I thought we were gonna do it all again.>
<MaryRussellHolmes> Bravo!
<DWFred> lol
<MaryRussellHolmes> Bravissimo!
<DWFred> hurray, good job, one and all
<TheBrig> Arthour!
<Jennings> good job on it, everyone
*** DWFred is now known as AlxKeegan
<MaryRussellHolmes> Good job guys. Good to have you back Rob!
<AlishaShatogi> my throat hurts... I think I have a cold...
<AlxKeegan> oh no, that's not good
<AlxKeegan> yes indeed, good to have you back rob, gave me one less role to play:-)
<MaryRussellHolmes> Now if you don't mind, I'm gonna go watch the ice skating. I wanna see who wins.
<AlxKeegan> sure thing
<AlxKeegan> see you all next week!!
<MaryRussellHolmes> Take care mon amis!
Session Close: Thu Feb 21 21:17:29 2002