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 Science Fiction/Futuristic The Speakeasy (Dream Catcher X Fyrangel)

Discussion in 'Roleplay Execution' started by Dream Catcher, Aug 25, 2019.

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    Name: Vincent Van Gelder (Vinny in the 20’s)
    Age: 35
    Occupation: Scientist of Temporal Physics
    Race: Caucasian/Human
    Height: 6’1
    Weight: 210lbs
    Hair | Color: Jet Black | Short and parted

    Bio: Vincent Van Gelder has been working in the Feldman-Yuri Laboratory for 5 years after graduating from Cal-tech University in 2062. He has always had a fascination with temporal physics since he was a small boy. He is very brilliant in his field. He thinks on his feet. He is a natural leader and can rationalize situations and find a good solution quickly. He has a great sense of humor and loves to drink bourbon whiskey. He is not married.
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    Name: Isobelle Angelo
    Age: 22
    Occupation: Widow of Rici Angelo; Owner of the Angelo Hotel and an illegal Speakeasy called Bella's.
    Race: Human/ Caucasian
    Height: 5'1
    Weight: 101
    Hair Color: Golden Blonde
    Eye Color: Smokey Grey Blue

    Bella was a singer and performer when Rici Angelo saw her. The older man was one of the wealthiest men who took one look at then 18 year old Bella and set his sights on her. He used all his power to force her into a marriage but two years later he died in his sleep and she became a very wealthy widow. Having been subjected to her late husband's control, Bella determined to have her own way. So now she runs things as she wants.
     
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    Bella walked through her hotel, her blond hair perfectly curled, her lips full and painted a bright red. Her long lashes fluttered as she smiled and inclined her head at people as she walked through the elegant lobby of the Angelo's Regency. Her hotel was the premiere place to stay in Chicago. She looked around pleased with the changes, there were touches she had planned like the elegant planters with their beautiful tall flowering trees that graced a lobby with Italian marble floors and crimson and gold rugs. The center of the lobby had curved couches and elegant chairs that were often taken by men wanting to read their papers, and women sitting down with tea to have a conversation. Though the Hotel had a wonderful restaurant and a tearoom, often people loved the lobby for its' people watching potential.

    She wore a beautiful suit in ivory trimmed with dark navy blue. The navy matched the hat that curled around her head leaving only the blond curls to hang down around her shoulder down her back. The hat had a carved ivory flower with golden center and her navy shoes had the typical heels and pointed toe with the crossed straps. Her heels clicked across the floor as she headed to the door that would lead her into the cellar of the building. She wanted to check on some of the boxed items that would go into the Speakeasy, she was looking for several boxes of cut crystal stemware that seemed to be missing from Bella's.

    She stepped into the dark room and carefully lit the gas lanterns. While she had invested in electric lighting upstairs, here she still had to work with the gas lights. She puzzled over the boxes as she looked around.
     
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    The dark room flashed a moment as a soft breeze became the result. What sounded like electrical humming broke through the quietness of the basement. Again, another bright flash lit up the room followed by a more intense breeze. The smell of ozone filled the basement from the random eruption of light. Suddenly a loud electrical buzz boomed in the center of the basement. Dust, light weight boxes and papers blew all over the basement as the light rapidly flicked like that of a lightning storm. The wind was enough to off balance anyone standing next to it. From the center of the light eruption laid a man on the ground. The light dissipated and the wind calmed.

    The man was unconscious and rather unusual. His jet black hair was that of a 21st century hairstyle; messed up and gelled. He hadn't shaved in a couple of days. His clothing is a white jumpsuit made from an unknown material from the 20's aspect. In the jumper front left pocket was stuffed with pens with an ID badge on the right that read "Van Gelder, Vincent. Temporal Physics Division | Feldman-Yuri Laboratories . Issued February 12th, 2065" A slim glassy rectangular object slid out of his pocket and onto the ground; a mid 21st century cell phone that flipped opened and turned into a tablet. Once the phone touched the ground the screen lit up; showing a prompt to input a password. The light was bright from the phone; enough to light up the area around the man until the screen went dim due to battery saving mode; then off.
     
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    Bella moved closer and knelt by the man. He was strange and when she saw the badge and the other things, her heart beat raced. "It is like the book... The Time Machine... someone from the future..." she was in awe. She was one of the rare women who was well educated and well read. Her library was filled with books ranging from non-fiction to the greatest fiction of her era and previous eras. Her eyes moved over him. How could she get him up to her apartment, it wouldn't do for others to find him, someone might get paranoid and harm him.

    She picked up his hand and felt that his pulse was beating steadily. She gently patted his face. "Mr. Van Gelder?" she spoke softly. She had a beautiful accent, not the rough Chicago of the time but more French. Then again, Isabella had been born in France and had Immigrated to America.

    Finally she determined she would have to call down one of the workers she employed, but who to call. She chose Chen Ying, he was a young Asian man that she had found being beaten on her doorstep. His skill with repairs had made him a valued worker. She went to the small device it would call up to the desk.

    "Martin, could you ask Chen Ying to come to the cellar, I need his assistance bringing up some things." she spoke into the pipe.

    "Of course Miss Isabella." the older man who ran the front desk spoke.

    A few minutes later, the man arrived.

    "Miss Isabella, what need you?" Chen sometimes got the grammar wrong but he was a good man.

    "Chen, can you help me bring this gentleman up to my suite. He was helping me and fell and I feel I must take care of him." she stated.

    Chen nodded and the strong young man bent and lifted Vincent into his arms. He was tall for an Asian, standing over 6' but also broad built unlike many Asians. Probably because his father was not Asian, but his features were.

    "I will carry him Miss Isabella." he managed to get Vincent over his shoulder.

    Isabella had all the items that might seem odd in a small bag and she followed as they went up to her Penthouse.

    She directed Chen to a guest room and had him lay the man on the bed. "Bring me a cold cloth." she told Chen.

    In minutes she had that as well and she laid it over Vincent's head. "You can go Chen. Thank you." she said softly.

    Chen bowed and left her presence and she sat beside the bed, waiting for her guest to wake.
     
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    Vincent laid still for a few minutes and slowly opened his eyes. The imaged that immediately came to him was the ceiling; which was totally different than the lab and the room that is provided for him by the company. Everything was hazy. Blurred. Foggy. He was unsure if he was awake or asleep. He swallowed and closed his eyes as he shifted his head to the side. He opened his eyes to see a cabinet of some sort with a basket of flowers. It looked old; quite old. That is, old to him. His eyes closed slowly and he shifted his head to the other side and forced his eyes open. He saw a figure of a woman sitting next to him. He couldn't make out her features but she was definitely not a lab technician. In fact, nothing about this room was anything remotely like the lab. His eyes grew heavy once again and he shifted his head back to resting position; looking upwards. He saw an old light fixture on the ceiling that was dim. On the fixture was an old fashion incandescent bulb. His eyes widened as he still hasn't made the connection to being in the past.

    Is that an incandescent bulb? He thought to himself. It can't be... those haven't been used in 70 years... he further thought. His eyes remained opened and he shifted to where the lady was sitting. She was more clear to him. Her hair. Her makeup. Her clothing. This.... this isn't right. Where in the hell am I? He thought to himself. He was very confused but his mind wasn't working fully yet. He looked at her a few moments as his vision was coming back to him. He looked past her and saw an old painting on the wall. Beside that was an old style window. The window was surrounded by wallpaper. The room smelled odd. It was not a bad smell but it smelled nothing like the smell of running equipment and the smell of circuits and the smell plastic materials. The room was quiet and not that of humming power sources and the beeps of computers running computations. He closed his eyes once again and swallowed. He was thirsty.

    "Where... where am I?" he said softly as he looked back at the light on the ceiling. "Is this a hotel?" he further added.
     
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    Bella nodded, "you are in my home and my hotel, the Angelo's Regency. I am Bella Angelo." she reached to the side and poured him a glass of water. "Here.. you should have a drink, you were passed out in my Cellar... with so many strange things, it was like the story by H.G.Wells." she said softly. She had a light lilting accent and long blond hair. "Please.. your name is Van Gelder?" she asked.

    She didn't want to upset him. "You are safe here." she told him. "Rest a bit longer I will arrange some food. You should probably eat lightly, you may have hit your head." she looked down at him and put her slender hand on his. When she rose, it was obvious from her dress that she was not from his time. Her dress was a beautiful drop waist and she was obviously slender. The overlay of the dress was lace and had delicate beading in floral patterns. The under dress was a deep blue that just set off her deep grey-blue eyes.

    She walked to the door and looked over her shoulder, "I will be right back with the food." she gave him a little smile.
     
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    As she told him about her getting the food, it took him a few moments to comprehend what she was saying. When she asked about his name he responded.

    "Vincent. My name is Vincent Van Gelder. You are most kind, Bella." he said softly as he still wasn't sure what was going on. However, the water she handed him looked like a glass of liquid diamond to a geologist. He drank the water quickly and coughed slightly as he got a bit strangled. He finished the last little sip that was left and held the glass. His vision was pretty much normal now as he checked out the room in more detail. His memory of him trying to chase the thief through the time portal has not surfaced yet. He felt slightly dizzy and sat up slowly. He old style spring mattress squeaked as he moved. His head was slightly aching from the event. His tilted his head back and rubbed his neck. He was still thirsty. Now, he was hungry. He looked at the wooden floor beneath this feet with an area rug in the middle of the room. He slowly stood up and stumbled slightly before getting his balance. He held onto the side of the mattress. He stood fully upright and stretched slightly as he looked around again. He glanced around the room and saw a square calendar on the wall. The slowly walked over to it and saw that the date read March 1926.

    "March. Nineteen twenty six. Twenty six..." he repeated. His eyes widened.

    "TWENTY SIX!? Oh god!. I'm in the past! I'M IN THE PAST!" he said loudly as he jerked the calendar off the wall and flipped through the pages. ~March. April. May June..... November. December. 1926.~

    "Twenty Six. It's all twenty six!" he said as he dropped the calendar. He looked around in a panic.

    "Oh SHIT!" he called out again as he looked at the old room. He looked over at the table next to the bed and saw his cell phone sitting there. No doubt Bella had brought it with her when she brought him to that room. She had to have hit a button to turn the screen on. She had to have seen it. His badge on his jumper. The date on his badge. His name. His heart began to pound. How could he explain himself? She already knew. He was dangerous. He could destroy the future. He shouldn't be there. He had to leave.

    He ran to the table where his phone was and grabbed it. He looked around for anything else that belonged to him but didn't see anything. He quickly ran to the door and opened it. He ran into the hallway and bumped into a couple that was walking by. The man wore a black suit and bow tie. His hair was slicked back and he carried a cane. The woman had long black hair with a black hat that was tilted on the side. She wore a long red dress and carried a black hand purse. They gasped as he bumped into them. The woman covered her mouth as Vincent looked at her with panic in his eyes. He then looked at the man that was standing there staring him down. He looked the man over and quickly turned away to run down the hall.
     
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    Bella returned to find her guest had run. He would be in so much trouble, he would never understand how to fit in. She set the tray with the soup and bread down and walked out . She needed to find him and the chaos he was leaving in his wake was just easy to follow.

    As she approached the couple staring with total upset down the hall she took a breath and smiled "I'm so sorry. My friend has been suffering a fever. He's feeling a bit off. Please forgive his running into you. Tell Kenneth to please put your dinner on my bill." she inclined her head.

    It eased the man and woman. "Do you need help Mrs. Angelo." the man's eyes were a bit hard and she knew he was probably one of Capone's boys.

    "No... no.. Vinnie just likely had a fever induced nightmare, that's what the doctor warned could happen, I should have made sure someone was sitting with him." she hurried down the hall after her future traveler.

    She ran holding her skirts and saw him, "Vincent.. please... Come back.. You aren't in condition to be out there." she looked and hoped he would listen. If not she would have to hope he could survive till someone could help him.

    She paused and waited hoping for him to come back.
     
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    Vincent stopped and realized the words that she spoke. Nothing could be more true. He shouldn't be out in public wearing his mid-21st century clothing. He would get picked up by the police for sure. He turned and looked at Bella a moment as he felt his face getting moist from perspiration. He quickly calmed down and made his way back to her. The way he acted made him seem as if he was ashamed. He wasn't. He couldn't face the fact that he was in contact with a woman 141 years in his past that knew something was off about him. He didn't want to make matters worse. His mind still wasn't clear enough to handle this situation rationally. He looked at the ground for a few moments and he took his final steps in front of her. He slowly looked up at her and made eye contact.

    "You're right. I better return to my room..." he said softly as the thirst was still messing with his voice. He looked down at his white jumper and ran his hand down his chest. He knew his jumper had to go and he must find clothing to wear to blend into this time period.

    "I'm. I'm still in my pajamas. I don't have any clothes..." he said softly as he looked at her with almost a pitiful look about him. He still found it hard to look at her. His mind raced and his heart pounded. Is it possible he was altering the timeline at that very moment? His voice was shaky.

    "Could I. Uh. Could you find me some clothes to borrow? I feel silly in my nightwear." he stated with a slight smile.
     
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    She smiled, "Of course, I'll have Chen bring some clothing up." she took his arm and guided him back. "Come, eat and relax while I get you some clothing. And you can explain what brought you here." she looked breathtaking in her evening wear. "You don't want to get on that man's bad side, he is one of the Capone boys." she whispered softly to him as she guided him back to her Penthouse.

    Bella smiled and led him to the elegant Dining room and a maid brought the food in. Soup in a tureen first. She left him sitting and returned with a large robe. "It was my late husband's but it should cover you while I get you clothes."

    Her eyes looked at him as she served the soup and offered him some rolls to go with it. "Vincent... please just don't lie to me. Your clothes, your things.. they say you are from... another time. Please let me help you." she looked at him. The Maid had left a cart with the rest of dinner on it. It smelled wonderful, roast beef and potatoes, a grand meal. "I know there is something odd with you, I am not stupid." she looked into his eyes. "What you tell me will stay just between us."
     
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    The smell of the delicious food was making his stomach do cartwheels in his body. He had not realized how hungry he was until the food was brought. He always had a habit of skipping dinners, lunches and breakfast to do his work. He graciously took a roll and smiled.

    “You are most kind to help me.” he said as he took a bite of the roll. Before he knew it he crammed the whole roll into his mouth and was chewing like a starving animal. He didn’t realize the name ‘Capone’ when she explained to him that he ran into one of his boys. He was still very disoriented. He did, however tell when her voice changed from the generous welcoming sound to ‘down to business’ as she said as her next statement; which chilled him to the bone. He couldn’t help but stare like a deer in headlights at what she had said. His heart, rapidly pounding had now just stopped. She knew he wasn’t from her time. She knew he was from the future which what he hoped she didn’t know. Although the evidence was clear and there was no possible way to get himself out of it, he had to confide in her.

    He swallowed his chewed roll and looked down.

    “Alright. My name is Vincent Van Gelder. I’m a scientist at the Feldom-Yuri Laboratories in Chicago. That is… Chicago in the year…” he said as he looked up at her and looked into her eyes. “2067. I’m from the temporal physic department that was working on sending objects into the past. It was never meant for and tested for bio-matter such as living beings.” he said feeling completely exposed. His emotions were nude and he was at her mercy at that moment. Truth, in this case was better than a continued lie as he knew no one that could help him. He was a victim of time and alienated from his own time. His best chance for survival was to accept his new life at the moment.

    “I guess you could say I am the worlds first time traveler.” he said softly as that just occurred to him. He placed his hand over Bella’s hand and leaned forward. He was desperate.

    “Please. You can’t tell anyone. For one they will think you’re crazy. Two, if they believe you, they will hunt me down and confiscate my items for study which will severely alter the timeline. Temporal Physics 101 states that matter what the intentions are to change the timeline, there will always be a negative recourse. I have to figure out how to - “ he stopped as he looked at her. The image of him following a man into the portal entered his mine.

    “My god. That’s why I’m here. I was following a man into the portal. A gang leader. Someone whom wanted to escape being arrested and entered my time portal. I chased him into it. Bella. He’s here! Somewhere. The other man hell bent on disrupting the timeline. He’s here in 1926. I have to find him!” he said urgently as he started to get up. He still wasn’t in any shape to start a chase. He needed food. Water. Clothing and guidance to the time period. If he was lucky, the thief would not have such luck and he would be struggling.
     
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    Bella reached over and put a slender hand on his. "Do not worry, I will help you. We can find this man, if he is a thief, he'll find himself dealing with Capone and his boys. They rule the streets here. Anything that is stolen, fenced, or illegally run is in Capone's territory. He leaves me alone because I have money and I let him and his boys come to the Illegal Speakeasy I run in the second basement. It's called Bella's." she looked into his eyes. "I'm an oddity here. Since my husband was so much older and died relatively soon after my marriage, I inherited everything and I choose to run it myself. Though I sometimes use other men to give my orders. It keeps things calm."

    She walked over and brought the succulent beef that her cooks had made with the roasted potatoes. She set the platter in the center of the table and motioned Vincent to take what he wanted. "Clothes I can get you... but you'll need a job and money if you are going to find him. He will stand out... I know.. can you tend bar?" she asked him taking a sip of her wine with dinner.

    She was formulating a way to have him work for her, it was a good place since a lot of business especially the illegal kind was done in her Speakeasy. It let her keep information quiet. And she'd proven her ability to keep things quiet. Capone appreciated that. And he gave her the respect she was due.

    "After dinner I'll have the tailor sent up, he can measure you and bring some clothes that will fit you. " Bella was quite adept at handling problems.
     
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    Vincent smiled at her offer of the delicious meal that is now presented in front of him. He didn't waste time to serve himself. He also smiled at the mention of the word 'Speakeasy' as he hardly ever hears that term at all in his time period. 'Speakeasy' for alcohol. So people can indulge themselves in illegal contraband in a somewhat safe environment. Which means this was the prohibition era that won't be over for nearly ten years. He continued to listen to her words until she asked if he could tend a bar.

    "A bartender?" he said as he looked at her and licked some juice off his thumb after placing the fork back into the beef tray. He took his fork and poked at the beef as the thought a moment. "I did have a part time job as a bartender at O'Malley's Pub. This Irish place in my home town while I was going to college. I learned a few drinks and tricks. I'll have to remember the drink recipes but I think I can do that." he said as he stuffed some large bites of food into his mouth and chewed.

    He looked at her and smiled. He was very grateful that she is willing to help him. Feeding him. Giving him a place to stay. A job. Clothing. She was very kind and he would make it up to her when he got the chance. He finished his bite and swallowed. "I just have to learn more about your time so I can integrate. The human race has become quite quirky in 140 years... you have no idea."
     
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    She nodded, "Good, we will have you work there.... good place to listen, if someone strange shows up, there will be talk and you can hear about it." she looked beautiful in her dress, her eyes were beautiful and she just had a sense of elegance. "You know when I came to Chicago.. an Immigrant from France, my voice and my looks were all I had. My late husband saw me singing and gave me a job and then married me. He was really a rather horrid man but he was already ailing and I was a good wife to him, faithful and caring and he knew it, when he died I found he had left me everything. Much to the anger of some of his distant relatives, some distant cousins were all that was left but I made a deal with Capone..... he can have his meetings and his rooms here, and he would make certain no one took away what was mine." she hated admitting she'd basically made a deal with the devil but there it was.

    "I can imagine that it must be very different, very strange to come to the past. Just like I would be out of place in your time. I would not know what to do." she spoke quietly. When the meal was done she put the dishes on the cart for the maid to get. "Come.. we will go into the sitting room and the tailor will be summoned. He will make certain you are well outfitted and you can stay here... I have the room. Besides... I would love to hear stories of your time. Just for my own knowledge." she smiled gently at him.
     
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    Vincent listened about her husband and Capone. He didn't know whether to admire the situation she was in or pity her. Sometimes business can be a fickle thing- other times they never work out the way you planned but it still works. However, this wasn't his concern. He wiped his mouth and stood from the table. The meal tasted better than it smelled; which smelled very delicious. He threw the napkin on the table and pushed his chair in.

    "You are most kind to help me, Mrs Angelo." he said charmingly as he allowed her to walk first to show him the way. Although he had grown a custom to his jumper that he has wore for a couple of years, he felt like a clown at an elegant dinner party. He was ready to change. The thrill of wearing 1920's clothing was exciting to him. He remembered his grand father talking about the stories he heard from his grand father growing up in the 1920's. Although, he couldn't remember his grand fathers grandfathers name; it would be amazing to see the man in this time period.

    "I would love to tell you about my time. In fact, my phone has a lot from my time period. Pictures. Music. Messages. Games..." he stated as he knew this would be a crazy concept to Bella. "I'll just have to show it to you." he said smiling.
     
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    She smiled, "Come, relax." she led him and let him take a chair.

    The tailor came up and began measuring him. His hostess left him alone while the man did the measurements since he would be in a slight stay of undress. The man had brought a chest of basic clothes and undergarments he began to set things up and made some quick adjustments to that he could have something to wear till the other clothes were done. When the measurements were done he called so she could come back in.

    "What will you need Mrs. Angelo."

    "Vinnie is a friend of the family Arthur.. he will need casual clothing and at least two formal suits and a couple of sunday suits. He will need some business wear and work clothes." she stated. "And shoes." She stated. "How soon can you have the things... A thief robbed him and took his suitcase." she blinked her eyes.

    "Oh miss.. and Sir... I'm so sorry, I have some basic work clothes that will fit him and underclothes. I'll have at least one suit and some regular clothes by tomorrow evening and the rest by the end of the week. I'll bring them myself and the shoes. " he assured.

    She let him go and poured Vincent a brandy and a small one for herself. "Here... it will sooth things for you." she offered.
     
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    Vincent took the brandy and smiled. He gave a slight head bow of thankfulness to her.

    "Thank you. I don't know how I could ever repay you. You have done so much for me." he stated as he took a sip of his brandy and studied the taste. It was very tasty. His eyebrows lifted with satisfaction and he took another sip. He let out an exhale of delight. That did sooth things for him. "Delicious." he remarked as his mind started turning with the prior events of his travel. He sat the drink down on the table next to him and leaned forward. He placed his elbows on his knees and rubbed his eyes.

    "Mrs. Angelo." he said using respect. "Earlier I stated there was another man with me in the time portal. The thief..." he said as he started rubbing his hands together. He looked hesitant to speak. He was hesitant but only because revealing time travel to a woman 141 years in his past was still an odd feeling for him. He knew he could trust her.

    "The man was robbing our lab of equipment, tools and other supplies. Also, there was a fluctuation in the temporal matrix when I entered the portal. It was never designed for a large mass such as two grown men. The temporal field expanded momentarily. When I entered the portal I ran into the side of a roller table that contained a lot of the equipment that we used to study the time portal. There's no way they didn't fall into the portal with me. Now, when we tested the portal several times we sent simple atomic clocks in at different time intervals and retrieved them at the same time. They showed that the time difference based on the moment of entry differed significantly. For example. We synchronized two atomic clocks and sent one through. We then sent an atomic clock in thirty seconds after we sent the first one. We retrieved both clocks at the same time. The second clock showed a 4 hour difference from the first clock. So there is some kind of temporal destabilization factor that I have to consider. So... if entered the portal and the equipment was engulfed a couple of seconds later... some of my equipment may have come through the portal several minutes after you found me. Which means some of my equipment might be in your cellar right now!" he stated as he jumped up quickly. He couldn't let anyone else find them.
     
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    She nodded, "Put on your new clothes, the ones the Tailor left and I will take you down. We can bring them up here to store till you finish collecting everything." she promised as she rose and let him get changed. In her own room she swapped to a pair of pants and a blouse. If she was going to help him that was needed. It was rare women wore pants but she did occasionally when she was working or cleaning. Her eyes moved around as she tied her boots onto her feet and then made her way out to the living area.

    She sat to wait in that lovely room and worked to braid her long hair into a thick rope. she looked elegant and beautiful as she sat, straight backed and her hands wove the golden strands to easily. Her fingers were long and elegant and just watching the way they moved with her weaving would make any man wonder how those supple fingers would feel on him. She looked over her shoulder when she finally heard Vincent coming back.

    "So.. we shall go to the cellar. Where do you think the other man would have come through? Here or somewhere else?" she was curious about it, did time travel also transpose space, was it fluid and didn't stick to one area. And how bad could it be if this other man messed with things in her time.
     
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    Vincent was dressed in a white long sleeve shirt that was tucked into black slacks. he had black suspenders holding his pants up and polished shoes. He had his hair combed over to match the hair style of most of the men in that time period. Not only did the look suit him but he felt like a million bucks. He was smiling ear to ear as he approached. He carried his jumper suit folded up. He placed them on the couch arm and pulled out a black newsboy hat that was tucked in the back of his pant waistband and put it on his head.

    "Now. I can definitely get use to this!" he stated as he held his arms out as if he was modeling clothing. He adjusted his suspenders and took a step forward. "I'm ready to go to the cellar. Though. We will need a box to hide them in until we can get back to the room. Most of the equipment will stick out like a sore thumb in this era. They are sleek in design, flashing lights and so on. It would arouse curiosity by others if it was spotted."

    As they left he answered her questions.

    "Typically he should arrive in the same place as I did... but since he didn't, I'm assuming he must have arrived somewhere else. Maybe there is some kind of displacement of location. I'm not sure. All the variables that the thief and I introduced into the mix has had random results. To be honest, I'm not even sure my equipment will be in the cellar. When the time portal destabilized, it may have scattered everything all over Chicago. I truly do not know what to expect." he stated as he put his hands into his pocket and acted like a casual 20's male.
     
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    She nodded, "There are plenty of crates in the cellar, we can use one to load up your things and lock them away." she told him taking his arm. Her hand was small and delicate. "I am glad you arrived here Vincent... you are something my life needed, a bit of excitement in a rather boring life." her eyes danced. "We will take the elevator to the lobby and then the stairs down to the cellar.

    She guided them unerringly to the lobby and threw it. People who knew her inclined heads and studied him curiously, as if it was such an oddity to see her with anyone. "They are not used to seeing me with a man, at least not one I am treating as a man and not just a worker." she smiled as she whispered softly to him. She led him behind where the front desk was to a door that was locked, pulling a key she unlocked the door and opened it.

    She walked down with him into the large cellar. Boxes of items were placed neatly, organized by types of items and there towards the back where he'd been were strange items that were not something she'd seen. She moved to find him a box to put his things in. She found a large basket and some smaller boxes.

    "Tell me about your things?" she wanted to know it was excited to get a glimpse of the future.