Topic: The Onyx Lotus

Scotty

Date: 2010-01-03 02:30 EST
It was before dawn when Scotty went out, the key firmly tucked in his coat pocket from, of all things, the Ark of the Covenant. He'd gone to bed a bit late, still trying to absorb all this that Tara handed him, but he was fairly alert despite that. Determined.

He retrieved his and Harold's Fresians from the boarding stable and borrowed the cart and harness for the horses, and he managed to have them drag the Ark up a jury-rigged ramp into the back of the cart. Curiously, the floorboards it had splintered in the Red Dragon were repaired. Scotty didn't even blink; it wasn't the first time the bar had done something like that.

It was just getting towards dawn when the Ark was on its way into the West End. Scotty had his phaser, but all was quiet in the section of the city everyone warned him to avoid. He did have to stop and ask directions, and once he got them, it wasn't that far. Brian Ravenlock had pointed him here, and in all honestly, he'd be glad to allow far older, likely wiser, hopefully trustworthy people handle these things.

The shop itself wasn't open yet. So, he sat and waited. The Ark was covered with a couple of old blankets. And inside were the Spear of Destiny (or Holy Lance), supposedly the one that had speared Christ. And inside were three golden apples, Gaia's gift to Zeus and Hera at their wedding, fabled to grant immortality.

There was one thing that wasn't, though.

Hope remained at home, in a jar that was deceptively simple looking.

Scotty didn't really know if he believed in God; he was mostly an agnostic, not really believing one way or the other. And he didn't really want immortality, either. The Ark, the Lance and the Apples were items of fascination, curiosity. And thoughtful gifts, Tara had given him.

But the last...

It didn't matter if it was real or not. Scotty would treat it like it was. Hope remained at home.

The sunrise broke as he waited.

Myllyanna Lotus

Date: 2010-01-03 21:01 EST
Ming and Ling appeared out of the sunrise shadows along the steps and tippie toed quickly to the door of the dark shoppe the minute the front door cracked opened. The twin cats slipped inside and out of sight.

Lights appeard to fill the shoppe's inner wallls as the scent of morning tea and od spices drifted thru the door as it was Ami that stepped over the threshold and into a bow.

"Sir, Good Morning."

Myllyanna let the drapes of the upstairs window fall closed.

Scotty

Date: 2010-01-03 21:11 EST
Scotty had been half lost in thought, but that didn't stop him from being observant enough, at least, to catch the door cracking and the cats slipping in. An then a voice:

"Sir, Good Morning."

He gave a smile back, climbing down from the borrowed cart. Took a breath in the morning air, and then nodded to the back of it. "Brian Ravenlock sent me here; I have a few things that he said ye folks here might be able t' help me handle." Namely speaking, what Tara considered Christmas presents. Thoughtful, aye. A burden? Oh, aye.

Myllyanna Lotus

Date: 2010-01-03 22:28 EST
"A heavy burden if you came to my humble little shop," Myllyanna stood now behind Ami's small form.

Of course she was no stranger to the Ravenlock name, "If he suggested to bring them here, then we'll take care of it. The cart and animals are yours?"

She was handing Ami a small drawstring pouch of money to compensate Scotty for the cart. The horses and tack of course would be returned with him. It would just be easier to use the cart he brought to save time forall involved and, it was rare for anyone to turn down a new cart.

She was still toying with the idea that he was requesting 'help' which hinted to a 'favor'... things do lightly around the Lotus. Unlike many in her position, she was not too big on greed and let that thought slip out of her mind as Ami headed down the steps towards Scotty. She'd have Chong and the others take it from here.

"When you are done Ami, find ad tell Garet he has work to do at once. After all he's got a lot of catching up to do."

Scotty

Date: 2010-01-03 22:40 EST
"Aye. Well, th' horses are. Th' cart an' harnesses are borrowed." He blinked in a bit of confusion as the pouch of money was offered, then took it when it was explained. He'd have to tell those he borrowed it off of at the stable that they'd have to get themselves a new one.

That didn't particularly surprise Scotty. The Ark of the Covenant was heavy. There was a reason why Tara brought it by elephant.

He looked past Ami to Myllyanna, nodding. "He said ye lot were trustworthy. An'... uhm, given what that supposedly is," he jerked his head back towards the blanket covered Ark, letting the thought hang. And pulled the golden key out, holding it out. "Supposedly, it's th' Ark o' th' Covenant. An' th' Spear o' Destiny, as well as three golden apples are in it. They were Christmas presents from a friend o' mine, but I dinna think I'm quite... well, I'm nae really qualified to have 'em." He nodded smartly. He was a short, baby-faced teenager, not even a full year into legal adulthood. The spear that lanced Christ was way out of his league.

"Ye'll need this t' open it. Will ye make sure they're kept safe?" Eyebrows up, as he asked. Maybe naive. Maybe outright stupid, in this case, but Ravenlock had given him no reason to second-guess his words that these people were trustworthy.

Plus, well... the Ark of the Covenant. What could he possibly use it for?

Garet

Date: 2010-01-03 23:07 EST
Ami found Garet alright.. And half dressed, as he was, there was no stopping the scholar, once he had heard, what Ami had said, granted it took more than once for it to sink in.. It seems, Ami had been told on her way, what exactly the young man had brought, and indeed if what she said rang true, Garet absolutely had to see for himself!!

So down the stairs, he tore, literally half dressed with a binder notepad in hand, coupled with his work kit, creating quite the ruckus indeed, as he bounded steps, by twos and threes, even so much as sliding down the bannister itself, as he then burst through the entrance on to the scene.. His eyes wide, as he looked between the pair, still not realizing he was half dressed.

"My lady I am here! Where are the parcels, has anyone opened anything, please for the love of all that is Holy, and Unholy, do not tell me, they have been opened!"

As a servant girl came running behind him, with the rest of his uniform, and shoes, Garet was still eyeing all nearby, as his eyes then rested upon the cart.. Ignoring the servant girl, he stepped towards the cart itself..

"Brian was right.. This is where you needed to come, Sir."

Scotty

Date: 2010-01-03 23:15 EST
"Well... they were opened. I mean, they were Christmas presents, an' Tara told me to, an' I didna ken that she'd gone an' given me th' Ark o' th' Covenant, o' all things."

Scotty rubbed the back of his head, sheepishly, holding the key out to whom he assumed was Garet. "Mind, if ye open it, that it gives off this blindin' white light. She made me promise while I was still blinkin' spots out o' my vision that I'd keep 'em safe. But I dinna think I'm qualified fer that, quite, either."

Garet

Date: 2010-01-03 23:40 EST
Carefully Garet took the key, and bowed before Scotty, as he answered.

"Thank you, Sir. I am Garet Jax, and I specialize in matters such as this.. My uncle, he was right to direct you here. I will make sure, this is kept safe, secured. The Lady's care, is indeed the best place for something of this.. magnitude.."

Garet approached the cart, as a hand lifted.. Fingers traced the cart itself, as they slipped underneath the Ark's covering.. As they traced it, slowly.. Oh the joygasm, Garet might have had, to be near such an object.. Such a contrast to his uncle, who was quite the opposite, yet each knew what they were dealing with.. This had to be secured, and this was in fact the place, to do such a thing.. Still half dressed, Garet looked to the Lady, and Scotty, as he spoke once more..

"Yes, this is it.. There is no doubt, we need to secure this, right away, Milady. My uncle was wise, in leading this gentleman to you. I can get to work right away, as soon as we get it inside, and secured."

Myllyanna Lotus

Date: 2010-01-03 23:52 EST
She'd wait for him to realize that t was still.... winter while Chong and his brothers, of a sort, would handle the rest of the labor a little too easily.

"Now, Mr. Jax, " she moved just step inside the door as she spoke. "If you need to make any further deals or amends with this gentleman, I'll leave that to you and the means allotted for acquisitions. I know we still have much to talk about pertaining to ... other work."

"Ami, stay near by for when Mr.Jax notices its January and needs a shirt." was all that was left as she went back into the depths of the store, leaving Ami standing on the steps patiently.

Scotty

Date: 2010-01-03 23:59 EST
Scotty watched Myllyanna head back inside, then looked back at Garet, both eyebrows up. He hadn't thought too hard about the other fellow's half-naked state, but she did rather have a point.

Though, it was somehow gratifying to see the excitement in Garet's eyes. Reminded him a good bit of when he hit on a theory or a lead in engineering that sent him into a tizzy of thought and the burning joy of just... learning, trying, reaching.

He smiled some, at the thought. A good thought, in this particular time. "D'ye need me fer anything more, Mister Jax?" he asked.

Garet

Date: 2010-01-04 00:17 EST
Snapped back to the here and now, and fact he was half naked, Garet nodded to the Lady, as she took her leave.. Approaching Scotty, the young man smiled, and addressed him once more.

"Sir, Scotty was it? I'm sorry.. I'm Garet, and apparently, I am half dressed and look like an idiot.. But rest assured, we will keep these articles safe, within these walls for you. I just need to know where you are staying, and the best way to remain in contact with you, if I may."

As others approached, to begin to carefully transport the items, inside, Garet offered a nod and smile to Scotty, as he gratefully took his clothes in hand, and dressed right there in the street.

Scotty

Date: 2010-01-04 00:27 EST
"Aye, Scotty. An' I'm stayin' at th' Red Dragon, Room 16." Scotty offered his hand, after Garet was finished dressing. "If ye need t' get ahold o' me, an' I'm at work, I work at GAME under Silas Greyshott, an' at Silverblood Lines fer Mai Silverblood, too. Both in th' Market."

That was about all that Scotty could think of. He was relieved to have artifacts like that off his hands, and it seemed to really make Garet's day, which was a nice bonus. "A pleasure meetin' ye, Garet; thanks fer th' help with this, aye? An' dinna worry about it," he added, nodding at the clothes. "I've gone an' worked theory in my boxers. Got kidnapped once in 'em too."

Garet

Date: 2010-01-04 00:36 EST
"Kidnapped in your boxers!? Oh my! Now that sounds like an adventure indeed, Scotty. I admit, I tend to lose myself in my work, and the rest of the world around me too. Rest assured, I will take very good care of these, and keep in touch as well. If you need anything, you can contact me here, with no trouble at all."

Looking at the crew, as they lead the cart and it's contents inside, Garet smiled widely, as he looked to Scotty again, and bowed deeply.

"Thank you again, Sir! This mea.. You have no.. Oh thanks, again for such an opportunity!!"

Garet rose, and offered a hand to shake.. A kid in the candy store indeed, was he, and he made no bones about it showing. This was a literal once in a lifetime chance, and Garet was so thankful, to boot.

Plus he got to meet someone like Scotty, in the process. He hoped one day, he would be able to have the chance to speak with him in the Inn. He could imagine the stories indeed, Scotty must have, especially if he was pinched in his knickers, no less!

Scotty

Date: 2010-01-04 00:43 EST
"Just Scotty," he replied, at the 'sir'. "Thanks fer bein' willin' t' keep in touch."

Scotty shook Garet's hand, chuffed by the reaction. He'd fainted sometime around Pandora's Jar, and Garet was much better at handling this, apparently, than he had been last night. Maybe he'd show Garet the Jar sometime, too. Though most of his instincts suggested hiding it somewhere secure and telling no one where it was.

He took a deep breath of the cold morning air, then stepped back, taking the reins to their horses. "Take care o' yerself, then, Garet. It really was a pleasure." And Scotty meant that sincerely. It was a good start to the day, and he was absurdly grateful for that feeling right now.

And with a good-natured grin and wave back, he turned and headed back towards the boarding stable to return his horses and their harness.