Atadiusti Posted January 22, 2010 Report Posted January 22, 2010 Not sure what I can say about this one... It seems pretty self-explanatory to me. Mortimer meets up with Sir/Professor/Dr. Wahlter Thibodeax and company assembling the first of the crew bound in search of Cook. You'll notice that Wahlter is a doctor and professor of Archaeology, that he is knighted, and that he is going senile. After I (and Ozymandias) made this character, we discovered that he's so much more bad-ass than Indiana Jones ever could be, and that's just the way we like him. Setting: Die Welke Pub, Düsseldorf, West Germany; August, 2009 AD, Afternoon Mortimer sits at bar in the loud, though not so crowded, pub (Most of the noise is coming from Wahlter and Daeic) Mortimer leans in towards the bartender. “I'm looking for a Dr. Thibodeaux! A pilot next-door said I could find him here! Would you point him out to me please?” He asks over the din. the bartender points. “Sir Vahlter? He is over at that table mit his employees! Der Doktor is the old Englishman!” Mortimer comes over to Wahlter's table. Wahlter is enjoying his second tankard of ale. Daeic is busy devouring his chicken wings. There are two empty seats across from Wahlter. Alestair is seemingly interested in something unknown up on the ceiling “Good day to you, young man!” Wahlter booms. “Come for an autograph of the famous Wahlter Thibodeaux, eh?” Mortimer takes a seat at the table across from Wahlter “Actually, I'm here on business,” Mortimer replies, “ You see, I need you and your ship.” Wahlter leans forward in his seat, hands folded on his table. Wahlter, Daeic and Alestair are all looking intently at Mortimer. Daeic is frozen midchew. “Woah, woah, woah!!” Daeic exclaims through his mouthful “Mister...” Wahlter begins, faltering. “Mortimer Montgomery.” Mortimer chips in. “Mister Montgomery, you must understand that I do not run a ferry service. I may be a retired professor, but I'm still a very busy man. I'm looking for a place of yore: The Curious Island of Cook. And I MUST find it before I retire.” Mortimer becomes confused by the statement. Alestair leans in towards Mortimer. Alestair whispers. “Don't correct him, mate. He's started to go a little senile.” Mortimer smiles. “In that case, sir, I think we can help each other out. You see, I'm looking to get to Cook as well!” Wahlter smiles back. “Well, why didn't you say so in the first place? You're hired! I need a new assistant; my butler is... no longer with us...” Wahlter, Daeic, and Alestair bow their heads in silence. Alestair leans in towards Mortimer and whispers, “He quit.”
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