U.S.S. Pendragon
10308.16

Starring:

Erryn (CO O’Dunn) as Mary_Jane.
Coot (XO Rofax) as Mary_Pearcey & Inspector Abberline
Sandy (OPS_Pettigrove) as Miss_Lula.
Ed (TO Choi) as DetSgt_Godley.
Jane (CNS Luchena) as Walter_Sickert
Mike (CEO Stockburn) as George Chapman
Darren (CMO Shiar) as Dr. Francis Tumblety

Host Cat says:
As the fogs rolls in once again, the night is eerily quiet.... the rain is cold.... the air is colder. The dregs of society peddle their wares and somewhere out there, the devil dances as a soul whimpers in despair...for tonight, evil has come to take yet another life...and for many, the future will be ever altered.

Host Cat says:
For on this night, the death that will occur will reverberate through space, time, and future.

Host Cat says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<Resume mission>>>>>>>>>>

Walter_Sickert says:
::walking through the streets of Whitechapel looking for Mary Kelly::

Host Mary_Jane says:
::still trying to figure out what to do with the kid::

Miss_Lula says:
::walking down the street looking for customers::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: wandering the streets::

Insp_Abberline says:
::running at a breakneck speed trying to get back to East Commerce Street::

Walter_Sickert says:
::moves into the shadows as the odd American doctor walks by::

DetSgt_Godley says:
::Leaving the station for his nightly watch::

Miss_Lula says:
::stops and leans against a light post::

Host Mary_Jane says:
::hears a disembodied voice telling her to leave the kid with somebody, so drops him in front of the super's door, knocks, and scurries out of the building::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
::glances at a woman wile walking past::

DetSgt_Godley says:
::Secures his club on his belt::

Insp_Abberline says:
::as he is running, images blur by as the effects of the opium have yet to quite subside::

Host Cat says:
Action: The door opens and a tall figure glances at the sleeping child. He is very tall and there is something odd about the man.

Walter_Sickert says:
::sees Aberline whiz by in the fog.  Remains in the shadows::

Host Cat says:
Action: The man reaches down and effortlessly picks up the child, glancing down at him emotionlessly.

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: looks for the next victim... err, patient::

Walter_Sickert says:
::slips out of the shadows and works his way back to the pubs::

Insp_Abberline says:
::rounds a corner and watches as East Commerce Street unfolds in front of him::

Host Cat says:
Action: A passing woman glances in the doorway as she walks by. She hastily crosses herself and she sees that the very devil himself has taken a poor innocent babe.

Host Mary_Jane says:
::wandering around outside looking for work::

Host Cat says:
Action: This being the East End, the woman wisely decides to mind her own business.

DetSgt_Godley says:
::Glances at his watch, forgetting where he was to meet Aberline::

Walter_Sickert says:
::sees the red haired woman he's been looking for::

Host Cat says:
Action: Miss Lula is suddenly bombarded with more work than she can handle.

Walter_Sickert says:
::tightens his grip on his bag and approaches her::

Miss_Lula says:
::sees all the clients::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: turns round and heads back towards Commercial Street::

Host Cat says:
Action: Aberline has yet another premonition of death.

Miss_Lula says:
::brings in girls from all around to cope with demand::

Host Cat says:
Action: The men don't mind waiting for Miss Lula.

Walter_Sickert says:
::waves his hand trying to get Mary Jane's attention::

Insp_Abberline says:
::grabs at a lamppost as the vision engulfs him and tries to catch his breath::

Host Mary_Jane says:
::spots Sickert and approaches::

Host Cat says:
Action: Dr. Tumblety is one of Lula's clients.

DetSgt_Godley says:
::Comes out of a dark ally  onto Whitechapel High:: Self: Hmm.. Where is he..

Walter_Sickert says:
::gestures for her to follow him and goes down a dark lane::

Host Mary_Jane says:
::thinks it a bit odd that he doesn't say a word, but follows::

Miss_Lula says:
::motions for Tumblety to come in::

Walter_Sickert says:
::stops at the door to his studio and unlocks it::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: follows Lula in::

Walter_Sickert says:
::opens the door and holds it for Mary Jane to enter::

Miss_Lula says:
Tumblety:  What's your pleasure, Sir?  ::guides him over to her work area::

Host Mary_Jane says:
::gives Sickert a sideways glance and enters::

Walter_Sickert says:
MJ:  Up the stairs.  First door on the left.  ::closes the door and follows her up::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: follows::

Insp_Abberline says:
::letting go of the lamppost, he slips to the wall as the same images from earlier dance through his head::

Miss_Lula says:
Tumblety:  You don't say much, do you?

Host Mary_Jane says:
::heads toward where he indicated::

Walter_Sickert says:
::follows her into the room and walks around lighting a few lamps::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: stares at her for a moment::

Walter_Sickert says:
MJ:  Clothes off and on the bed.

Insp_Abberline says:
Self: Twice and this one occurred here... this must be the area....  Where is that blasted Godley, anyhow?

Miss_Lula says:
Tumblety:  Is something wrong, luv?

Host Mary_Jane says:
::looks about the room as she undresses, keeping a comment about "no chitchat" to herself::

DetSgt_Godley says:
::Walks down to the crossing between  Whitechapel and Commercial::

Walter_Sickert says:
::sits in a chair and opens his bag::

Insp_Abberline says:
::walks out into the middle of the road, peering into the alleyways and he pushes on::

Host Mary_Jane says:
::sits down on the bed, rubbing her arms::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: an almost sick smile crosses his mouth:: Lula: nothing wrong missy.

Walter_Sickert says:
::takes out a sketchpad and pencil::  MJ:  I said lay down.

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
Lula: I’ll just go for the basics

Host Cat says:
Action: A lady of the night offers Godley a "freebie".

Miss_Lula says:
Tumblety:  That will cost you 5 shillings.

Host Mary_Jane says:
Sickert: You said "on the bed". ::lays down, giving him an odd look::

Walter_Sickert says:
::grins in a demented sort of way::  MJ:  So I did, my dear.

DetSgt_Godley says:
::Takes a swig from his flask:: Self: He'll be around..

Walter_Sickert says:
::begins sketching::

George_Chapman says:
:: he walks from an alley he puts his overcoat on quickly and begins to head towards a pub on commercial street::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: goes into coat pocket and pulls out the money. leaves 5 shillings on a table::

Miss_Lula says:
::motions for him to come over to her::

Walter_Sickert says:
MJ:  How is business with the Ripper on the lose?

Walter_Sickert says:
::stops sketching and looks closely at the tip of his pencil::

Host Mary_Jane says:
::thinks that this is a dreadfully boring pose for even a mediocre artist:: Sickert: A little slower, but not much. Most men won't let a little fear stop them.

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: moves over towards her:: Lula: dangerous business you're in.

DetSgt_Godley says:
Random  lady: Well hello there..

George_Chapman says:
:: as he walks down the street he has a problem settling his coat, but continues trying to straighten it without stumbling into the street::

Insp_Abberline says:
::wonders where the rotten scoundrels from the other night have slipped off to::

Walter_Sickert says:
MJ:  It's not the men who need to be afraid, is it?  ::rummages around in his bag for something::

Miss_Lula says:
Tumblety:  It pays the bills .. and I have children to feed.

Host Mary_Jane says:
Sickert: No....so far.

George_Chapman says:
Self:  No more bourbon and lager :: he shakes his head and nearly stumbles into one of the ladies on the side of the road::

Host Tassles_McFinn says:
Godley: Hey there, luv. I bet you're cold as I am......

Miss_Lula says:
Tumblety:  Besides ... I get to meet interesting men like you, for instance ...

Walter_Sickert says:
::pulls out a wicked looking knife::  MJ:  Is your life worth so little that you would risk it like this?

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
Lula: the next man you come across could be Jack The Ripper you know. it may even be me   :: slowly moves closer, reaching into coat::

Host Tassles_McFinn says:
Action: Aberline smells blood......

Insp_Abberline says:
::continues moving toward the center of activity and what he feels is closer to the Ripper::

Miss_Lula says:
::watches him ... feeling some genuine fear::

DetSgt_Godley says:
Tassles: Well, I don't know.. it is a little nippy out tonight.. 

Host Mary_Jane says:
::eyes him coldly, yet smiles, having seen her fair share of sick minds:: Sickert: A girl's got to eat...not much of a life if you don't.

Walter_Sickert says:
::uses the knife to sharpen his pencil::

Host Tassles_McFinn says:
::eyes the copper curiously::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: takes out some money and puts it to one side. smiles again::

Insp_Abberline says:
::closes his eyes and tries to get a ~~~fix~~~ on where the smell is coming from::

Walter_Sickert says:
MJ:  Lie out on your back.  Let your leg dangle off the bed.

Host Tassles_McFinn says:
Action: Aberline sees a sparkle of light in the distance....and sees a small boy standing there.

Host Mary_Jane says:
::does as instructed, still watching::

Walter_Sickert says:
::lays the knife in his lap and picks up the sketchpad::

DetSgt_Godley says:
Tassles: I'm on duty.. But I’m sure a little warming-up would.. improve my performance?

Walter_Sickert says:
MJ:  That's better.  Now throw your head back a bit.

George_Chapman says:
:: he opens his eyes again and sees a familiar face:: Woman: YOU :: he grabs her and pulls her to an ally::

Insp_Abberline says:
::wonders why a child would be here of all places and head toward him quickly::

Host Tassles_McFinn says:
Action: The small boy looks at Aberline seriously.

Host Mary_Jane says:
::adjusts a pillow and does so::

Host Tassles_McFinn says:
Aberline:~~~~~If you don't save her, then she shall die.~~~~

Walter_Sickert says:
MJ:  Get rid of the pillow.  I want your neck exposed.  ::is getting annoyed at this skinny wench::

Insp_Abberline says:
::stops suddenly:: Self: Who was that

Host Tassles_McFinn says:
Action: Chapman's victim screams and begins to struggle.

Host Mary_Jane says:
::sighs quietly and does, already getting a crick::

Walter_Sickert says:
::sketches rapidly::

Host Tassles_McFinn says:
Action: Aberline is confused to hear the small, pure voice in his head.

George_Chapman says:
:: as he pulls her to the alley he is fumbling around for something in his coat pocket::

Insp_Abberline says:
~~~ ::tries to communicate::  Voice: Where?~~~

Miss_Lula says:
Tumblety:  Well ... ::wonders what he wanted with her anyway::

Host Tassles_McFinn says:
Action: Godley hears the scream and runs towards its source.

Walter_Sickert says:
::is irritated by her lack of enthusiasm::

Insp_Abberline says:
::begins walking toward the child again::

DetSgt_Godley says:
::Is interrupted by a shriek, and bolts off in the direction of the screaming::

Host Tassles_McFinn says:
Action: The child's look stops Aberline dead in his tracks.

Walter_Sickert says:
::puts the pad down and picks up the knife::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: walks over to Lula::

Host Tassles_McFinn says:
::shrugs and looks for another bloke to warm her cockles::

Walter_Sickert says:
::wonders if she has any idea how well regarded he is as an artist::

Insp_Abberline says:
::notices his legs stop moving, but does not know why, then looks from side to side for an alleyway or other darkened area::

George_Chapman says:
:: whispers to woman:: Woman: You took me for 25 shillings last time.  It’s my turn :: he pulls a straight edge razor from a waistcoat pocket::

Host Cat says:
Aberline: ~~~~Look inside yourself....save the one who will save the dragon's heart.....or all will end.~~~~

Walter_Sickert says:
::stands and approaches the end of the bed::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
Lula: shall we?

Miss_Lula says:
Tumblety:  That's what you pay me for.

Host Cat says:
Action: A single tear rolls down the small pure face.....and then the light sparkles once again....and the child disappears.

Insp_Abberline says:
~~~ Voice: Dragons?  End?  I would love for this madness to end?  Tell me how...  ::looks back to the child::~~~

Host Mary_Jane says:
::watches him, warily::

Walter_Sickert says:
::looks at Mary Jane and wonders how it would feel::

Host Cat says:
Action: Godley comes across Tumblety.

Walter_Sickert says:
MJ:  Risky business you're in....

Insp_Abberline says:
::has no idea what that was all about and slips into a corner to right himself with another dose of opium::

Host Mary_Jane says:
::raises an eyebrow:: Sickert: So you've said already. ::tenses up a little, despite trying to look relaxed::

DetSgt_Godley says:
::Blows on his whistle as he makes a dash for Chapman::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: gets down to business::

George_Chapman says:
:: hears the whistle, drops the razor and sprints down the alley::

Insp_Abberline says:
::as the opium takes effect, he fails to notice the whistle::

Host Mary_Jane says:
::sits up and slides to one side:: Sickert: And the pay you offered didn't cover you trying to spook me with that. ::gestures at the knife in his hand:

Walter_Sickert says:
::sits on the bed beside her::  MJ:  Are you frightened?

DetSgt_Godley says:
::Gets his second wind as he runs after the fleeing::

Walter_Sickert says:
::runs the blade of his knife along his finger drawing blood::

Host Mary_Jane says:
::stands up and moves away, grabbing her clothes:: Sickert: A little, but not to senselessness.

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: has been under a lot of pressure lately so finishes kind of quickly. ::

Insp_Abberline says:
::begins slipping into a trace-like state::  ~~~Self: Inside.... Dragons.... Camelot?... Castles?....  Ireland?~~~

George_Chapman says:
:: is glad he’s still young as he sees a wooden fence and is planning on jumping the fence when the bourbon takes grip and forces him to the ground in agony::

Walter_Sickert says:
MJ:  Get out of here.

Miss_Lula says:
::finishes with him:: Tumblety:  hmmm ....

Walter_Sickert says:
MJ:  I don't want to make a mess of my studio.  ::grins in a really sick sort of way::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: gets up, buttons up and lights a cigar:: Lula: want one?

Host Mary_Jane says:
::thinks of a curse but keeps it to herself and leaves, dressing as she goes down the stairs::

DetSgt_Godley says:
::Follows after the mystery attacker, watching him fall:: Self: The day is mine!!

Miss_Lula says:
Tumblety:  Don't mind if I do ...

Walter_Sickert says:
::sitting alone on the bed with his knife in his hand::

Miss_Lula says:
Tumblety:  But I do have other clients waiting ... and in my game time is money ...

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: throws her a cheap cigar and leaves::

George_Chapman says:
:: as he begins to get up he sees the Detective  coming and begins fumbling for his razor forgetting that he dropped it::

Host Mary_Jane says:
::finishes buttoning just as she leaves the building, mumbling about Sickert::

Miss_Lula says:
::hurriedly tidies herself up and then goes and gets her next client::

DetSgt_Godley says:
::Catches up, releasing the club from his belt::

Walter_Sickert says:
::stands up and puts the knife back in the bag::

Insp_Abberline says:
Self: Where are they?  ::begins ducking into the darkest alleyways stumbling from the heavier than expected effects of the opium::

Dr_Francis_Tumblety says:
:: wanders down the street again::

Host Cat says:
Action: As the night darkens and the fog thickens, only the bravest of souls are on Commerce Street.......

Host Mary_Jane says:
::heads for Lula's corner, hoping to meet up with her::

Walter_Sickert says:
::heads toward the Ten Bells hoping a drink will help::

Host Cat says:
Action: Mary Jane can hear footsteps following hers.......

Insp_Abberline says:
::spills out of an alleyway and back onto Commerce Street, trying to make sense of what the child was saying::

Host Cat says:
Action: Abberline is very near to Mary Jane ........

Miss_Lula says:
::greets the next in line and takes him up to "entertain" him::

DetSgt_Godley says:
::Raises his club, about to knock the assailant unconscious::

Host Mary_Jane says:
::wonders if Sickert has reconsidered:: SELF: Bloody hell....

Insp_Abberline says:
::spies a Red-haired woman and can't help but walk toward her::

Walter_Sickert says:
::sees some movement up the street through the fog::

Host Cat says:
Action: The Ripper is closing in on his victim....the tall, dark-haired woman reminds him of his mother....the mother that has long tormented his soul......

George_Chapman says:
:: as he sees the club raised he wonders if it will last long as he lifts his hands as the club begins its long trip down::

Host Cat says:
Action: Aberline barely notices the sparkle of light.

Host Cat says:
Action: He feels her heartbeat, can taste her terror....he lives for her fear.....

Host Cat says:
Action: As he corners her, he reaches out and grabs her by the throat, his hands grasping her throat and squeezing...all the time laughing.......

Host Cat says:
Action: As the woman falls, he takes out the knife....as the knife flashes in the moonlight, the killer's face is reflected in it's light.........

Host Cat says:
.....the face of......

Host Cat says:
....Chief Inspector Abberline.

Host Cat says:
Soon, the woman lay dying at his feet........

Host Cat says:
.....her dark hair is matted with blood.........

Host Cat says:
......Abberline looks at her in horror, and then simply turns and walks away.

Host Cat says:
Action: The next day, the papers where wall awash with the tale of the death of Mary Jane Kelly.

Host Cat says:
Action: Strangely, that was the last death.......

Host Cat says:
Action: Many, many years in the future, Kerina O'Dunn awakens from a dream that is not a dream, but a memory.....

Host Cat says:
.....a memory of her great (many times) grandmother's brush with death. Only recently had she learned the family's long held secret....that Mary Jane Kelly did not die that night......

Host Cat says:
.....she lived for many years in her native Ireland with a  dark eyed stranger who was fond of wearing stocking caps......

Host Cat says:
....the father of her only child, a small girl with rather pointy ears that reminded the locals of leprechauns.

Host Cat says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<End mission>>>>>>