Dr Dave
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Year: 1890,Tobar Mhoire.
Episode 1: The Telegram
CaptainWacky walked quickly down a cobblestone path, he looked behind him but could not see if he was still being followed. It had started innocently enough, working in Queen Victoria's private library, he had been tasked him with compiling a master list of dancers. CaptainWacky had no issue with such individuals, but knew it better to question her Majesty. He liked lists, one reason he went along with it, his search had brought him to Tobar Mhoire and that is where the trouble began. He was sure but could not prove that he was being followed, and some of his possessions had gone missing in the room above the tavern he was staying at. CaptainWacky had done one sensible thing before leaving, he sent a telegram to some old friends. He just hoped they got it before it was too late.
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London:
Cassie and Dr Dave sat in a tavern in a modest part of London. They had come for a meeting of The Detectives council, but found it boring and full mostly of amatures and playboys. While Cassie had added some dong drawings to her collection, it had been mostly a wasted trip.
"We should have known this would be a waste of time." noted Detective Dr Dave, taking a sip from his tankerd of ale.
"Yes, especially since the invitation had come from that playboy Duke Forthworth." replied Cassie.
A street urchin walked up to their table "Excuse me guv, might you be Detective Dr Dave?" he asked.
"Perhaps." Detective Dr Dave replied, always hesitant to answer any question from a child.
"I have a telegram from a CaptainWacky, he must be a ship captain!" said the street urchin
"Something like that." he replied, taking the note and handing the boy a half sovereign. He immedity read the note and told Cassie it's contents.
"Sounds like he's in some trouble." said Cassie
"Indeed." replied Detective Dr Dave
"We should go help him." said Cassie
"Indeed." replied Detective Dr Dave
To be continued...
Episode 1: The Telegram
CaptainWacky walked quickly down a cobblestone path, he looked behind him but could not see if he was still being followed. It had started innocently enough, working in Queen Victoria's private library, he had been tasked him with compiling a master list of dancers. CaptainWacky had no issue with such individuals, but knew it better to question her Majesty. He liked lists, one reason he went along with it, his search had brought him to Tobar Mhoire and that is where the trouble began. He was sure but could not prove that he was being followed, and some of his possessions had gone missing in the room above the tavern he was staying at. CaptainWacky had done one sensible thing before leaving, he sent a telegram to some old friends. He just hoped they got it before it was too late.
...
London:
Cassie and Dr Dave sat in a tavern in a modest part of London. They had come for a meeting of The Detectives council, but found it boring and full mostly of amatures and playboys. While Cassie had added some dong drawings to her collection, it had been mostly a wasted trip.
"We should have known this would be a waste of time." noted Detective Dr Dave, taking a sip from his tankerd of ale.
"Yes, especially since the invitation had come from that playboy Duke Forthworth." replied Cassie.
A street urchin walked up to their table "Excuse me guv, might you be Detective Dr Dave?" he asked.
"Perhaps." Detective Dr Dave replied, always hesitant to answer any question from a child.
"I have a telegram from a CaptainWacky, he must be a ship captain!" said the street urchin
"Something like that." he replied, taking the note and handing the boy a half sovereign. He immedity read the note and told Cassie it's contents.
"Sounds like he's in some trouble." said Cassie
"Indeed." replied Detective Dr Dave
"We should go help him." said Cassie
"Indeed." replied Detective Dr Dave
To be continued...