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Jonathan Walsh ([personal profile] drivesadesk) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2018-01-31 08:53 pm

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WHO: Jonathan Walsh, Magnus Burnsides, and friends and associates of Magnus who might notice him being stalked
WHERE: Mostly Maurtia Falls
WHEN: January 31st to February 2nd
WHAT: Jonathan is trying to get his sleuth on
WARNINGS: Jonathan is being an idiot. Someone might light him on fire, idk

January 31- February 2

After a few days of getting dodgy, incomplete answers whenever he tried to look into what happened in Maurtia Falls, Jonathan was growing increasingly unsatisfied. Lucretia had obviously known something, but refused to give any details, and the only lead he had was that Archie was going to the home of a 'Magnus Burnsides' when he was possessed. The first step to figuring out what he should do, clearly, was to find this Magnus and see if he knew anything.

By stalking him.

Jonathan started by looking through old video footage in his communicator until he could identify the man by sight and voice, and when he recognized that voice as one of the ones wailing when Lucretia gave the news that Archie was dead, his suspicion grew. Lucretia was hiding something, and the person Archie had been going to see was with her when it all went down.

From there, it was a matter of getting enough information on him so he could find the man, and he did this by going online, looking around in imPort fan sites, and finding places where Magnus had been spotted. He started hanging out in those places, waiting for a chance encounter, and from there would be subtle as possible, sipping a coffee or browsing around in shops, listening in on the man and following a little bit after.

He was discreet, but not invisible, and there was a chance that Magnus or one of his friends would notice Jonathan hanging around the area a lot. And, as it grew closer to the 3rd, they might notice him near the house, hanging just out of sight of the residents within. If they spotted him, they'd have to try and stop him, or else he'd try to slip away quickly.


February 3rd

Then he finally decided to confront Magnus in an official way. Normal people might do this by simply approaching him and asking questions, but Jonathan wanted to make an impression. He wanted to shock Magnus into a response. For this, he went without his skin suit. Normally he didn't show his real appearance, but now he wanted to unsettle Magnus and make him uncomfortable, and he felt like his scaly, snake like features would help that. He also put on his black bodysuit that he was wearing when he was brought here. Then, he grabbed a crow bar and sneaked over there in the dark of night, using the crowbar as a wedge to break in through the back door.

If he managed to do this without being stopped, he'd find a chair in a dark room and sit in it, trying to figure out what positioning would create the most dramatic, imposing appearance so he can make his 'entrance' and try to get some answers.
hellosirs: (ango46)

Feb 3rd!

[personal profile] hellosirs 2018-02-06 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
To say that the anonymous post from a few days ago had set Angus on high alert was an understatement. Magnus had been in a bad place lately, and the last thing that he needed was anyone making him feel even worse, so the World's Greatest Detective had been keeping an eye out for anyone who might try to cause trouble. Nobody had approached Magnus so far, but there had been one person in particular creeping around the neighbourhood...

... Angus didn't connect that person to the Dragonborn(?) man creeping through the back door, but creepers were almost as bad as burglars, and he could deal with both. Jonathan would find a small boy in magnifying-glass-print PJs leaning around the doorway and aiming a wand at his face, his expression grave. The tip of the wand glowed a light blue, reflecting off his glasses in the dark. He didn't have any actual spells on the go, this was just Prestidigitation, a cantrip mostly used for sparkles and minor illusions, but Jonathan didn't need to know that.

"Hands in the air, sir, and drop the crowbar. I won't ask twice."
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[personal profile] extremeteenbible 2018-02-06 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Merle had been sleeping light lately, not overly affected by the recent actions, but still a little unsettled by the idea of dealing with a relic again. Point being, he heard Angus sneak downstairs and decided to follow. Dressed in a ratty tanktop and plaid flannel pants, he steps downstairs, his slippies quiet as he slinks behind Angus to get a look at whoever-- or whatever-- was creeping inside at this late hour.

"What's going on? Who're you?"
hellosirs: (OH GOSH)

[personal profile] hellosirs 2018-02-08 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Oh thank the gods, some adult backup who wasn't Magnus! Angus stepped to one side, still aiming the wand at Jonathan, and tried not to look as relieved as he felt.

"Sir! We have a home invader!"

A home invader who was trying to flee the scene of the crime, at that. Angus squinted and cast Levitate at him with a flick of his wrist. If the spell succeeded, Jonathan would end up floating in place about two feet off the ground.
extremeteenbible: (003 ZoT)

[personal profile] extremeteenbible 2018-02-08 11:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh huh," Merle grumbles, not believing the guy one bit. "A likely story."

As soon as Angus casts Levitate, Merle bellows, "I cast Zone of Truth!" He knows he doesn't need to announce the spell as he casts it, but he does anyway. So long as the intruder doesn't succeed his saving throw, he is now unable to tell a lie.

"Now," he continues, stepping closer to the levitating intruder, "Why don't you tel us why you're really here?"
hellosirs: (that's total bullshit sirs)

[personal profile] hellosirs 2018-02-12 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
Man, interrogations are a lot easier when someone can cast Zone of Truth, Angus will be keeping this in mind for later! He actually manages to resist the spell, but honesty is probably the best approach here anyway. Angus squares his shoulders, takes a deep breath, and tries to look as intimidating as it's possible for a small boy in PJs to possibly be.

"Sir, I'm very sorry that you got turned into a tree and everything, but it wasn't anyone's fault. The rock is magic, it possesses people and it's almost impossible to resist. Magnus and the others were trying to stop it, they're some of the only people in our world who can resist it's affect."

He glances sidelong at Merle as he speaks. Angus wasn't actually here for The Incident, so the rest of this is probably better left to someone who experienced it.
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[personal profile] extremeteenbible 2018-02-15 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Merle could give a good, thorough, coherent explanation. He was there when they confronted Archie. He's dealt with the Philosopher's Stone before. He knows well the thrall of the Relics. He could calmly and precisely explain to the dragonborn man that Archie wasn't in his right mind when he did all those things, that it wasn't really his fault, but that there was no other way to stop him than to kill him. That they were all lucky that the nanites resurrect people.

But it's the middle of the goddamn night, and Merle's patience is running thin. He stomps forward across the kitchen, his slippers shuffling on the linoleum. He reaches up as high as he can reach, standing only three and a half feet tall, and grabs a handful of the dragonborn's bodysuit, yanking him down to eye level.

"You listen here, you scaly sneak. Lucretia and Magnus've got nothing to do with this! It's not Magnus' fault the stone was brought into this world along with him, and it's not anyone's fault that Archie found it. The rock got in his head, because that's what the Relics do. You're lucky you were only temporarily turned into a tree— the last time this Relic was used, people lost their lives and their limbs!" He gestures with his soulwood arm for emphasis. "So maybe next time you suspect foul play, you come around in the daytime and you ASK PEOPLE before you go sneaking into their house!"
hellosirs: (that doesn't make any sense sir.)

[personal profile] hellosirs 2018-02-19 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
It suddenly occurs to Angus that he's never seen Merle angry before (despite the dwarf's many half-joking death threats). Either the late hour has made him really, really cranky, or they're both riled up in Magnus's defense.

... Probably a little of both, to be honest.

"Nobody wants it to happen again!" he pipes up, "The Director-- I mean, Lucretia, she's secured it. She... she knows how to deal with the relics. And frankly speaking, sir, you never tried the polite approach, you just went straight for creepy. You're the one who made that anonymous post on the network a few days ago, aren't you? Are you also the one who's been trying to stalk Magnus?"

He's throwing a lot of spaghetti at the wall, here, but some of it might stick!
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[personal profile] extremeteenbible 2018-02-26 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
To the lizard man's point that some people are still trees, Merle just mutters under his breath, "Yeah, and Boyland's still crystal." He doesn't really particularly care about Boyland or his four hundred orphaned children, it's just the sad reality of what the Philosopher's Stone is capable of.

He lets go of the man's bodysuit, turning and waving a dismissive hand over his shoulder.

"The Director is the one who has the answers for where the relic is now. Try sneaking into her house." He's just done. He's tired, and he's finished arguing over something that's already a done deal. He walks back out of the kitchen, pausing at the doorway to say over his shoulder, "Ango, show him the door."
Edited 2018-02-26 23:39 (UTC)
hellosirs: (that's total bullshit sirs)

[personal profile] hellosirs 2018-02-28 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Yessir!" Angus chirps back, and gives Merle a thumbs up with his free hand as the dwarf goes back to his business.

In the end, Jonathan isn't so much thrown out the door DJ Jazzy Jeff style as he is gently pushed outside, since he's still floating a foot above ground. Once he's level with the front steps, Angus lets the spell drop, and the man is free to go.

"That was very rude and creepy of you, sir," he says, adjusting his glasses and giving Jonathan a glare that makes him look like a tiny, disapproving librarian. "Please don't do it again, Magnus is still pretty messed up over this, and he doesn't need to feel any worse. Also, I really wouldn't recommend breaking into the Director's house. I doubt she'd show the restraint that we did."