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The Bloodletting - Victorian Era Monster RP - 2 Spots Open

Truth said
Season one: The Ghoul of Whitechapel

That good sir is a genius title. And this is became a really awesome RP very happy i kept an eye on it before it got started.

The Bloodletting - Victorian Era Monster RP - 2 Spots Open

Sounds good to me. Eric is all set for whatever is next so if you want a time skip or something thats cool with me he's back and cleaning his gun so I'm all set once the gang is all rounded up.

The Bloodletting - Victorian Era Monster RP - 2 Spots Open

Eric stomped up the steps of the old church a few minutes after Marcus with Richtofen in tow. Water left from the leather but it was quickly replaced by the continuing downpour. With a heave he pushed open one of the churches doors with a protest of old metal and wood on stone. When the door was open enough for him to slip in he did so leaving the door for anyone following him. The bookshelf had just slid back into place as Eric approached it and repeated Marcus action with far less calm as he shifted his weight from foot to foot in water logged boots that made an irritating squelching sound each time he did it until the passage was fully open and he squelch squelched his way down the stairs. Eric produced and broke the shotgun he carried before moving to a gun case he removed the shells from the gun and stored them in the case before he wiped down the shotgun and ran a swab through the barrels even though the gun hadn't been fired. He set the gun in the case, too tired to fully break down clean and oil it at this juncture but he pulled the cleaning kit from the case as his colt could be cleaned from the comfort of an armchair in the library.

Flipping his bowler onto a coat rach he followed it with the sopping coat and then pulled off his equally wet boots upending the water in them onto the stone floor before peeling off his socks and wrining them. They could be dried infront of the fire. His other clothes were slightly sticky from sweat due to the run but he was too tired to bother with them or a bath currently. So with wet socks in one hand and the cleaning kit in the other he padded on bare feet to the library long enough to set the socks infront of the fire, and the kit in an arm chair before he made a bee line for the kitchen.

He quickly returned with a tea tray a pot of water and several cups. The pot he hung to heat over the library fire place and the tea tray he set on the table infront of his arm chair. With a huff of exhaustion he flopped into the over stuffed armchair and then pulled it up to the table. With that he unrolled the cleaning kit drew his colt. Unloaded it and began breaking it down to swab clean and oil. He nodded at Marcus and sat quitely cleaning waiting for the rest of the order to fill in. Rolling his neck he felt the knots in his shoulders. Tonight would require a hot bath too.

The Bloodletting - Victorian Era Monster RP - 2 Spots Open

okay eric is headed back to base that should be my last post till everyone catches up.

The Bloodletting - Victorian Era Monster RP - 2 Spots Open

Rain continued to splatter into the street as Eric stood in the alley making sure he hadn't missed anything but he knew he wouldn't find anything else. There was no world altering clue to be found here in the rain and blood. The body had been disposed of, they had the head, and Eric was simply going through the only futile gestures he had in order to satify his concious which was still beating him about the head and shoulders for not making it to the alley in time to catch the monster. After stomping back and forth through the quickly disipating pool of rain and blood he sighed. He took in Richtofen and Spencer the other remaining two members of the order.

"Well that's all she wrote for me chaps, time to get out of this blasted rain and find a cup of tea."

The rain was begining to soak through his outer coat and it was not improving his already souring disposition. With that splashed his way out of the alley looking right and left so as not to get mowed down by an oncoming carrage, crossed the street and started making his way back to the old church that the order used as a base his thoughts focused on a hot cup of tea and getting out of his soon to be soaked coat and already water logged boots. He would also need to clean both his weapons as there was no way he'd let the rain get to them in any way shape or form.

The Bloodletting - Victorian Era Monster RP - 2 Spots Open

okay i'm caught up, if the group decides to move Eric will go with them, and if i can find a link to the outside world and i have some down time ill check in.

The Bloodletting - Victorian Era Monster RP - 2 Spots Open

Eric's mouth hung ever so slightly open for a moment as Marcus decapitated the body, What was this wacko doing? At which point he shook his head and remember that he was no longer an officer of the law and that Marcus had a point. Still decapitation of a body was not exactly normal procedure for Eric but he sighed and nodded as Spencer tucked the head under her arm away from view.
"good now perhaps the public won't be in too much of an outrage, however perhaps we refrain from dropping it yes?" He said with a quirk of his mouth that bordered on a smile even in this rather grim evening. The image that was called to mind of a head being dropped to roll through a crowded street like a macabre ball was morbidly humorous but he quickly wiped the smile from his face as it would have been seen as unprofessional.

As Eric stood in contemplation of the scene the hairs on the nape of his neck stood on and his heart beat faster. He couldn't have proved it in a million years but could have sworn the group was being watched by malicious eyes. He turned a slow circle scanning the night but even when he could not find anything he knew someone or something could see him. And his face twisted into a snarl. Sir Easton was going to bring this monster down.

The Bloodletting - Victorian Era Monster RP - 2 Spots Open

okay im all caught up im working a ten hour shift from 4am to 12 (pst) so ill try to make sure im caught up before I head out tomorrow morning

The Bloodletting - Victorian Era Monster RP - 2 Spots Open

Eric pocketed the scrap of cloth, looking up ever so slightly at the torrential downpour. Richtofen hated the rain but Eric had grown up with it and he still loved it even though London was always rather dreary for it. The storm had grown since earlier in the evening and he shivered but not from the cold. Murders he could handle, this was something all together different. What kind of sick bastard ate womens internal organs? There was probably more to this than Marcus was letting on. Especially given that the wounds looked nothing like any kind of mark any knife he knew of made. Something also felt funny about how quickly it had all happend. He swore it had only taken him a matter of seconds to cut across and come back up the other said and the monster had still vanished into the night. And to compared that Richtofen had been right with him and he couldnt fault the German's eye sight. With a heavy sigh he covered his double barrel with his coat so as not to attract too much unwanted attention, and ran his eyes over their motley group. Spencer was correct they couldn't keep this covered up forever especially given the grusome nature of the murders but something was off about this one, perhaps they really had interrupted The Ripper in the act but he was not sure. More investigfation would be required but the bloody rain was causing serious problems for the scene of the death he was lucky the wind hadn't taken the scrap of cloth he had managed to recover from the crates at the head of the alleyway.

"So how are we going to transport the body Marcus? And Spencer is right. What's our covered going to be? The met is going to be asking questions and I don't particularly want to be hauled into The yard for questioning given the fact that everyone there thinks I'm dead, I'm willing to wager that won't go over very well with the boys."

The Bloodletting - Victorian Era Monster RP - 2 Spots Open

Eric swallowed the rising bile, this was horrific. He gave Richtofen a side long look, then it hit him. The Ripper was gone.

"Bloody Hell! we missed the Son of a Bitch!" He wiped the rain off the edge of his hat and face with his left hand cradling the shotgun in his right arm. The poor girl was a bloody mess. Quite literally. Suddenly Eric looked up whirled and darted into the street scanning the crowd but he knew it was futile The Ripper was gone again.

With that he walked back to the mouth of the alley and re-examined the scene, messy as hell. He walked over to the victim crouching down over the visceral remains, shotgun braced with the butt on the cobblestones looking over the scene taking in details, the way the blood pooled and flowed in the rain. Before he stepped around the body to a box of crates where he gently freed a pit of cloth from the edge of one of the boxes which it had been caught. It wasn't much but it told Marcus volumes.

"The bastard was waiting in the Alley..." Eric grimaced as he said it.