Log:ACRO - Introduction, Scene 4

ACRO - Introduction 2005/03/17 	 Flare Technohammer

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Revolutionary War Cemetary(#649RDLn)

This is a very old cemetary, from the Revolutionary War period. At one time it was a place people visited, but now it has fallen into disrepair. Part of the wall is crumbling, and the old guard house (Address 222B Baker Street) is missing part of one wall. Narrow trails lead among the graves to the west, south, and north. The graves are mostly marked with above-ground stones, and most of the dates date back from before the year 1800 A.D.

Flare enters from Baker Street.

Rachel

Her face at the moment is smuged with grease and oil and the like and she is dressed in a grease monkey outfit with her hair up in a cap turned backwards with a pony tail falling out the back.

Rachel stands waiting near the back of the cemetary away from where the bush man's area is at waiting for the man she is to talk to.

Roland comes strolling into the cemetery, and spots you...glancing at Bushman briefly before walking over to you.

Rachel nods smiling as he walks over "Hiya Roland, I hope you didn't have a hard time finding this place?"

He shakes his head, "Not at all."

Rachel nods "good to hear"

Roland is dressed similarly to last time. Sportcoat, and button down shirt, and dress shoes. He says..."Well, we did some background checking, and I have a couple questions for you, if you don't mind."

Rachel shrugs "Sure,"

Roland smiles easily, "Well, who are you really? That's the first question. When we checked...the person by your name was dead."

Rachel nods "Yea that is a regular pain, I am who I say I am just the military was covering it's tracks about it's fuck ups"

Roland seems to pause...thinking about something maybe. And then he nods...seemingly to himself. He turns to look at you again. "My information gatherers don't seem to think it's terribly plausible. Listen...even if you AREN'T who you claim, if you come clean, we might be able to work something out."

Rachel raises an eyebrow quite calmly with a small smerk "Your informants, which I'm guessing is some where near by, is wrong. I am who I clam to be even though I use another alias to get work inside the city."

Roland smiles, "I have utter faith in my employees. Hence why I need to have that level of faith in you. I would need further proof, if you continue to assert this. Otherwise, I'm going to have to decline in hiring you."

Rachel nods some and and tosses something to roland "Here it's a blood sample test it, you should find it will come close to my orginal gentics before they desided to tinker with me. Is that good enough for you or would you rather take some of my DNA now?

Rachel says, "and my other alias's are know as Rachel, Dianna an ex-spitfire, and jessica check them if you wish""

Rachel smiles seeing if that is enough for him

Roland chuckles, "You HAPPENED to have a blood sample with you? That's awfully convenient. I would need something collected first person. Like a skin sample."

Rachel nods and walks over holding out her arm "Take it I just find the blood sample is easyer to obtain and less painfull

Roland blinks, "It's easier than you think." He just takes a hold of your arm with his hand, and quickly rubs his hand on your forearm with a twisting motion. It's like sandpaper, or velcro...but doesn't hurt. "There...I got what I needed."

Rachel smiles "Oh your right"

Rachel seems amazingly calm and sure of her self as he does this "I'll warn you now though the chemicals has altered my DNA a touch

Roland nods, "That will be kept in mind." He smiles, "We'll be in touch after running the tests."