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Jack Carter ([personal profile] cartergetsyou) wrote2011-12-07 09:02 am
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3. voice

[The voice is similar to Carter's, but older, rougher, and even more East Ender. That he's switched the communicator on at all is blind luck.]

—got an investigation to get back to! Who's in charge here, I'd like to know?


[Say hello to Carter's flood replacement, Inspector Fred Abberline. He was the fellow who headed up the Jack the Ripper investigation back in the day (and was played by Michael Caine in a 1988 TV movie). He's taken from shortly before Mary Jeanette Kelly's murder, in early November 1888.]
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[identity profile] can-has-vodka.livejournal.com 2011-12-07 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Oooo, Inspector Abberline, that's familiar! I'm Molly from the Ten Bells. I don't know much at all about what's going on, but I've found a spot to pull pints in should you need refreshment!
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hope this is okay!

[personal profile] cartergetsyou 2011-12-08 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Molly! Course I remember you, luv. There's a pub here, then?

[identity profile] can-has-vodka.livejournal.com 2011-12-09 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
There is. Top floor in the locked area, but I have a sort-of key. They have odd machines that make one's coffee. And another one plays this funny sort of music.

I've been sorting it all out...a pub's a pub in the end. Come by if you like and I'll pour a hot drink into you.
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[personal profile] cartergetsyou 2011-12-09 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Much obliged. Once I've had a look around, I'll be along, I reckon. Strange place this is.

[And indeed, a few hours later, he's knocking on the door of the pub.]

[identity profile] can-has-vodka.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
It is. That's why I settled in at the pub. It's familiar. And pouring a drink into people is generally a good way to learn things.

[She comes out to greet him, all smiles and black curls bouncing around her shoulders.] Oh, please, come in. I just finished cleaning up. Her Majesty is here! She's going to visit! I do hope I got the place clean enough.

[The entire place smells of lemon oil. She had been busy.]
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[personal profile] cartergetsyou 2011-12-10 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
I saw she was here. Didn't half do me a turn, I don't mind telling you. [Looks around, appraisingly.] Nice place, I must say. Nothing like I'd have expected, but then nothing here's what I wild have expected. [Sigh.] 's all very well, I suppose, but I've got work to do. Still, this'll pass the time, if nothing else.

[identity profile] can-has-vodka.livejournal.com 2011-12-11 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
It does all right. But drinking in here one does not know what to try first! [She does a little spin, curls bouncing.]

Well, pardon me for saying so, but if I were puzzling out a great and deadly mystery a quiet place to think would sometimes be in order. And it does seem that many men do their best thinking over a cup or a pint.
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