12070/Late night visit

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Late night visit
Date of Scene: 23 August 2020
Location: Noel and MacLeod Antiques, Vancouver
Synopsis: Nick came to see Duncan to ask about some old weapons and new threats in the world.
Cast of Characters: Duncan MacLeod, Phantasm (Drago)




Duncan MacLeod has posed:
     It is late in the evening. Duncan is alone in his loft. There is a book resting on his lap and he's looking at a piece of paper and studying what it is written there. A shake of his head and he sighs,"Do I really need this in my life right now?"

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
As Duncan settles in for the evening with his worry inducing paperwork. A purplish black raven pops out of the wall of a building and lands in an alleyway. After giving a curious glance around for any cameras, the form shifts back, revealing Nick. Jeans, T-shirt, Ballcap, and a bookbag on his back. Most of the attire is as Duncan remembers him but the bookbag is full, and likely of more clothing related items.

The musician gives a tired look as he pulls out a business card, flipping it over to look at sme hand drawn directions. Glancing for the nearest street signs, he determines the direction he's to start walking and strides quietly. Ok. So maybe he was off by a couple blocks.

Reaching his free hand into his pocket, he retrieves his Nokia, flipping the card over before dialing.

Duncan MacLeod has posed:

     The phone. A nuisance at times, but for the moment it seems a relief as it rings. He studies the screen a moment and then answers,"Nick." He sounds happy to hear from him anyway. At least his current concern is on the proverbial back burner,"What can I do for you?"

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick continues walking down the street, flipping the card back over to the directions, pausing to glance to another street sign, giving a slight smile as the other man answers the phone. Ok so maybe conditions aren't the best but it's been awhile "Oh hey Duncan. It's not too late for you, is it?"

He turns at the corner, getting him onto the street he needs to be on.

Duncan MacLeod has posed:
     "No. I'm up. What can I do for you?" he asks and sets aside the bothersome paper for the time being. Getting up he stretches his legs a bit and walks into the kitchen area for a drink.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"Well, some interesting things happened in New York and, well I'd like to pick your brain about it." Mike answers, coming to a stop outside the shop. Flipping the card over to confirm the address, "In person, preferably."

Duncan MacLeod has posed:
     "Well I can't say I will be in New York soon, but I can arrange that if you really need." he replies and leans against the counter to settle and talk,"Unless you want to send me pictures of videos?"


Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"Well, actually that's not needed." Nick replies, standing outside the shop. "I'm already here." He glances upwards to the building. "Or at least I think it's your shop."

Duncan MacLeod has posed:
     There is a mild frown and Duncan turns to look out over the front area of the shop. Sure enough there is a Nick at the door,"Well there you are." he comments and laughs softly,"Go around to the south side of the building and come up the back steps to the door."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick's brows lift up as he's given directions on how to enter. Well, not outright rejection that's a good thing. He turns his head, looking into the direction Duncan described. "Alright. Will do."

With a click of the phone, he lowers it. Following instructions, he makes his way over to the access point of the residential part of the building. Upon reaching the door, he knocks. Yay for surprise visits.

...

Yay.

Duncan MacLeod has posed:
     Shutting down his phone, Duncan walks over to the door as you knock. He gives you a once over and smirks,"You've come a long way for a consultation my friend. Come in." he tells him and motions inside. Once Nick inside, Duncan closes the door behind him,"Not that I'm not happy to see you, just a little surprising."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick gives a nod. The eyes, while ususally tired seem borderline exhausted. "Yeah," he agrees, giving a bit of a nod as he slides the phone into his pocket and the business card into the other. "Well, there's been a few surprises...But it is good to visit regardless. How have things been going on over here? Pleasantly quiet?"

Duncan MacLeod has posed:
     He considers the tired look in his eyes and nods, turning to head into the loft again,"You want something to drink?" He walks over to the kitchen area. The consideration of the surprises,"Well. Surprises are rarely good. Tell me what's going on?"

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"There's always something" Nick admits, following Duncan in order to maintain the conversation. "Well, it's going to sound weird but- Screw it. We're trying to track down ancient artifacts that are older than a 12,000 year old immortal sorceror who decided to pop up in present day to cause problems."

Nick takes a deep breath. Tilting his head, giving a nod. "It's been a weird time."

Duncan MacLeod has posed:
     It's not often something appears in this world older than him and Duncan pauses to look back at Nick for a moment. He withdraws a bottle of water to toss at him and indicates the living area,"It's not the weirdest thing I've heard." he replies finally.

     He grabs a bottle of water for himself and heads over to the couch to sit down,"Rest and give me the details. If I can help you I will." he comments finally,"What sort of artifacts are they and are they as old as the sorcerer you are speaking of?"

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick's eyes open a bit more as he registers something being tossed to him. Catching it, he looks to the bottle before glancing up at Duncan's words. He lets out a breath. Well, the reaction's better than he thought it was going to be.

As they reach the sitting area, Nick takes a seat. "Ok, hmm where to start...Okay, Well. Earlier this month some scorpion chimera appears outside of Rockwallz Gym, which is near the Avengers Mansion. And fighting it was some type of barbarian. Anyways, the fight's a mess, we find out from the barbarian that the scorpion thing was the doing of a Riath Thalm who was sorceror supreme back in his time and they were in a fight and -well, now they're in our time."

Duncan MacLeod has posed:
     Settling into his seat, Duncan nods and listens to your tale. His face stays mostly neutral as Nick lays things out for him,"It sounds like I picked the right time to leave New York again." Duncan muses thoughtfully,"The Avengers have a handle on it at all?"

     The story about a barbarian and sorcerer certianly does interest him. Normally he doesn't say a lot about things, but Nick has proven himself reliable in a pinch,"So what exactly can I do for you my friend? I'm glad to aid you in a fight if need be, but if there are Avengers about I find it unlikely you need that."


Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"Well, apparently this is a very particular form of immortal who can only be killed with weapons created prior to when he got immortality." Nick replies, "But the shit of it is. We don't know what they look like and we don't know where they were placed, if anyone found them already or if there's a specific requirement beyond them being freaking old as hell." He pauses, "So right now we're just looking for any weapons that are that old."

He looks down to the bottle of water, cracking it open before taking a sip, "So, I figured that if a story of something like that being found happened, or there was a mention of something of that nature being on shown on display or being part of a collection. It might ring a bell to you."

Duncan MacLeod has posed:
     Listening to his tale, all the way through, Duncan takes a drink of the water and thinks it over for a while. He gets up and walks over to pick up a lap top,"I can't say that I have heard of anything off hand." he admits with a shake of his head,"There might be a way to look into it a little deeper." He sets the computer back onto the couch.

     "I am not much with computers really, but I would suspect the more you can tell me the more likely one of them might show up on some artifact and antique searches I have see. You might consider contacting Prue Halliwell at Bucklands as well. She knows her antiques well and has a grasp of weapons too."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick nods, "Alright. I'll put her on the list of people to check with." Okay good. that one he is reluctant about got bumped to space number 4 now.

"OUR sorceror supreme is a little AWOL right now. Probably dealing with some other threat so I had to make do with his library and all I got from that was that Thalm is really powerful and he made some deal with a God of Destruction named Raze to make himself immortal."

"The barbarian's name is Conan. Long resume himself. King of Aquilonia, Hyborean era. Uhh-" He pauses rolling up his eyes as he tries to remember. "Mercernary, pir-" He pauses, "pirate, thief, nom- You know what? he's done a lot of stuff that involved fighting. He mainly goes around killing monsters and wizards."

The bottle lift up as he takes a few more sips. "Think any of that information will help with the search?"

Duncan MacLeod has posed:
     Taking notes of all the information Nick gives him, Duncan nods,"Prue is pretty smart, just don't tell her I said that." he teases lightly. The idea of a sorcerer supreme apparently either a new concept to him or just not something he thinks about much.

     "Hyborean era sounds familiar. That might help us. Does anyone know exactly what the weapons are made of? Are there specific weapons or just any weapon of the same era as the sorcerer." He pauses and lastly he adds,"There is a funny thing about immortal beings. Immortal doesn't always mean unkillable, just unable to die naturally."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"Book said unkillable through normal and magical means. Conan added but a combination of magic and weapon." Nick replies back, trying to think back to the meeting, "...hmm." His eyes close in thought. "Oh f- " He shakes his head, "It's any artifact prior to him making the deal in order to FORGE a weapon."

He shakes his head, "I'm so tired I'm just making the search more complicated."

Duncan MacLeod has posed:

     There is a hmm sound and Duncan nods finally says,"The idea of separating him into various pieces and taking the pieces to different parts of the world isn't unheard of either." he muses,"Ok. It has to be older than him. I can work with that much to start."

     He gets up of the couch and walks over to a cabinet near the window. He produces a blanket and an old pillow that still seems serviceable at least,"Get some sleep." he mutters and tosses them to the couch,"We can worry about the rest tomorrow."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"Well, at least you see why this wasn't exactly something to talk over the phone about." Nick replies, looking over to the blanket and pillow being tossed onto the couch. He blinks at it for a few moments before it registers. Ok yes. He needs to sleep. Right.

"Thanks." He pauses, "Sorry about the lack of warning too."

Duncan MacLeod has posed:
     There is a shake of his head and he goes over to turn down the lights,"Forget about it." he mutters about the lack of warning,"If I wasn't willing to have you here I wouldn't have told you how to find me."

     He takes his water bottle and goes to the steps,"I want to look at some of the metal I have in the basement. I highly douby any of it is remotely old enough. It sounds like we might be better off getting old metal and forging our own weapon."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"And not just that. 12,000 year old metal." Nick replies, giving a tired chuckle as he caps his bottle of water and slides off his backpack before setting the pillow up. It's not funny. Or is it? "Thanks, Duncan."

Duncan MacLeod has posed:
     "Get some rest Nick. We'll worry about it tomorrow." he replies and heads down the steps so you can rest for a while. He's a good host when called upon,"The bathroom is past the living area through that door." he motions and then heads downstairs to see if he has anything remotely old enough, knowing he doesn't, but he goes to look anyway.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
As Duncan heads downstairs to check his collection, Nick removes his shoes and curls up on the couch facing outwards. As soon as his head hits the pillow. He's out.