Sozo meets Brian

The street rats and other rodents scamper about as he moved through the
back alleys of the streets of London. All of this familiar to him in the lower
and poorer parts of town, but that wasn't where he was moving about. No, he was
in the upper and richer districts this time. Completely new territory to him
that also meant that he wasn't safe if things go South for him. Than again he
had to remember this isn't the slums anymore with people that know him and what
he has done. Still, he had to be careful, after all someone with his appearance
could be mistaken as a pickpocket or burglar in these parts and the old bobbies
wouldn't care less if he was innocent or not. He met those that were corrupt in
his past, but that all in the past now. Determine to leave it all behind.
After a couple of hours walking and climbing through the back streets of
the city, with a now and again check up on the main street to make sure wasn't
lost, he finally found where he was going to. The Society of the Arcane
Sciences. Although he has seen a few of the plays and heard the stories of
"mad scientists" he had his doubt about it all. After all they do
call themselves rogue scientists and get away with it. If they can make the
public at least turn a blind eye with what he has heard and with a title like
that than surely he could find work from them.
Approaching the front door of the Society's building he takes in a
couple of deep breathes. Taking a quick look at the windows to get a reflection
of himself. My Lord did he look terrible, than again so would anyone after
living 8 years in the slums of the city. With a quick spit shine and
straightening of his clothes it was now or never. Not a lot for him to go back
to anyway.
With a couple of heavy knocking thuds on the doors he makes his presence
known for someone to answer.
Catt Hatter:*This guy's been through some things. A
warey boy thought, looking over the sizable stranger from his hidden
perch. And why do these people always show up at night? Despite
the man's considerable stature, the boy didn't get the sense that this stranger
meant to be seen as a threat. He decided to make his presence known.* Who're
you? *He called down from his inverted position on the porch roof,
high above the Society's entrance.*
triman95: With his hat in his hand as he stands at the front
door he turns around in surprise. Looking around for whoever was speaking to
him until he finally looks up. "I am Brian Patrick O'Donnel," he said
as he stares up at the boy with a questioning look, "I came looking for
work here. Are you sure you are suppose to be up there?" Taking steps back
in case he falls.
Catt Hatter:  Don't
know, don't care. I climb around the building a lot when no one is around, so
who'd stop me? *He said,
maintaining his distance. Despite the darkness O'Donnel was able to see the lad's
eyes were different colours against the brown backdrop of his skin.* If
you're looking for work, you'd need to speak to either Dr. Jekyll, Lanyon, or
Rachel.
triman95:  "Climbing
for fun?" he says as if the idea is foreign to him. He had to learned how
to climb fast and well enough in his past, but this just seems to surprise him
a little. "Well if I am looking for one of those three, are you one of
them or a fourth person I get to meet today?"
Catt Hatter:  Second
option. I'm Sozo. *He said,
flipping to hang from the roof. He swung once, twice, and let go! Falling to
land on the stone archway just above the doors. He sat there scrutinising the
man more closely. From this distance, O'Donnel could now see that the boy had a
pierced eyebrow and lip rings, as well as a white patch in the middle of his
otherwise black hair.* Why would you want to work here?
triman95:  He watches
Sozo jump down with a bit of fright to watch someone jump and swing from that
high. Trying his best to smile honestly while Sozo looks at him. Although he
his surprise by the person's choice of piercing, actually more surprise he has
any at all. He thought people here were all high class and what not. The hair,
no explanation to that, maybe scientific accident?
"Well..." he saids as he thinks for a second, "That depends if
you want the short story or the long story? Short story is I thought that you
guys could use some muscle to carry some heavy invention, machinery, or maybe
some big discovery find," flexes his muscles on his arm, "Or at least
have someone helping keeping the place in great condition. That is the short
story. The long one, just like the short version, but I have really no where
else to go to be honest. I only held a job at best a couple of weeks at a time.
I'm really out of options," saying all of this with a honest expression,
but with holding information about him being a street thug and criminal.
Catt Hatter:  *Sozo
thought for a moment.* As far as I know, the lodgers often need help
with heavy loads. And if we can find a room, you will most likely get hired. *he
said, dropping to the ground in front of the man, who now towered over
him.* Question, do you know hand-to-hand?
triman95:  Raises a
eyebrow at his questions, "I know how to fight if that is what you are
asking. I am not sure how knowing how to hand-to-hand fight matters? Is someone
harassing you all?"
Catt Hatter:  *The boy
shrugged.* Nah, just curious. You look like you'd be fun to spar
against sometime.
triman95:  He
chuckles after hearing the Sozo's answer. "Thanks for the compliment, but
believe me. I think I had enough with violence," he says as he takes a
breath in, "The idea of sparring doesn't really appeal to me as much as it
used to."
Catt Hatter:  *Sozo
shrugged again.* If you change your mind, tell me. *He walked
over to the doors, the sound bare feet slapping against stone sharp against the
quiet evening. He pushed open the door.* Coming?
triman95:  Follows
after Sozo, taking note of his appearance. "You are not from this part of
the world are you?" he asks as he climbs up the steps and follows,
"Actually, better question, I thought you Society people were suppose to
be high class."
Catt Hatter:  *I'm
not even from this world, Sozo thought to himself. He scowled a
bit at the comment about class.* Higher than some, not as high as
others. We get by. *He said curtly, heading for the back of the
building.*
triman95:  He follows
Sozo towards the back of the building. Shrugging at his statement. Guess his words
did have some truth. Especially if he is one of the people working here.
Doesn't look that special to him. Just reminds him of every other beggar and
poor person in the slums he met.
Catt Hatter:  *They stopped
outside a door.* Last I checked, this room was vacant and has a bed.
I'll probably be seeing you around. *So saying, he turned to leave.*
triman95:  He looks
confuse when Sozo takes him straight to a empty room. "Whoa, whoa, hold
up," He said as he turns to face Sozo as he starts to leave, "You
just lead me to a room and just giving me it? Didn't you say that you are not
one of the people I need to talk about working here?"
Catt Hatter:  They're
asleep right now. *Sozo
retorted.* Unless you wanted to wake them in the middle of the night?
triman95:  "Didn't
know if anyone else was up this late like you. You sure they wont freak out
that a complete stranger is sleeping in one of their beds?"
Catt Hatter:  Nah,
I'll tell 'em about it in the morning. New people show up all the time.
triman95:  Raises a
eyebrow at Sozo as he says, "You are joking right? You guys do not worry
about someone coming in and causing trouble? They jsut come and go?"
Catt Hatter:  New
people have to be let in for us to not worry. If they break in, they get thrown
out. 
*Least I've never seen them again. He thought.*
triman95:  Sighs as turns
to face the empty room that was given to him for the night. He knew that he
would regret it, but he takes up Sozo's offer. Leaving his company and entering
into the room. Walking up to the long bed and rubbing his hand on the mattress
before sitting and laying down. "Wow," he thought to himself,
"This bed is comfortable... a bit too... comfor... Zzzzzz." His
thoughts and mind sleeping into his sleep before he knew it. It been awhile
since he slept on any real bed that wasn't cheaply mad for factory workers and
scrounge up from the garbage, actually he couldn't remember. As he dozes off
into his sleep, he begins to snore loudly.
== Obtained From ==
Introduction of Brians Patrick O'Donnel
Category:Side Story
Category:Introduction Stories
Category:Haunting Pasts