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Zedd set the tome aside and got up, going after the woman. He had to jog for a moment to catch up to her, his uneven breathing getting her attention.

"I'm sorry, but do you think i could come along? I'd like to meet Dr. Reagan if he isn't too busy" The young man looked hopeful, almost as if a 'no' would crush his heart.

 

Lisa took a breath before replying, as if she were trying to find a gentle way to say no. But then she looked again at all those little tabs and notes sticking out of the Treatise. "Sure, come along," she smiled. "This might not be the best time, but with all the work you've done you may be able to save him a lot of research."

 

After introductions, Furlo told of the cat men as he had to Horatio. Dr Ledger made a short hmm, and looked as if sleepy or in deep thought. Suddenly he walked towards a bookcase at the wall, and pulled forth a rather small book.
"In my younger days I travelled as far as Kaytonia, when I had strength to explore the world with my own eyes. I can't say that I have seen these creatures you speak of, but a dear friend of mine has I'm sure," Atiro said as he holds up the little book and starts paging in it, "This is his journal you see, and I'm sure I've found an episode of catmen in cages to the north, on a ship from Zaykon. I'll look into more scientific books if you'd like, but need some time first then."
He hands over the open book to Horatio, a quick sketch of a catlike man in a cage is drawn on one page, "See, there's an image of it, is this what you saw Hamilton?" Furlo nods in silence.
Atiro smiles softly at them, "Keep it then, there might be more information you could use. Come back tomorrow at 3pm and I'll let you know what I've discovered."

 

Zedd grinned once the woman allowed him to follow. "Do you know why the Doctor wants this particular book?"

Not paying attention to anything else, he managed to trip on his own feet, sending him sprawling to the floor. Getting back up with a nervous chuckle, it was apparent Zedd was a walking disaster.

 

Dr. Raegan smiles and takes the book.

"I'll do that, Atiro. Thank you. It was a pleasure to see you again."

The Doctor's face burns up with a red.

"Oh, my. How silly of me, Mr. Furlo. I never told Lisa I was heading over to the History department. We must hurry back as soon as possible; she must be very annoyed at the moment."

 

Parting with Atiro, Furlo and Horatio walks back to his quarters. Apparently they've arrived before Lisa, seeing her nowhere. Furlo sits down in a chair with a sigh, and looks around the old room.
"Not much have changed here, even though it was.. around 10 years ago I set foot here last. Perhaps I could invite you to dinner tonight, Dr? As a thanks to me troubling your mind with all this. What say you?"
Furlo appears as gentle as a newly graduated student, as he waits for an answer with a questioning raised eyebrow.

 

Dr. Raegan smiles and nods.

"That would excellent, friend. Where and when?"

 

"Excellent, Dragontail inn tomorrow at six would be ok? You can bring along who you'd like. I hope you don't mind if I bring along some old acquaintances of mine, I was hoping to assemble another expedition, and more information for all members would be great. I'll see you tomorrow then?"
Furlo looks questioningly at Horatio.

 

"Very well, then. I shall meet you there the next day."

 

"Very well, see you then. Bring my greetings to Lisa."
Departing Horatios quarters, Lisa arrives a bit later with Zedd on her tail, asking all sorts of questions regarding the doctor.

 

Lisa interrupted Zedd's stream of questions to make introductions. "Dr. Raegan, I found your books," she said, setting them down on a table. She took up the Treatise and indicated the many scribbled bookmarks. "Zedd here seems to have done some extensive research on the Treatise. I thought he might be helpful in making your research more, uh, expedient."

[ March 31, 2003, 03:37: Message edited by: Rallymama ]

 

Ricardo enters his residence, instructing a servant to take his cloak while another brings the game he had bagged to the kitchens. The day's hunting had been invigorating, but he recalls with distaste that most of the assembled nobility had been using his competitors' guns - those that weren't so tradition bound as to still hunt with bows, that is.

He makes his way to the study, and sits down at an elegantly carved hardwood writing desk, and begins to study the reports whihc his butler has thoughtfully laid out.

 

The Doctor thanks Lisa, and apologizes for leaving without notice. He then turns to Zedd.

"Ah, I don't recall you as one of my students, but who are you, and have you come across anything of interest, in these, ah, studies?"

 

Zedd was busy looking around the room, taking in everything with his eyes. He blinked a few times in confusion, surprised at being addressed.

"Eh? What? Oh, me! I'm Zeddacius, a student of magic. No no, not one of yours. I came through here to study and learn more about magic." Under his breath he muttered, mostly to himself, "There's always more to learn..."

"Anything interesting? Oh, yes! Everything is...but what exactly do you want to know about? There is much i have read."

 

Dr. Raegan raises an eyebrow.

"A student must have a teacher. Who is he?"

 

"Many teachers, and none. I have learned most on my own, studying magic. But most of my knowledge is from books. There isn't anyone who could teach me." A cryptic answer, but it has a ring of truth.

 

"Hrm. Interesting. Interesting. Have you come across anything you would consider significant? Anything at all; I would love to hear it."

 

ooc: sorry all, work has been really hectic lately. Hopefully I'll get some more time off during easter.


Among his mail, Ricardo found a pair of orders of weapons from a not so official source. Although opening a particular letter, it's from an old friend requesting a special favor.

Greetings Ricardo

It's been too long since we met, although many regrets I've had for not to. I'm going on a rescue mission and need equipment, Drake-Tongues to be precise. I know you always have a mind of business hidden somewhere, so think of the praising of your weapons if used to liberate the recent expedition that was lost. Although, more on the side of old friends, I would like to invite you to join the mission, should you so desire.

Your's Truly
Hamilton

exploring the envelope, he finds a short note with the invitation to the dinner party the following day.

 

Ricardo peruses the letter for a while, then rings a bell near his desk. A few minutes later, his butler, Dartwick shuffles in. "You rang, sir?"
"Ah, Dartwick, "answers Ricardo, " I have just recieved a letter from Hamilton Furlo. Would you be so good as to fetch any information I may have on his previous expeditions - and mark down a dinner party on my schedule for tomorrow evening."

 

Zedd nods, "Yes, there is much that's interesting. Anything you're looking for?" Without waiting for an answer, Zedd begins reciting everything he found to be 'interesting'. Word for word, he starts with the book he had just been reading, speaking out loud to the Doctor.