Logfile from Brass&Steel.

East Side Offices

     This is the first floor hallway of the office building. Rather
sparsely decorated, there's little in the way of 'friendly' and
'welcoming'. The walls are grey drywall in certain areas, little patches
of white spackling making the space barer still. There might be some great
offices within, but the feeling that one gets what one pays for persists.


Zach knocks on the door marked 'Delia Fell, Psychologist <DF>'.

A woman shouts from nearby, "Come in."

You enter a small office.

Psychologist's Office

A well appointed office: oak bookshelves behind an antique desk; a long
brown leather couch and a comfortable recliner in dark wool. The floor is
covered in a persian rug, woven in intricate designs; the only decoration
is a framed copy of her degree. No pictures clutter the desk; there is
only a blotter, some pens, and a few small, leather-bound notebooks.


Zach enters the office with a smile on his face. "Hello ms. Fell. How are
you today?"

Delia says, "I am well, Mr. Ellis; and you?"

Zach nods. "I'm good. Part from a couple of demons I'm about as happy as
can be." There's something about his manner and stance that hint to the
fact that this probably is his default mood.

Delia says, "What demons are troubling you, Zach? And what brings you
here?"

Zach takes a seat, floomping down on a chair. "You wanted to know about
the progress with the Goldie thing, right?"

Delia says, "I would, actually. I haven't seen her since before I last
spoke with you about her."

Zach nods and looks slightly concerned. "Damn... I hope she comes by you
soon again. Well, after you an' me spoke I went to see a representative of
Stone and asked him to spread my distress call. See if they knew any
nearby Dreamers or anyone with that kinda talent, you know. I haven't
herad back from them, but then nobody could ever accuse Stone for quick
work..." He smiles crookedly. "All I got immideately from that meeting was
a guy who's been learning a smattering of the corporeal Dream-tune."

Delia says, "Yes? Who is that?"

Zach sighs. "A Soldier, unfortunately. Tough guy I'm sure, but not someone
I would risk putting in the path of a Shedite. Scouting things out -
probably, but ethereal combat? No. And besides, he's Stone's to command. I
can only ask them if they have any help to give in this case. So the other
thing I'm doing is taking up training in the same Dream-song myself. In
case Trade can't find anyone and I have to do it myself."

Delia says gently, "I hope it will be of help to her."

Zach tilts his head in a nod. "I hope we can get through to Dream, but if
not." He shrugs. "Then we gotta do what we gotta do. Can I ask you.... Do
you know the ethereal and celestial Songs of Healing?"

Delia says, "Only the Ethereral."

<OOC> Delia has to go shortly.

Zach grins. "It's good to know. Look I can't stay, just lemme give you one
tip: You wanna be REAL careful when you give Goldie her book back. Cause
she's gonna want to know how you got hold of it. And she is VERY paranoid,
understandably enough."

<OOC> Zach noddies. OK. Thanks for the rp. :)

Delia says, "I shouldn't tell her that you found it and gave it to me?"

<OOC> Delia needs to fly.

<OOC> Zach waves! :)

You say, "Roger found it."

Delia says, "I will tell her that, then."

<OOC> Delia is sorry for cutting short; maybe we can finish later?

Zach nods and takes his leave. "See you 'round then. Walk with God."

Delia says, "And you."

Delia has disconnected.

You leave the office.