Mad Fantasy

[Carthrat]

Richard nods, and turns off the car.

"You run around and search, and I'll head to the office," he says. "I'll get them to page him over the intercom."

[baka]

"Thanks, Richard. I'll try and find out what platform his train is likely to have come in on, just in case I missed it."

Fitz dashes back in and heads to the information booth, hoping there's someone there at this hour.

[Carthrat]

A quick conversation reveals that Charlie would've come in on Platform 3, one of the country-bound lines.

He's not there, though, and an articulate voice comes in over the loudspeaker..

"Could Charlie Fitzgerald please come to the inquires desk, where his uncle is waiting for him... Could Charlie Fitzgerald..."

[baka]

Fitz smiles slightly at the thought of Uncle Richard, then heads slowly towards the information desk, looking around to see if Charlie is appearing from anywhere.

[Carthrat]

There's just no sign of the boy, anywhere.

[baka]

Fitz sighs and heads over the enquiries desk to meet back up with Richard, wondering what could have happened to Charlie, and hoping the kid's just decided to go for a walk.

[Carthrat]

"No luck?" asks Richard, sounding worried. "Maybe we should call the police."

[baka]

"Mmm," agrees Fitz, equally worried. "Shall we head to yours? I'll call the local police station on the way."

[Carthrat]

"Yeah," replies Richard, starting to head back towards the car. "It's dangerous for him. Especially if the wrong sort connects him with you."

[baka]

"Tell me about it. At least normally it's just a Mystrix or two out for a scrap, when he's tagging along with me."

Once in the car, Fitz dials the local police station to report Charlie missing.

[Carthrat]

Richard looks concerned at that

"Look, they're striking far too often," he says, worriedly. "Let's just hope it wasn't them."

[baka]

"Sorry," Fitz apologises. "I'm sure it wasn't - it's only ever been when he's with me."

[Carthrat]

A few minutes later, Richard pulls up outside his house. As he enters it, you're reminded of the mans devotion; a memory that's only enhanced as you actually step inside his sitting room. Above a grand fireplace, his favoured claymore hangs up on a wall, emblazoned with the silver disk of Selene. A few religious items dot the room; a couple of books, a pendant here.

"Look, we should get some rest, and think about this in the morning," says Richard, glancing about. "It's getting a little late."

[baka]

"Yeah, you're right. Where's your spare room, again?" Fitz replies, looking around Richard's home as if he's never seen it before, just like he does every time he comes here.

[Carthrat]

"You still can't remember? It's just opposite the kitchen," replies Richard, shaking his head.