A Jekyll and Hyde Story/Roleplay

Part 1

A: Keza walked up to the fanciful door, pushing hear dark hair back behind her shoulders before rapping her knuckles against the hard wood. Her skirt swayed in the light breeze, and the patches were shifting into view no matter how she tried to smooth them down. Her face was twisted into a concerned and worried frown, and she glanced up at the sky to watch the sun. Night would fall in a few hours, and she would have to return to her home before then.

B: *It'd been quite a few years since Robert had found out the truth about his unfortunate condition. However, to this day, he still didn't quite understand it. Still to this day, too, there were often conflicts between himself and Hyde and Hyde and the surrounding world. This resulted in Robert often isolating himself in his own home for long periods of time. In addition, He'd decided love was a foolish path to walk and it was best to only have friends and keep researching into his own issues. He now, also, kept a diary which he filled in every day, he had a leather notebook which he filled with his findings and everything he could on Hyde. So much had changed since he found out about Hyde...* 

*Not too far away, the door to an office was being knocked on by non other than Keza. A rather tall, skinny man answered: wearing an 'Inspector' badge and a top hat*.
"What?" *He growled. He'd been expecting someone at his door for a while, he was questioning local residence on supernatural happenings...*

A: "You're quite cross today Inspector." Keza laughed softly, her dark eyes amused and dancing. She looked him over critically, crossing her arms. She'd dealt with many people in her life, and as Gypsies weren't exactly welcome most were angry. It always made her laugh to think of others being angry, as she was rarely upset like that. "Having troubles then?" a sly grin was on her face, though her mind raced with thoughts concerning her condition. It was getting worse, and she sorely needed help. 

B: *The tall man looked over her. Then he recognized her.* 

"Oh! Bloody hell, sorry", *he exclaimed*, "I might have to tell you, forgive me, last night may have involved a little alcohol and card games..." *the man said scuffing his foot back and forth a couple of time before standing out the way to allow her inside*.
"Sorry for my rather rude greeting. How are you?"

*Meanwhile, Robert was writing in his diary and research book:*
'Nothing today. Hyde did not show his face at all, not even a hair! In fact, as I flick back through the last few pages, I can tell you that Hyde has not made an appearance for a little while - I expect he'll make a dreadful appearance at some point, he doesn't seem to like being cooped up. These days, I give him the freedom to come out when he likes: for i don't try to fight him. But maybe that's due to isolating myself, have i become too lenient with him?......' *He went on for a little while, filling up three A5 pages. Then, switching to the research log, he wrote a short piece:*

'I feel like, once again, even though he hasn't made an appearance for a little while, that there's a burning feeling inside of me, something that gets strong every now and then, then disappears, but then comes back again. It isn't a great force, but it does happen from time to time...there might be a pattern'. *

A: "It's fine, I'm used to it Inspector. Though this time is trying for me, so I'm quite tired right now." Keza sighed a bit dramatically, glancing once again to the sky. "Do you have the information I asked of you?" her left hand was in her pocket, and she rubbed her thumb along a well worn book that she kept always on her person. It detailed her condition, and symptoms. The book stood incomplete though, as the section for cures was empty. 7

 B: "I'm going to have to ask: what information? You've asked a fair amount of me lately.." *He looked a tad confused - but it could have been the alcohol from last night. After closing the door, the man, of whom carried the name 'Matthew Cooper', remove this hat and placed it upon his desk, which he proceeded to walk around and sit down at*.