A/N: I don't know how good this will be, so bear with me *growls in bear language*
This isn't usually my genre, so it's hard. But that's what makes the world go 'round! :D
funyun, Here are the rooms for you. If you have any more ideas on them, I'd appreciate it.
Disclaimer: I own everybody else, but the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, Got It? *High sarcasm there*
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Dorian walked around the League's
HQ. Every room was someone's design.
There was a lab that Mina and Jekyll shared. Each had their own half.
Quartermain had an office, like the one in Africa. Tom's room was rather plain.
He wanted a simple room. Why, Dorian could not figure out. The basement was
Hyde's. Yes, the entire basement. Skinner had a room… somewhere. Dorian had yet
to discover it's whereabouts. Nemo didn't have a room. They had made a dock for
the Nautilus, which is where Nemo spent most of his time.
"Dorian, We'll be off in a matter of moments," Mina said from behind him. "Which way will you be traveling?"
Dorian hadn't really thought about that. "I suppose I will get back into my portrait."
Mina nodded. "Nemo had it brought aboard the Nautilus." She turned smartly and left Dorian watching her. He sighed then followed.
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Nemo was directing his men. They were loading the final supplies needed for this special voyage. "Mr. Grey, will you be joining the rest of the League for the briefing?"
Dorian raised a brow, "I suppose that would be appropriate. I'd like to know more about this 'Necrette.'" He strolled up the ramp leading to the main body of the Nautilus.
People were running about everywhere doing tasks appointed by Nemo. Many looked as if they kept running into an invisible wall. They were usually followed by an insult of some sort. Dorian smirked. Skinner was up to his old tricks, but being clumsy about it.
Dorian felt a clap on his shoulder, " 'Ello, Dorian. I see you made it safe and sound." The thief would have been smiling, if Dorian could see him.
"Skinner, You're an absolute riot." Dorian said with a note of sarcasm.
"Touchy, touchy," Skinner said, releasing Dorian's shoulder. The thief walked on, still running into the crew.
Dorian watched the invisible man as he ran into Jekyll. Jekyll said something to the thief. Jekyll was pushed aside as (presumably) Skinner brushed by. Jekyll shook his head smiling.
The dead man walked away towards his old cabin. He had a few minutes before they set "sail." He intended to use them. Hopefully, The portrait would be in there. If not, he would be most upset.
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The League (at least those who were going by "Nautilus") sat around the rectangular table in the meeting room. (a/n: I didn't know what to call it) They each had a file before them.
Within the file was a picture of their contact. He was a dark haired man with pale skin. He also had pointed ears. Beneath his picture was a description of his job and were they would find him:
Necrette is a keeper of the Dark Powers of the Drow. The Drow are a race that once was Elven, but were outcast by the Elves.
Necrette can be found north of Ancarra's training courtyard. To speak with him, one must say the incantation: Ralom chante kalont. Necrette will appear at that point. Be prepared for him in any form.
That was it. There was nothing else to the man's description. He was a keeper of magic.
"Well, isn't 'e charming," Skinner said.
All eyes were on Skinner in a look that said "don't speak again"
"Fine, I can take a hint." Skinner said with a glare. For the rest of the meeting he sat in brooding silence.
"Where is this Ancarra?" Nemo said. He was the only one to receive a map. He rolled it out on the table. Mina studied it for a moment and then circled an area nor-north west from their arrival point.
"This is Ancarra. To the direct east of this place is Winru. North- west from that is Remmai. All of this is surrounded by a redwood forest. Occasionally, we'll come across a pine or rainforest."
Dorian was surprised. Mina was usually in the background with her science. He never expected a tour guide out of her.
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A/N: Ok, so I'm not so good at these fics. It'll get better once I'm in my own field: Way back when in fantasyland. Probably since I'll be working with my own characters and ideas.