Arthur "Artie" Nielsen (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
doyousmellfudge_archive) wrote2011-07-29 06:17 pm
doyousmellfudge_archive) wrote2011-07-29 06:17 pm
Entry tags:
Nevermore, part whatever
Artie's Office
Warehouse 13
South Dakota
The Artifact has been snagged and bagged. All that remains is the tagging. Well, the shipping back to the Warehouse and then the tagging, but the point still stands. The job is all but finished, and, amazingly enough, no one died.
"I think, Mr. Poe," Artie murmurs as he enters the pen and notebook into the computerized Artifact database, "that when your things arrive, we'll stick them in... yeah. Madrid section. That is, if Leena agrees."
"Arthur?"
Artie starts, but only a little. He was expecting Mrs. Frederick to still be keeping an eye on him after the lecture he got yesterday. (At least, he will claim he was expecting it.)
"Pete and Myka are in Colorado Springs," says Mrs. Frederick as she walks up to Artie's desk.
Artie sighs and scratches at his jawline. "Yeah, I know, I should've tried to--"
"And so is MacPherson."
As if on cue, an alert pops up in the center of Artie's monitor:
Artie boggles at the screen. "Wh-what? H-how did--? He was there the whole time??"
"He had us all distracted. I think that was MacPherson's intent."
Artie barely hears her over the sudden rush of realization. It was MacPherson who sent the book to Warren Bering, but it wasn't for revenge or even just as a distraction, he wanted them to find the pen--
Artie all but dives for the Farnsworth. He just hopes his warning won't come too late.
[Dialogue from Warehouse 13 episode 1x12, "Nevermore."]
Warehouse 13
South Dakota
The Artifact has been snagged and bagged. All that remains is the tagging. Well, the shipping back to the Warehouse and then the tagging, but the point still stands. The job is all but finished, and, amazingly enough, no one died.
"I think, Mr. Poe," Artie murmurs as he enters the pen and notebook into the computerized Artifact database, "that when your things arrive, we'll stick them in... yeah. Madrid section. That is, if Leena agrees."
"Arthur?"
Artie starts, but only a little. He was expecting Mrs. Frederick to still be keeping an eye on him after the lecture he got yesterday. (At least, he will claim he was expecting it.)
"Pete and Myka are in Colorado Springs," says Mrs. Frederick as she walks up to Artie's desk.
Artie sighs and scratches at his jawline. "Yeah, I know, I should've tried to--"
"And so is MacPherson."
As if on cue, an alert pops up in the center of Artie's monitor:
| SEARCH RESULTS: |
| Subject: JAMES MacPHERSON Current Location: COLORADO SPRINGS, CO |
Artie boggles at the screen. "Wh-what? H-how did--? He was there the whole time??"
"He had us all distracted. I think that was MacPherson's intent."
Artie barely hears her over the sudden rush of realization. It was MacPherson who sent the book to Warren Bering, but it wasn't for revenge or even just as a distraction, he wanted them to find the pen--
Artie all but dives for the Farnsworth. He just hopes his warning won't come too late.
[Dialogue from Warehouse 13 episode 1x12, "Nevermore."]
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His visage behind the lantern's spotlight is the only thing Pete and Myka see before everything goes white.
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"What was that?" Warren sounds slightly dazed.
Unfortunately, that's a question she has the answer to. "Jack the Ripper's lantern."
"At least now we know where that is." Pete doesn't sound at all glad.
Myka looks around and her heart hurts.
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"He used us. From the very beginning."
"No," Artie murmurs, more bitter and weary than he could possibly say. "He used me."