IJ and the Black book, Chapter 2

Posted by Michaelson from leospace047.utsi.edu on June 30, 2000 at 17:43:34:

On the outside chance that others will be interested, I do have a short second chapter, continuing the story as I know it. Once again, I'm continuing with the story using Indy and another character as substitutes. I'm also using a name you'll all recognize, and not for the most obvious reason, but because with the continued storyline as it exists, it also actually supplied an opportunity to provide a continuity snafu that I believe occured in Raiders....that being the source behind the real name I'm placing in this chapter. Once again, this being said, I continue in the story teller tradition...

Indiana Jones and the Black Book...chapter 2

"Honest to God, Steve, I don't have a clue where she came from, or even went to! It makes me doubt if I should ever venture into the field again. I'm getting as absent minded as old Marcus was before he passed on!"

"Don't be so hard on yourself, Indy" laughed the listener of Indy's emotion filled harrange. Dr. Stephen Edward Michaelson sat in his oak desk chair, dangerously balancing on its back legs and leaning against the office wall. Puffing on his short briar pipe, he gazed across his desk at Indy through his thick, black rimmed glasses.

Indy and Michaelson had once co-authored a text book in their early years at the college concerning their combined studies of a dig outside Hazelton. Steve was one of Indy's oldest established associatiates at the school, and after Marcus's passing of a few years before, had become Indy's few sounding boards and confidants located on campus. Steve Michaelson was a research man, pure and simple. Indy was quite the opposite, more at home in the field in his fedora and leather jacket. Not Steve Michaelson! He much preferred the book and pen to trudging around in the dust, heat and cold. He and Indy were like a well matched set of complete opposites, if such a thing existed.

"You say they want to invite you to a meeting...of 'the coven'?", Michaelson asked.

"Thanks right. But after I've translated more of the book." replied Indy.

"Should be quite educational"

"You're not seriously suggesting I should go through with this, are you?"

"Absolutely", replied Steve, through a cloud of the aromatic Dannish pipe tobacco. "If anything, you can always site them as sources for your paper. That way it saves you from having to dig so deep for pre-published material to plant in your paper."

"Sure, but who in the world am I going to find to jury THIS paper? Using a 'coven' as source material isn't exactly the cup of tea for any of our esteemed college professors," Indy wryly remarked.

"Hummm, the three witches from MacBeth come to mind" grinned Steve.

"You're a BIG help!" Indy said, shaking his head.

"Seriously, Indy, if you'd like me to plod on with the book translation while you're out poking about in the field, we could co-author the paper and help each other out. I'm currently between research projects, and I could always use the extra publishing credit this term", said Steve.

"Actually, Steve, you read my mind. But let me tell you, I'm really acting more like Marcus everyday. I have a strange feeling about this book. To paraphrase a statement that Marcus made during a situation in our past, 'It's like nothing I've ever gone after before', but in this case, I've ever DEALT with before," replied Indy.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing I can put in words. It's just a gut feeling. Like I said, I can really use the help. But old buddy, if I wave you off from this one, believe me, I have VERY good reasons. Just stop what you're doing and wait on me."

"Understood", said Steve. "I'm not one to make work anyway." Michaelson tipped his chair forward and reached for his matches as Indy rose to leave.

"I'm serious, Steve. If I say walk away, no arguments, no discussions, no questions, just walk and don't look back."

As Indy closed the door of Michaelson's office, he left behind a very perplexed researcher, absently pulling at his cold pipe.

End chapter 2.

I do have a just a couple of ideas and pieces of the puzzle left, but my sources are just about depleted. If interest is shown, I'll attempt to piece them together into some coherent form over the weekend and submit them to the fire as well (grins). Until then, have a great weekend, and see if any thoughts are out there regarding where this should go. I'll do some mulling and research myself. There is still a little left to tell, should interest be shown. Regards. Michaelson

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: On the outside chance that others will be interested, I do have a short second chapter, continuing the story as I know it. Once again, I'm continuing with the story using Indy and another character as substitutes. I'm also using a name you'll all recognize, and not for the most obvious reason, but because with the continued storyline as it exists, it also actually supplied an opportunity to provide a continuity snafu that I believe occured in Raiders....that being the source behind the real name I'm placing in this chapter. Once again, this being said, I continue in the story teller tradition...

: Indiana Jones and the Black Book...chapter 2

: "Honest to God, Steve, I don't have a clue where she came from, or even went to! It makes me doubt if I should ever venture into the field again. I'm getting as absent minded as old Marcus was before he passed on!"

: "Don't be so hard on yourself, Indy" laughed the listener of Indy's emotion filled harrange. Dr. Stephen Edward Michaelson sat in his oak desk chair, dangerously balancing on its back legs and leaning against the office wall. Puffing on his short briar pipe, he gazed across his desk at Indy through his thick, black rimmed glasses.

: Indy and Michaelson had once co-authored a text book in their early years at the college concerning their combined studies of a dig outside Hazelton. Steve was one of Indy's oldest established associatiates at the school, and after Marcus's passing of a few years before, had become Indy's few sounding boards and confidants located on campus. Steve Michaelson was a research man, pure and simple. Indy was quite the opposite, more at home in the field in his fedora and leather jacket. Not Steve Michaelson! He much preferred the book and pen to trudging around in the dust, heat and cold. He and Indy were like a well matched set of complete opposites, if such a thing existed.

: "You say they want to invite you to a meeting...of 'the coven'?", Michaelson asked.

: "Thanks right. But after I've translated more of the book." replied Indy.

: "Should be quite educational"

: "You're not seriously suggesting I should go through with this, are you?"

: "Absolutely", replied Steve, through a cloud of the aromatic Dannish pipe tobacco. "If anything, you can always site them as sources for your paper. That way it saves you from having to dig so deep for pre-published material to plant in your paper."

: "Sure, but who in the world am I going to find to jury THIS paper? Using a 'coven' as source material isn't exactly the cup of tea for any of our esteemed college professors," Indy wryly remarked.

: "Hummm, the three witches from MacBeth come to mind" grinned Steve.

: "You're a BIG help!" Indy said, shaking his head.

: "Seriously, Indy, if you'd like me to plod on with the book translation while you're out poking about in the field, we could co-author the paper and help each other out. I'm currently between research projects, and I could always use the extra publishing credit this term", said Steve.

: "Actually, Steve, you read my mind. But let me tell you, I'm really acting more like Marcus everyday. I have a strange feeling about this book. To paraphrase a statement that Marcus made during a situation in our past, 'It's like nothing I've ever gone after before', but in this case, I've ever DEALT with before," replied Indy.

: "What do you mean?"

: "Nothing I can put in words. It's just a gut feeling. Like I said, I can really use the help. But old buddy, if I wave you off from this one, believe me, I have VERY good reasons. Just stop what you're doing and wait on me."

: "Understood", said Steve. "I'm not one to make work anyway." Michaelson tipped his chair forward and reached for his matches as Indy rose to leave.

: "I'm serious, Steve. If I say walk away, no arguments, no discussions, no questions, just walk and don't look back."

: As Indy closed the door of Michaelson's office, he left behind a very perplexed researcher, absently pulling at his cold pipe.

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: End chapter 2.

: 
: I do have a just a couple of ideas and pieces of the puzzle left, but my sources are just about depleted. If interest is shown, I'll attempt to piece them together into some coherent form over the weekend and submit them to the fire as well (grins). Until then, have a great weekend, and see if any thoughts are out there regarding where this should go. I'll do some mulling and research myself. There is still a little left to tell, should interest be shown.  Regards. Michaelson

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