FIND DOCTOR VLAD MASTERS.
DOCTOR VLAD MASTERS is also one of the few dedicated doctors in SPECTRAL STUDIES. He’s been in the field for about 20 ODD YEARS- think of him as the DR. PINES of ghosts.
You’ve personally never met the guy, but UNCLE FORD has been in contact with him once or twice about that ONGOING SUPER-SECRET THESIS ABOUT THE SUPERNATURAL THAT’S GOING TO DESTROY PHYSICS FOR THE NEXT DECADE.
For reasons unrelated to his studies, he’s FUCK OFF RICH, AND HAS BEEN FOR A WHILE, and owns some kind of company that does weapons and defense systems for private security. You’re kind of hazy on the specifics of VLADCO., but you’re pretty sure you’ve seen the name floating around conspiracy theory threads about SECRET MONOPOLIES and GOVERNMENT EXPERIMENTS.
He’s also legally a lord. Turns out, people can buy lordship.
VLAD MASTERS is a tall, sharp faced, grey haired man with broad shoulders and cold eyes. Despite the crisp cut of his suit, he seems irrevocably sickly in a distant way- he’s rakishly thin, and he looks like he hasn’t slept for a decade.
There’s something kind of intimidating about his frailty. Like looking at a spider.
He brightens a little bit as you all approach.
“Ah! Doctor Pines!” He catches sight of STAN, his tone flattening as he does. “Mr. Pines.”
“Mister Lord Doctor Masters Ph.D,” STAN snarks.
“Charming,” MASTERS sarcastically notes. He looks down at you, and you try not to step back. Those blue eyes feel a bit too much like a microscope. “And who’s this young man?”
>[“D-Dipper Pines. Sir.”]
>[“Mason Pines, doctor.”]
>[“Dr. Pines’ apprentice.”]
>[“Just a guy who’d like to ask a few questions about your evening.”]