Nick "Nicodemus" Dalton (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
nick_garou) wrote2014-12-01 11:23 pm
nick_garou) wrote2014-12-01 11:23 pm
Clusterfucked
Emma and I finally managed to hook up briefly a few days before Thanksgiving. I've been so wrapped up in trying to pinpoint the origins of those two documents--and trying to figure out how to best read someone's mind from 50-80 or so years in the past--that I'd lost sight of the present. Emma suggested we stop saying things like "once this is over" and just /do/--because once one thing is over another pops up, and sometimes four or 97 pop up. She's right. Sometimes you just have to take what you can get. So I did Thanksgiving at her house and, before the moon got too fat, we did a camping roadtrip down to California via Highway 1, just enjoying the sights, the drive, the ocean, and each other. We got back Monday. We were pushing things with the moon. But I dropped her off, tended to LOLcat, and then headed into town to get some groceries after I swung through the park.
That's when everything went to hell. I was talking to Ghost, who'd recently been to Yakima, which gave rise to theorizing about Hanford, which in turn made me think back to those papers. Cold is not the absence of heat, it's the presence of cold. Dark is not the absence of light, it's the presence of dark. That's what the mad ramblings say, at least. But what is the absence of radiation? The ooze feeds on radiation and gets bigger. Maybe if "unradiation" exists, that might shrink or kill it? I can understand the darkness and the cold, but not the unradiation. I need to send word to Pavel and ask about this. Perhaps he knows a Master of Forces who can comprehend radioactive energies beyond what I know?
While talking with Ghost, a fight broke out. Some kid had been harassing this jogger. He pushed the guy down. Was yelling at him. Bullying. I thought that a quick splash of water in his crotch to make it look like he'd peed himself might embarrass him and run him off, so I teleported a small volume of liquid from the fountain into his pants. The next second--BOOM!-- frenzied werewolf jumps on top of the downed jogger. Ghost shifted and attempted to intervene, but it was too late for the man. Then I realized that Ghost and this other garou were likely going to kill each other, and a quick scan showed that the unknown werewolf wasn't tainted. I took cover, began gathering up some Forces, and prepared to sling the two of them--now fighting one another--into the river. Then Ghost tried throwing the other crinos into the river, so I made sure he got out there--coincidentally. Ghost quickly got him subdued, Val showed up to pull the guy across to the umbra, and I ran before the cops came.
Fuck. I tried to help the poor guy out so he wouldn't get bullied and I inadvertently cause an unknown garou to frenzy and kill the guy I was trying to help. I'm responsible for that. And a man is dead because of my actions.
Alicia texted shortly thereafter wanting to talk about what happened. She and Slug pulled up in an SUV and asked me to hop in if I didn't mind the remains in the back of the car--Slug was doing body removal for the jogger. Christ. No way was I getting in that car. Alicia asked what'd happened and I told her--minus the whole "and then I teleported some ice water..... and then I Force Pushed him into the river" aspects. I just wanted to get out of there and no be near them. And my mind was stuck on the fact that I'd inadvertently caused this man's death and that I'd been with Emma not 12 hours earlier when the moon was bigger than halfway full. And then Alicia--I think she tried to help by using some kind of calming gift on me. I just saw incoming Mind/Spirit effect, countered it, but some got through. It was.... What remained was not unwelcome, but still messed with my head a little, so I squelched the effect after I examined it for a few moments.
I got out, grabbed groceries, stuffed myself with a jar of peanut butter, put on my ring talisman, turned into a cougar, and headed out to Walker territory. I need time to think and be alone and evaluate what the hell just happened.
That's when everything went to hell. I was talking to Ghost, who'd recently been to Yakima, which gave rise to theorizing about Hanford, which in turn made me think back to those papers. Cold is not the absence of heat, it's the presence of cold. Dark is not the absence of light, it's the presence of dark. That's what the mad ramblings say, at least. But what is the absence of radiation? The ooze feeds on radiation and gets bigger. Maybe if "unradiation" exists, that might shrink or kill it? I can understand the darkness and the cold, but not the unradiation. I need to send word to Pavel and ask about this. Perhaps he knows a Master of Forces who can comprehend radioactive energies beyond what I know?
While talking with Ghost, a fight broke out. Some kid had been harassing this jogger. He pushed the guy down. Was yelling at him. Bullying. I thought that a quick splash of water in his crotch to make it look like he'd peed himself might embarrass him and run him off, so I teleported a small volume of liquid from the fountain into his pants. The next second--BOOM!-- frenzied werewolf jumps on top of the downed jogger. Ghost shifted and attempted to intervene, but it was too late for the man. Then I realized that Ghost and this other garou were likely going to kill each other, and a quick scan showed that the unknown werewolf wasn't tainted. I took cover, began gathering up some Forces, and prepared to sling the two of them--now fighting one another--into the river. Then Ghost tried throwing the other crinos into the river, so I made sure he got out there--coincidentally. Ghost quickly got him subdued, Val showed up to pull the guy across to the umbra, and I ran before the cops came.
Fuck. I tried to help the poor guy out so he wouldn't get bullied and I inadvertently cause an unknown garou to frenzy and kill the guy I was trying to help. I'm responsible for that. And a man is dead because of my actions.
Alicia texted shortly thereafter wanting to talk about what happened. She and Slug pulled up in an SUV and asked me to hop in if I didn't mind the remains in the back of the car--Slug was doing body removal for the jogger. Christ. No way was I getting in that car. Alicia asked what'd happened and I told her--minus the whole "and then I teleported some ice water..... and then I Force Pushed him into the river" aspects. I just wanted to get out of there and no be near them. And my mind was stuck on the fact that I'd inadvertently caused this man's death and that I'd been with Emma not 12 hours earlier when the moon was bigger than halfway full. And then Alicia--I think she tried to help by using some kind of calming gift on me. I just saw incoming Mind/Spirit effect, countered it, but some got through. It was.... What remained was not unwelcome, but still messed with my head a little, so I squelched the effect after I examined it for a few moments.
I got out, grabbed groceries, stuffed myself with a jar of peanut butter, put on my ring talisman, turned into a cougar, and headed out to Walker territory. I need time to think and be alone and evaluate what the hell just happened.