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More working on the Correspondence defenses at the Tenement building. There are so many other things I would rather be doing--and need to be doing--than this. I have two apprentices in Portland who need assistance. I have Benedict who needs help understanding Spirit magick. I have Zach in town doing god knows what. I have a defensive charm I'm constructing that's been on a backburner for weeks now. And I haven't seen Emma since the Hanford trip we made earlier, which was more about poking at an uber-mage and experimenting with radioactivity than anything else. And theoretically I am working a job at Terminus, even though I have barely lifted a finger or made a token appearance the entire week. Hurray for that Work From Home option I sussed out or I'd have been fired ages and ages ago. (Maybe it's time to just up and resign? I can invest my own monies in the market and still make ends meet easily with the aid of just a little magical precognition.)
Plus side? Using my Brings-the-Pack illusion saves me from having to waste hours and hours physically hiking into and out of WWNP to get to and from the caern. That facilitates my ability to communicate securely. And I used that perk to have a brief chat with Thane about my prior meeting with Karuvar. Thane seemed open to having Karuvar come to the next new moon moot and introduce himself as a potential ally of the sept. And Karuvar seems interested in establishing better relations with the sept. So this could be a good thing. Go-go, cougar-mage!
The next day I took a break and gave Alicia a mystery call to her cell phone (rather than using the cougar illusion as her hangout is somewhat populated, urban, and not conducive to a random cougar sighting), hoping that that might be a good opportunity to test out the anti-scrying wards if she decided to try and track me down. (I suspect it might have been her earlier who'd made the attempt after she blew up at me for not saying who I really was a month ago at the caern when I introduced myself to Thane.) Curiously, she seemed to be over it, having discussed the matter with her brother, Benedict, at some point. That made it somewhat easier (although I'm still quite wary of her) to broach the subject of if she'd care to Dreamwalk Ghost as delicately as possible. She agreed. I explained we might be dealing with repressed memories or perhaps even ancestral memories. I left out that some of these memories might be magically altered/implanted/erased. Hopefully that will be irrelevant, and the less the garou know about what mages can do with their fuzzy little heads, the better. I think it might scare the shit out of them.
This morning I popped over to the farmhouse to see what was shaking and to drop off some food. Truth be told? To just get out of the tenement for a bit, too. It's a bit creepy, all deserted like it is now. Alicia was there. No real news. Everyone seems to be waiting for the Spirals in the Tower to make a move. A new face turned up: Pig Key-Finder. A newly rited metis theurge Stargazer. (Been a while since one of the Stargazers was around.) She doesn't seem talkative, which is a shame, as I tried to subtly get the location of the Portland caern out of her, but no dice. I suppose, if I ever needed to find it, I could eventually find it by scanning about. Easier to just have someone tell me where it is, though. Lots, lots, lots easier. Ah well. Perhaps some other time.
Plus side? Using my Brings-the-Pack illusion saves me from having to waste hours and hours physically hiking into and out of WWNP to get to and from the caern. That facilitates my ability to communicate securely. And I used that perk to have a brief chat with Thane about my prior meeting with Karuvar. Thane seemed open to having Karuvar come to the next new moon moot and introduce himself as a potential ally of the sept. And Karuvar seems interested in establishing better relations with the sept. So this could be a good thing. Go-go, cougar-mage!
The next day I took a break and gave Alicia a mystery call to her cell phone (rather than using the cougar illusion as her hangout is somewhat populated, urban, and not conducive to a random cougar sighting), hoping that that might be a good opportunity to test out the anti-scrying wards if she decided to try and track me down. (I suspect it might have been her earlier who'd made the attempt after she blew up at me for not saying who I really was a month ago at the caern when I introduced myself to Thane.) Curiously, she seemed to be over it, having discussed the matter with her brother, Benedict, at some point. That made it somewhat easier (although I'm still quite wary of her) to broach the subject of if she'd care to Dreamwalk Ghost as delicately as possible. She agreed. I explained we might be dealing with repressed memories or perhaps even ancestral memories. I left out that some of these memories might be magically altered/implanted/erased. Hopefully that will be irrelevant, and the less the garou know about what mages can do with their fuzzy little heads, the better. I think it might scare the shit out of them.
This morning I popped over to the farmhouse to see what was shaking and to drop off some food. Truth be told? To just get out of the tenement for a bit, too. It's a bit creepy, all deserted like it is now. Alicia was there. No real news. Everyone seems to be waiting for the Spirals in the Tower to make a move. A new face turned up: Pig Key-Finder. A newly rited metis theurge Stargazer. (Been a while since one of the Stargazers was around.) She doesn't seem talkative, which is a shame, as I tried to subtly get the location of the Portland caern out of her, but no dice. I suppose, if I ever needed to find it, I could eventually find it by scanning about. Easier to just have someone tell me where it is, though. Lots, lots, lots easier. Ah well. Perhaps some other time.
