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Val popped over to Harbor Park today while I was keeping tabs on the place. She used some sort of scanning magic unexpectedly before I shielded myself. I think she was more focused on the fountain, but she ended up sniffing out some magic on me--and asked me about it. Truth be told, I wasn't sure what she'd detected: the silk undershirt I wear (enchanted with Prime so it offers me a little physical protection) or the five lucky pennies I carry in my wallet so I've got quintessence on-hand if I need it in an emergency. I opted to just tell her about the shirt, as I really didn't want to discuss how I used pennies as vessels for harvesting tass from nodes--and I'm guessing she must have overlooked those or the bigger object just stood out more. She seemed very interested in the shirt and immediately asked if I'd used a spirit to achieve the effect. I told her I wasn't particularly skilled with spirits nor particularly powerful in general. Val then waxed poetic about how awesome the spirit world is and how she wished I could go there so she could show me around. I didn't tell her I could see it and even interact a little with it--just not physically enter it. Instead, I told her I'd like to someday, and knew of other mages who could, but that I was simply nowhere near that powerful.
I'm assuming that if I appear less capable of doing things, the Garou (and Val) will likely pay less attention to me and consider me innocuous--nothing to worry about overly much. Mouse and Salem, on the other hand, have gotten to see a sample of what I can do with Forces and were impressed. (I'm pretty sure I saved Mouse from a Black Spiral Dancer.) But that was quite a while ago. I've expanded my horizons since then. But let's just keep how far those horizons stretch under wraps. Loose lips sink ships.
Earlier I'd been hired by a woman to get evidence that her husband was cheating on her so she could smack him senseless in divorce proceedings. I got pictures and video (with audio) of him out with a substantially too young for him woman, outside a cheap motel, when he was supposed to be on a business trip. I just pocketed $1,500--and I'd hate to be that guy!!! But he brought it on himself. (It still makes me feel like a tawdry TMZ reporter, though.)
I'm assuming that if I appear less capable of doing things, the Garou (and Val) will likely pay less attention to me and consider me innocuous--nothing to worry about overly much. Mouse and Salem, on the other hand, have gotten to see a sample of what I can do with Forces and were impressed. (I'm pretty sure I saved Mouse from a Black Spiral Dancer.) But that was quite a while ago. I've expanded my horizons since then. But let's just keep how far those horizons stretch under wraps. Loose lips sink ships.
Earlier I'd been hired by a woman to get evidence that her husband was cheating on her so she could smack him senseless in divorce proceedings. I got pictures and video (with audio) of him out with a substantially too young for him woman, outside a cheap motel, when he was supposed to be on a business trip. I just pocketed $1,500--and I'd hate to be that guy!!! But he brought it on himself. (It still makes me feel like a tawdry TMZ reporter, though.)
