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Ran into Nieve again the other day and confessed to having accidentally squashed four roaches that'd decided to hang out with me on the floor while I slept--I rolled over on them. Splurt. No problems since buying the cot and not leaving it near the walls, though. She recommended doing an apology to a Cockroach spirit. I was reluctant--less because I didn't think 4 roaches were insignificant in the grand scheme of things and more because I was afraid any spirit that eyeballed me might somehow notice I wasn't a normal human. I'd bought a Twinkie beforehand, thinking that putting that out on the far side of the room might attract the roaches over there (and away from the bathroom) instead of randomly around the room's edges (they prefer walls and corners, not the open spaces) . So Nieve did the ritual and, while she did that, I did a ritual of my own where I cloaked my nature within my own being. It seemed to work. I was able to make an apology without getting detected by the spirit(s) or Nieve.
Later that night, I got an e-mail from Val. Rajani'd been acting weird and she turned out to not be Rajani: instead, the fox shifter was actually the shape-changing thing from Plasticorp (which just announced plans to extend into Kent's Crossing). As soon as I heard, I alerted Salem (who's in charge while Mouse is away). The thing mucked with Val's head and Val was afraid that the bane might have captured and mind-raped or tortured Rajani into revealing the names and locations of all the Garou the Fox shifter had known about. We're unsure if Rajani is alive or dead.
At Val's request, we met at the Rat and Raven pub. I looked her over mentally, and she's fine. She was burned--apparently the bane made her jump on Karuvar as he was breathing fire--and unable to fly. I advised her to not go home, but she can be a little stubborn sometimes.
We had a pretty good talk, just swapping info and ideas over potato skins. She needs to be a bit more cautious: It'd suck to lose her as she's one of the few people I can have deep, serious discussions with around here. The wolves trend towards rudimentary educations. Come to think of it, I can't recall a single one with a college degree. And I've been mock-"scolded" on a couple occasions for using words that are too big or too abstractly linked. (Not that they don't possess useful skills and knowledge of their own, but.... Eh. Val has more depth.)
Back at the tenement now. I think I'll spend the rest of the night reading a few ebooks since my case load has.... oh, crap. I need to find someone else to help located Izzy Spark's mother what with Mouse out of town.
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Nicodemus makes, in all seriousness, an attempt at a formal apology to Cockroach. "Humble yet prolific and all-enduring Cockroach. I have inadvertently harmed four of your many--yet individually valued--numbers, who sought naught but shared warmth in the night. You have my deepest apologies. I meant no harm, especially in this haven for your children where I am but a transient guest. I have acquired for you an offering, one rumored to be nearly as enduring as you--this Twinkie snack cake--which I shall leave for your echoes on this plane of existence, so that they may feed, grow fat, and bear many children to replace the four I inadvertently extinguished." With that, he unwraps the Twinkie and places it on the floor.
Later that night, I got an e-mail from Val. Rajani'd been acting weird and she turned out to not be Rajani: instead, the fox shifter was actually the shape-changing thing from Plasticorp (which just announced plans to extend into Kent's Crossing). As soon as I heard, I alerted Salem (who's in charge while Mouse is away). The thing mucked with Val's head and Val was afraid that the bane might have captured and mind-raped or tortured Rajani into revealing the names and locations of all the Garou the Fox shifter had known about. We're unsure if Rajani is alive or dead.
At Val's request, we met at the Rat and Raven pub. I looked her over mentally, and she's fine. She was burned--apparently the bane made her jump on Karuvar as he was breathing fire--and unable to fly. I advised her to not go home, but she can be a little stubborn sometimes.
We had a pretty good talk, just swapping info and ideas over potato skins. She needs to be a bit more cautious: It'd suck to lose her as she's one of the few people I can have deep, serious discussions with around here. The wolves trend towards rudimentary educations. Come to think of it, I can't recall a single one with a college degree. And I've been mock-"scolded" on a couple occasions for using words that are too big or too abstractly linked. (Not that they don't possess useful skills and knowledge of their own, but.... Eh. Val has more depth.)
Back at the tenement now. I think I'll spend the rest of the night reading a few ebooks since my case load has.... oh, crap. I need to find someone else to help located Izzy Spark's mother what with Mouse out of town.
------- IC Log Snippet -------
Nicodemus makes, in all seriousness, an attempt at a formal apology to Cockroach. "Humble yet prolific and all-enduring Cockroach. I have inadvertently harmed four of your many--yet individually valued--numbers, who sought naught but shared warmth in the night. You have my deepest apologies. I meant no harm, especially in this haven for your children where I am but a transient guest. I have acquired for you an offering, one rumored to be nearly as enduring as you--this Twinkie snack cake--which I shall leave for your echoes on this plane of existence, so that they may feed, grow fat, and bear many children to replace the four I inadvertently extinguished." With that, he unwraps the Twinkie and places it on the floor.
