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I used my cell to take a picture of the fake video screengrab that I made with the chick leaving the Golden Pheasant. One more layer of distortion--just in case--and I doubt anyone will pay it serious notice. Transferred it to a USB drive so it's not getting passed around over cell phones. Viola! I went to the Tenement to give it to the Walkers or to see if they knew where I ought to deliver it to. I was sorely tempted to go visit this old library Val told me about and gave me directions to, just to see who was there and how non-Walkers lived--and nominally to give a copy to Kaz, which Val'd also recommended doing.

But hey... Walkers before Hos--or however it goes.

Practically tripped over this Walker, Devon, when I showed up at the tenement's lobby. Asked if he knew anyone looking into the stretchy murders, and he apparently is--and knew about a bunch of stretched animals that'd been dumped out alongside WWNP nearish Edgewood. Ahhhh, serendipitous coincidence--and I didn't even consciously use magic. I wonder if I'm able to subconsciously tweak reality without even realizing it--or if the universe just likes fucking with me? Anyway, clearly I was meant to give the info to Devon, so I did. I think, since the picture was taken in daylight, that may have busted his "it's a vampire" belief. That might have been part of the destiny wrapped around things--Devon needing to realize it wasn't a vampire. Actually, based upon what I saw scrying into the past, it looked more like a spirit-corrupted human than anything else. Of course, I can't actually tell Devon that as how the fuck would a kin know that kind of thing? He swallowed everything else I fed him--hook, line, and sinker. And I cautioned him about acting rashly on the information and to check before killing people. He seems to think he's a sensible garou ahroun. However, I suspect Hitler thought he was a sensible leader for Germany. Time will tell.

Right before I left, this other garou shows up. Kier. Blind guy. Stargazer metis ahroun. The guy I saw earlier who'd used some kind of trinket to pass into the umbra. Do you have any idea how much I wanted to fire up some magic right there and eyeball the hell out of that think? I kept my cool, but inside I was mentally salivating. I'd love to get my hands on that thing. See if I could get it to work. Skip over to the umbra (and back again), and go crazy with vulgar magic--where there's none of the vulgar paradox backlash to worry about. Oh, the things I would experiment and practice with....

Until then, I'm confined to my Sanctum to practice vulgar magic. Stopped off there before heading home to start a fire going, change it from giving off heat to giving off magnetism, and stuck my hand into the flame. I had magnetic cold-fire licking at the flesh of my hand for a minute. Then I tossed paper clips near it and watched them get sucked into the "flames." How cool is that shit?