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Bumped into a kid at Harbor Park yesterday. Renee. Apparently she moved here a few weeks ago after she beat the shit out of her best friend and put her in the hospital. Damn, what is it with kids these days? (I think I just had a "GET OFF MY LAWN" moment there.) Her grandmother sounded interesting, though. She supposedly messes around with ghost hunting electronics and whatnot.
Met up with Charley in Harbor Park that night. I showed him how I harvested quintessence from the node without killing or damaging it. (He seems interested in Prime as I've seen some of the relevant books from the library out on the reading bench. We seem to be missing one another at the Sanctum, but I'm glad he's making use of some of the books and attempting to learn some new things.
We talked about the garou's fear that warpers suck places of power dry. I mean, sure, it's possible (for someone with greater skill with Prime than me). But why someone would do that kind of thing is.... Okay, I suppose in /extreme/ situations I could see it, but what a shame. It'd be like crushing an antique muscle car because you needed some scrap metal. Although... I suppose if you hated a particular kind of car. I could see crushing a Dodge Neon beater just because. Maybe some mages really dislike the resonance of certain places of power? Like a place tied in with human sacrifices and with energies that resonate with death and torture? Okay. Maybe I can see how some mages might be inclined to wreck some places of power. I like the park, though. And Osprey Circle's node. It's weird how both nodes are fountains. I wonder if there's other nodes out there that I and Nightfall Chantry managed to overlook (and haven't since been eaten by thaumavores like the node at Harp and Starling was)?
Charley seemed interested in former kin mages that'd been at Nightfall. Chloe claimed to be, and so did Dana. Both Dreamspeakers. Chloe was murdered by the garou and they never so much as said "oops, sorry about that" to the Chantry. Dana got a midnight wake-up call in her dorm room by a garou in crinos threatening to kill her, and she eventually moved up north (to Merriweather, aka "middle of nowhere and take a left and keep going") and got hitched to a Children of Gaia. Childhood sweethearts, I think. Plus the Jedi Knights' cabal had been up there a year or two before and saved the collective garou's fuzzy asses--along with their kinfolk. (Thank you very much for the gift basket. Oh, wait. Never got one. Nevermind.) Eh. I kind of miss Dana. She was a bit of a stick in the mud, but she was fun. Not bad on the eyes, either. So being kinfolk doesn't equate to not being murdered if the garou figure out you're a warper. Charley gets it. He seems like he wants someone to confide in and have trust him. Like he almost needs to be accepted by the garou. I suspect he'll be sorely disappointed if he ever lets that genie out of the bottle.
Charley also asked if I'd ever used magic to defend myself against a garou. He mentioned using Mind magic to subtly calm them down, which was a trick I'd though of but never used yet as it was easier to just leave the area.I told him I'd used force lightning (from afar) on a Black Spiral Dancer once to help turn the tide of a fight. And had worked with Val to turn all the silver bullets the recent pack of Dancers had into duds. And that I'd sparred once with Salem when he was in the war form, seeing if I could defend myself, and that I'd been able to immobilize him. I suppose, theoretically, I could have killed him if I'd been inclined. But... I'm not so inclined. I wonder if Charley was fishing for information as to whether or not I'm a potential threat to the garou?
In talking with Charley, I said some things that kind of took me by surprise. I said I was just working long enough until I had enough money put away that I could use Entropy to make small, reasonable gains on a stock portfolio--so I could live off the dividends and quit working for Terminus. Where the hell did this plan come from? Abernathy wanting me to focus on studies? Or has that been my fall-back plan for when I just need to completely disappear off the grid and become a complete recluse like that guy in Colorado?
The vision-fog paradox seems to be lifting. It's kind of unnerving not being able to see things further off. Now there's a metaphor for life.
Met up with Charley in Harbor Park that night. I showed him how I harvested quintessence from the node without killing or damaging it. (He seems interested in Prime as I've seen some of the relevant books from the library out on the reading bench. We seem to be missing one another at the Sanctum, but I'm glad he's making use of some of the books and attempting to learn some new things.
We talked about the garou's fear that warpers suck places of power dry. I mean, sure, it's possible (for someone with greater skill with Prime than me). But why someone would do that kind of thing is.... Okay, I suppose in /extreme/ situations I could see it, but what a shame. It'd be like crushing an antique muscle car because you needed some scrap metal. Although... I suppose if you hated a particular kind of car. I could see crushing a Dodge Neon beater just because. Maybe some mages really dislike the resonance of certain places of power? Like a place tied in with human sacrifices and with energies that resonate with death and torture? Okay. Maybe I can see how some mages might be inclined to wreck some places of power. I like the park, though. And Osprey Circle's node. It's weird how both nodes are fountains. I wonder if there's other nodes out there that I and Nightfall Chantry managed to overlook (and haven't since been eaten by thaumavores like the node at Harp and Starling was)?
Charley seemed interested in former kin mages that'd been at Nightfall. Chloe claimed to be, and so did Dana. Both Dreamspeakers. Chloe was murdered by the garou and they never so much as said "oops, sorry about that" to the Chantry. Dana got a midnight wake-up call in her dorm room by a garou in crinos threatening to kill her, and she eventually moved up north (to Merriweather, aka "middle of nowhere and take a left and keep going") and got hitched to a Children of Gaia. Childhood sweethearts, I think. Plus the Jedi Knights' cabal had been up there a year or two before and saved the collective garou's fuzzy asses--along with their kinfolk. (Thank you very much for the gift basket. Oh, wait. Never got one. Nevermind.) Eh. I kind of miss Dana. She was a bit of a stick in the mud, but she was fun. Not bad on the eyes, either. So being kinfolk doesn't equate to not being murdered if the garou figure out you're a warper. Charley gets it. He seems like he wants someone to confide in and have trust him. Like he almost needs to be accepted by the garou. I suspect he'll be sorely disappointed if he ever lets that genie out of the bottle.
Charley also asked if I'd ever used magic to defend myself against a garou. He mentioned using Mind magic to subtly calm them down, which was a trick I'd though of but never used yet as it was easier to just leave the area.I told him I'd used force lightning (from afar) on a Black Spiral Dancer once to help turn the tide of a fight. And had worked with Val to turn all the silver bullets the recent pack of Dancers had into duds. And that I'd sparred once with Salem when he was in the war form, seeing if I could defend myself, and that I'd been able to immobilize him. I suppose, theoretically, I could have killed him if I'd been inclined. But... I'm not so inclined. I wonder if Charley was fishing for information as to whether or not I'm a potential threat to the garou?
In talking with Charley, I said some things that kind of took me by surprise. I said I was just working long enough until I had enough money put away that I could use Entropy to make small, reasonable gains on a stock portfolio--so I could live off the dividends and quit working for Terminus. Where the hell did this plan come from? Abernathy wanting me to focus on studies? Or has that been my fall-back plan for when I just need to completely disappear off the grid and become a complete recluse like that guy in Colorado?
The vision-fog paradox seems to be lifting. It's kind of unnerving not being able to see things further off. Now there's a metaphor for life.
