Nick "Nicodemus" Dalton (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
nick_garou) wrote2014-01-12 09:46 am
nick_garou) wrote2014-01-12 09:46 am
Friday: RED ALERT! Walkerhaus under attack!
Friday night I dropped by the Tenement to talk with Mouse about Naomi. A few seconds after I stepped into the lobby area, alarms started going off. Clarice disappeared instantly--literally instantly and literally disappeared. And then Mouse. And... Thankfully the computer screens were flashing "UMBRAL INCURSION" so I had an idea as to what was going on. But everyone couldn't see the screens and someone new had just shown up and.... It was chaos for a second until we figured out that Waldo, the new Walker who'd just arrived, wasn't triggering the alarm. All the garou went umbral and I fired up some scrying magic and began building up a nasty little bit of magic that blended the fun and excitement of a supercharged taser jolt with a stunning psychic attack. I suspect that'd drop someone (non-lethally) on their ass in a heartbeat.
The umbra was full of spirits, some attacking the safehouse and some defending it. Chaos. And there was a person-sized otter spirit running around helping Clarice out (who was cybered up AND had silvery fur on top of that--WTF?). The otter spirit was kind of cute too in a "glad it's on the other side of the glass/gauntlet" sort of way. The attackers? Geometric shape spirits the garou call geomids, pattern spiders, and weird-looking, modified (controlled?) roach spirits. Unfortunately, I couldn't make heads or tails out of what the garou were saying as the fight went on, and I was reluctant to tap into one of their minds to get a translation--for fear that might mess them up if I screwed up the effect.
I didn't see Mouse in the fight anywhere until the tide of the battle had clearly (and quickly) turned to the garou's favor. *SPLAT* Mouse'd jumped off the roof and hit the pavement to rescue a roach spirit that'd been capture and they were trying to carry off. (Yeah, having the ability to regenerate DEFINITELY changes one's mentality. Garou can be crazy-ass fucks.)
Fight over, everyone went back to the realm to lick wounds and recover. Mouse was the most messed up--she hurt her spine again. She had awakened morphine in her room, which I fetched for her. And then she was out. I played ignorant as to what happened on the other side, just like a good, normal kin should. Stayed at the tenement that night so I could sit at the desk, monitor security feeds, and make sure another attack wasn't coming.
Tired. So very tired.
The umbra was full of spirits, some attacking the safehouse and some defending it. Chaos. And there was a person-sized otter spirit running around helping Clarice out (who was cybered up AND had silvery fur on top of that--WTF?). The otter spirit was kind of cute too in a "glad it's on the other side of the glass/gauntlet" sort of way. The attackers? Geometric shape spirits the garou call geomids, pattern spiders, and weird-looking, modified (controlled?) roach spirits. Unfortunately, I couldn't make heads or tails out of what the garou were saying as the fight went on, and I was reluctant to tap into one of their minds to get a translation--for fear that might mess them up if I screwed up the effect.
I didn't see Mouse in the fight anywhere until the tide of the battle had clearly (and quickly) turned to the garou's favor. *SPLAT* Mouse'd jumped off the roof and hit the pavement to rescue a roach spirit that'd been capture and they were trying to carry off. (Yeah, having the ability to regenerate DEFINITELY changes one's mentality. Garou can be crazy-ass fucks.)
Fight over, everyone went back to the realm to lick wounds and recover. Mouse was the most messed up--she hurt her spine again. She had awakened morphine in her room, which I fetched for her. And then she was out. I played ignorant as to what happened on the other side, just like a good, normal kin should. Stayed at the tenement that night so I could sit at the desk, monitor security feeds, and make sure another attack wasn't coming.
Tired. So very tired.