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Silvertip showed up Saturday after dusk, right as I was almost done packing for my trip to Colorado. She seems to be wearing more and more feminine attire these days. I don't know if that's a result of having addressed the corruptive thought she has in her head or her just getting more comfortable in her own skin. She was, however, totally lit from something she had smoked. She said--after I expressed concern about feeling threatened by her behavior during a near-full moon--that it helped quell her rage so she would not inadvertently frenzy on me. She wanted me to feel safe around her. I didn't. But I appreciate that she made the effort. (What the hell had she smoked?)
She thanked me for resolving the Dreamwalking incident. (Hurray! My spirit messenger succeeded!) But she wanted to know how I did it and who did it. I didn't want to tell her who did it, because I don't want Val to get shit on for trying to help. And I didn't want to tell her I'd figured out it was Val via simple deduction, guesswork, and a phone call, because--hey--why give up that bit of "how'd he do that?" mystery. To her credit, she didn't demand I tell her who did it, because for a short while, after she asked twice, I kind of figured that's where it was going.
She asked where I was going. I gave a vague answer about seeing a more powerful mage to see about trading some things. She then offered me 7 dried bramblefruits. That's like an entire month's worth of tass collected from the three nodes I'm watching over. And while that probably wouldn't net me even a half-dead, weak-ass talisman, it might be something that tips a deal with my existing wares from being a not-so-good deal (and no trade) into an acceptable deal (and a trade). She was just GIVING them away, too. As if not worth much to her. Although she did say they were in part a reward for me helping her out with the Dreamwalking thing, I didn't feel what I did was all that much. I told her as much before accepting them (and I'd have felt extremely guilty if I hadn't), and she mentioned maybe looking into using some of the bramblefruit to perhaps trade for something--such as information or lore--that might be useful to her. I'll see what I can do. No guarantees. Maybe Pavel has some kind of bone laying about that I could throw to the garou? We'll see.
I mentioned in passing that Jacinta was now Alpha and Salem was her Beta. That seemed to take Silvertip a little bit by surprise. (Was she not asked? I wouldn't be surprised because she seems to have been acting a little flaky--likely from coping with Flux, a gender switch, corruptive thoughts from a Nephandus, and... Lord knows what else. I don't think Silvertip cares for Salem all that much. I wonder why? I'll have to ask Salem, the more balanced and objective of the two.
She thanked me for resolving the Dreamwalking incident. (Hurray! My spirit messenger succeeded!) But she wanted to know how I did it and who did it. I didn't want to tell her who did it, because I don't want Val to get shit on for trying to help. And I didn't want to tell her I'd figured out it was Val via simple deduction, guesswork, and a phone call, because--hey--why give up that bit of "how'd he do that?" mystery. To her credit, she didn't demand I tell her who did it, because for a short while, after she asked twice, I kind of figured that's where it was going.
She asked where I was going. I gave a vague answer about seeing a more powerful mage to see about trading some things. She then offered me 7 dried bramblefruits. That's like an entire month's worth of tass collected from the three nodes I'm watching over. And while that probably wouldn't net me even a half-dead, weak-ass talisman, it might be something that tips a deal with my existing wares from being a not-so-good deal (and no trade) into an acceptable deal (and a trade). She was just GIVING them away, too. As if not worth much to her. Although she did say they were in part a reward for me helping her out with the Dreamwalking thing, I didn't feel what I did was all that much. I told her as much before accepting them (and I'd have felt extremely guilty if I hadn't), and she mentioned maybe looking into using some of the bramblefruit to perhaps trade for something--such as information or lore--that might be useful to her. I'll see what I can do. No guarantees. Maybe Pavel has some kind of bone laying about that I could throw to the garou? We'll see.
I mentioned in passing that Jacinta was now Alpha and Salem was her Beta. That seemed to take Silvertip a little bit by surprise. (Was she not asked? I wouldn't be surprised because she seems to have been acting a little flaky--likely from coping with Flux, a gender switch, corruptive thoughts from a Nephandus, and... Lord knows what else. I don't think Silvertip cares for Salem all that much. I wonder why? I'll have to ask Salem, the more balanced and objective of the two.
After Silvertip left and I finished packing up, I swung by my old Sanctum in the city to grab some things. List of things I have to trade? It's pretty epic:
- 13 file boxes of occult books--about a quarter of my library
- 3 ULUL pills, made from vampire blood and potent recreational party drugs. I know that these will taint a person if ingested and make the person mildly irritable if handled without protection (that from personal experience). Ingesting multiples will turn a person into a fomori. They're roughly a point of tass each. I've still got two of those left for research purposes.
- 6 technicolor popsicles made from juiced bawnfruit. They're about 1 point of tass each. Ingesting one will cause a random, temporary (a couple hours to a couple days), Life-based mutation with both a bane and a boon involved. They reek of Life and Entropy. I bet a Verbena or Euthanatos would be interested in them. Packed them in a cooler filled with dry ice--coincidentally arranged to optimize cooling efficiency. This leaves me with just 6 more in my personal stash: I'm going to have to try one someday.
- 7 dried bramblefruits from Silvertip. Same deal, different preservation technique.
- 1 vial of dried BSD semen. (I had honestly forgotten about this sample I collected from a murder scene ages ago: it'd rolled into the back of the display freezer. Maybe this might be of use to a Verbena? Revitalize the life (if that's possible), then ... uh... Get some female dogs from the pound and ...? Erg. Maybe I should just burn this before I get to Colorado?
- 15 lucky pennies--everything I've got--and I'll make it 16 after I drop by the out-of-town Corax-watched galde Val showed me earlier.
Jeeeeeesus H. Christ, that is a metric fuckload of stuff. Time to drive the speed limit so I don't get pulled over or searched. And DEFINITELY sleeping in remote areas on the trip down. I'm not leaving the car unattended until I'm in the desert outside Pavel's cave. Not even to pee. Piss in a bottle and chuck it out the window later. 20-hour drive. I can do this.
