Nick "Nicodemus" Dalton (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
nick_garou) wrote2014-06-05 06:28 pm
nick_garou) wrote2014-06-05 06:28 pm
The last week (and change) has been a bit of a blur.
I've been making good headway with the Celestial Chorister's thesis on Correspondence and The One being everywhere. I think I'm on my fourth close reading of the text, mulling over ideas as I go along. I think I've been holding myself back by thinking along the lines of multi-dimensional compression as a means of extending my senses to scry upon or influence a remote event when there's really no reason to extend my senses, per se. I've been thinking in terms of distance, but distance doesn't actually matter. "There is no spoon" kind of philosophy. I cannot wait until the moon is fuller so I can go to the spirit world to experiment with some new ideas.
I think the progress I'd made with Correspondence helped recently when I went to tackle some GPS tracking data Alicia wanted me to do with the trackers that Slug planted on two vans from Sherman Pharmaceuticals. I used a dash of Entropy to detect patterns and found that one of the vans was spending a ton of time at St. Jude's Psychiatric Care Hospital. Honestly? I was going to just quit there, but then Slug contacted Val and I with concerns that a lot of innocent people would die unless she or I came up with a plan for saving their lives. I fired up some Correspondence and Forces magic, linked up to the Digital Web, and went hacking. Specifically, I hacked into a single building that was isolated from the main hospital, where the black van went (and where there were at least two other black vans). I digitally raped their security cam feeds and discovered a few sublevels. Ground level is a front operation with real patients and doctors. 1st subfloor is security, but more of a checkpoint and suit-up here. 2nd subfloor is a collection of holding pens, one with two wolves in it and another with a crazy man (garou, tainted badly), and security is in full Ready To Rock And Roll mode there. 3rd subfloor is research labs and operating rooms. Roughly 30-120 people in the building, depending on the time of day. Some are clearly not aware nor involved in the things going on on sublevels 2 and 3. I gathered up a bunch of video files, compiled some maps based off of them, and basically made it look like all I'd done was use the security feeds to generate all the information in my write-up. Then I handed the deal over to Alicia, with copies to Slug and Val and Emma and the Walker tribe. I also yoinked a copy of the magnetic passcode strip from one of the research scientists with clearance to sublevel 3: all access, baby!
I'll pass along the stuff that wasn't in the official report (arm-mounted injectors, the wolves not being garou, the man being garou and badly tainted, the capture nets being electrified, and none of the workers appearing to be supernaturals in disguise) to Salem, Mouse, Emma, and a few others who know I'm a warper in the near future. Sooner rather than later.
With the moon getting fatter, and me soon disappearing from the garou's radar, I'm planning to head out to the Walkers' woodland territory to play again at being a cougar for an extended period of time. Food is, unfortunately, still an issue as my vegetarian diet does not sit well with me when I'm a cougar. Emma had a great idea, though. And I just bought 40 cans of high-protein, vegetarian cat food from the ultra-spendy holistic pet store.
Good grief. I cannot believe I'm actually planning to intentionally eat canned cat food.
Emma. Just thinking about her gives me warm fuzzy feelings inside. Yeah, she can be a little scary at times, but all-in-all, I feel damn lucky to have her in my life. Plus? Zoe is adorable and her mom even likes me. We've spent a lot of time together this past week, and I even stayed over at her place twice. The first night was awkward, but they tried to make it not as awkward. The second night went much more smoothly for everyone. Maybe by night three Emma and I might mess around at her mom's place at night. Surely she's figured out that that's been looooong going on now.
The stock portfolio I put together earlier and distributed to a variety of mage contacts, modified for Terminus, and passed along to Mouse for her parents? It's up nearly 16% with the ongoing and spreading violence.
Mouse texted about the possibility of going to NYC's "The Green" to learn more about the riots. I told her I'd go, but would need to know when, where, and how long. The sooner the better. (It'd give me more opportunities to reach out to my contacts to see who I could meet up with out that way. Maybe offer an individual, cabal, or chantry a little assistance. Or wheeling and dealing. I'm wondering if this novelty of the cougar ring is going to wear off eventually. It might be nice to see what I might trade it for in the future.)
I think the progress I'd made with Correspondence helped recently when I went to tackle some GPS tracking data Alicia wanted me to do with the trackers that Slug planted on two vans from Sherman Pharmaceuticals. I used a dash of Entropy to detect patterns and found that one of the vans was spending a ton of time at St. Jude's Psychiatric Care Hospital. Honestly? I was going to just quit there, but then Slug contacted Val and I with concerns that a lot of innocent people would die unless she or I came up with a plan for saving their lives. I fired up some Correspondence and Forces magic, linked up to the Digital Web, and went hacking. Specifically, I hacked into a single building that was isolated from the main hospital, where the black van went (and where there were at least two other black vans). I digitally raped their security cam feeds and discovered a few sublevels. Ground level is a front operation with real patients and doctors. 1st subfloor is security, but more of a checkpoint and suit-up here. 2nd subfloor is a collection of holding pens, one with two wolves in it and another with a crazy man (garou, tainted badly), and security is in full Ready To Rock And Roll mode there. 3rd subfloor is research labs and operating rooms. Roughly 30-120 people in the building, depending on the time of day. Some are clearly not aware nor involved in the things going on on sublevels 2 and 3. I gathered up a bunch of video files, compiled some maps based off of them, and basically made it look like all I'd done was use the security feeds to generate all the information in my write-up. Then I handed the deal over to Alicia, with copies to Slug and Val and Emma and the Walker tribe. I also yoinked a copy of the magnetic passcode strip from one of the research scientists with clearance to sublevel 3: all access, baby!
I'll pass along the stuff that wasn't in the official report (arm-mounted injectors, the wolves not being garou, the man being garou and badly tainted, the capture nets being electrified, and none of the workers appearing to be supernaturals in disguise) to Salem, Mouse, Emma, and a few others who know I'm a warper in the near future. Sooner rather than later.
Emboldened by this success, I decided that I would send a very civil letter to Karuvar, turning down the offer he made to cougar-me the other month to join him at Copper Sands. I left an open Notepad window on his personal computer with the following text:
Karuvar,
Much as I would like to go visit--because weretiger--I think it's best to avoid exposing/revealing myself to Karuvar, as per Silvertip's advice.
While it was a pleasure--albiet a rather intimidating one--meeting you the other month, and I am flattered by your offer to visit Copper Sands, I am afraid I must inform you that I am not the cougar I appeared to be when we met--and Brings-the-Pack is not my name, either.
As you clearly did not mean me harm, I hope it is clear that I also mean you no harm. And while this might seem like a good foundation for getting to know one another better, I highly value my privacy and anonymity, especially as shifters tend to have a reputation for unexpected violence. (BTW, I did not hack, steal, or read any of your files on this computer. I value others' privacy as well.)
I do wish you the best of luck in your efforts of monitoring the local canine population: they do indeed need a little oversight from time to time. Should you need to contact me, especially if you have a need for defense against Wyrm or a need to sway the local canine population away from or towards a course of action, you may send an e-mail to E28ak7wu30sckl3@yahoo.com. (Yes, it's a disposable drop box.)
Again, please accept my sincerest apologies for my earlier deception.
Much as I would like to go visit--because weretiger--I think it's best to avoid exposing/revealing myself to Karuvar, as per Silvertip's advice.
With the moon getting fatter, and me soon disappearing from the garou's radar, I'm planning to head out to the Walkers' woodland territory to play again at being a cougar for an extended period of time. Food is, unfortunately, still an issue as my vegetarian diet does not sit well with me when I'm a cougar. Emma had a great idea, though. And I just bought 40 cans of high-protein, vegetarian cat food from the ultra-spendy holistic pet store.
Good grief. I cannot believe I'm actually planning to intentionally eat canned cat food.
Emma. Just thinking about her gives me warm fuzzy feelings inside. Yeah, she can be a little scary at times, but all-in-all, I feel damn lucky to have her in my life. Plus? Zoe is adorable and her mom even likes me. We've spent a lot of time together this past week, and I even stayed over at her place twice. The first night was awkward, but they tried to make it not as awkward. The second night went much more smoothly for everyone. Maybe by night three Emma and I might mess around at her mom's place at night. Surely she's figured out that that's been looooong going on now.
The stock portfolio I put together earlier and distributed to a variety of mage contacts, modified for Terminus, and passed along to Mouse for her parents? It's up nearly 16% with the ongoing and spreading violence.
Mouse texted about the possibility of going to NYC's "The Green" to learn more about the riots. I told her I'd go, but would need to know when, where, and how long. The sooner the better. (It'd give me more opportunities to reach out to my contacts to see who I could meet up with out that way. Maybe offer an individual, cabal, or chantry a little assistance. Or wheeling and dealing. I'm wondering if this novelty of the cougar ring is going to wear off eventually. It might be nice to see what I might trade it for in the future.)