Sharknado-date, crushed hearts, missing Val, and an upcoming trip to scenic... Wisconsin?
( I think my pants just booked a trip to Wisconsin. )
( Scratching my contacts' backs. )
( I think I accidentally stomped on Mouse's heart. :( )
( No idea where you are, Val, but be careful you crazy bird. )
I wonder if Riley can cat-sit for me?
( Scratching my contacts' backs. )
( I think I accidentally stomped on Mouse's heart. :( )
( No idea where you are, Val, but be careful you crazy bird. )
I wonder if Riley can cat-sit for me?
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24 hours after the meeting? CHAOS. Then Order.
( Talking with Riley. Note to self: Where the hell is she storing those explosives? )
( Val? Stop. Helping. )
( Meeting with Elliot. He's rather level-headed. For a werewolf. )
( Poor Salem. At least there's no uppity or crazed cubs to worry about this time around. )
( I am a little stunned I'm not in trouble for having disobeyed Mouse, and a little concerned that Val might be taking the rap for that. )
( Val? Stop. Helping. )
( Meeting with Elliot. He's rather level-headed. For a werewolf. )
( Poor Salem. At least there's no uppity or crazed cubs to worry about this time around. )
( I am a little stunned I'm not in trouble for having disobeyed Mouse, and a little concerned that Val might be taking the rap for that. )
Prequel to meeting with Jacinta and Elliot
( Getting some advice from my no-holds-barred Russian shapeshifting mentor down near Boulder, CO. )
( Back to Saint Clair so Riley can literally slap me in the face. How come I don't get to slap people in the face? )
( Salem gives some much-needed advice about talking to Jacinta. )
( Well, well, well. That might explain why a former sept alpha, who knew what I was, didn't spill the beans to the rest of the sept. )
( A productive meeting with Mouse, a trip to Harbor Park's umbra, and letting Mouse romp about in low-G. )
( Back to Saint Clair so Riley can literally slap me in the face. How come I don't get to slap people in the face? )
( Salem gives some much-needed advice about talking to Jacinta. )
( Well, well, well. That might explain why a former sept alpha, who knew what I was, didn't spill the beans to the rest of the sept. )
( A productive meeting with Mouse, a trip to Harbor Park's umbra, and letting Mouse romp about in low-G. )
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Scattered thoughts. Metal doors. Something stinks.
( Ask again later? How about I throw you off the top of this building? )
( Naomi used to be a Ragabash Glass Walker? I... find this hard to believe. )
( A knife that robs garou of their ability to shift. Iiiiiintereeeesting. )
( If I use magic to hold someone down so a werewolf can kill them, that's not me killing someone--I hope. )
( Security + door = time to flee )
( Naomi used to be a Ragabash Glass Walker? I... find this hard to believe. )
( A knife that robs garou of their ability to shift. Iiiiiintereeeesting. )
( If I use magic to hold someone down so a werewolf can kill them, that's not me killing someone--I hope. )
( Security + door = time to flee )
Life on top of the run-down apartment is interesting.
( Relocated. I am not a material girl/warper, but I am living in a material world. )
( Could I disguise myself as a Weaver, Wyld, or Wyrm spirit in the umbra? )
( Werewolf orthopedics. )
( Clarice is a bit more curious about the rocks than I thought, and Mouse and I play at being evasive. )
( Tribal(ish) secret? )
( Could I disguise myself as a Weaver, Wyld, or Wyrm spirit in the umbra? )
( Werewolf orthopedics. )
( Clarice is a bit more curious about the rocks than I thought, and Mouse and I play at being evasive. )
( Tribal(ish) secret? )
Hell? Meet handbasket.
( Dear vampires, Thou shalt not fuck with warpers. Period. )
( I don't /feel/ like a threat, but am I? )
( Surrounding myself with techno-wolves. )
Shit. Where the hell am I going to go to practice magick in the umbra now?
( I don't /feel/ like a threat, but am I? )
( Surrounding myself with techno-wolves. )
Shit. Where the hell am I going to go to practice magick in the umbra now?
(no subject)
( Work, work, work. )
( Playing with magic. )
( Riley is challenging for rank? Good for her. )
( Talk of sending BSDs to Erebus prompted me to beef up my cabin's defensive magics. )
( Swapping tales with Mouse )
( Last night, at the tenement, with family--and a contrite Shadow Lord. )
( Yes, I realize the irony involved in taking a garou out on a date to see 'Cats.' )
( Playing with magic. )
( Riley is challenging for rank? Good for her. )
( Talk of sending BSDs to Erebus prompted me to beef up my cabin's defensive magics. )
( Swapping tales with Mouse )
( Last night, at the tenement, with family--and a contrite Shadow Lord. )
( Yes, I realize the irony involved in taking a garou out on a date to see 'Cats.' )
(no subject)
( Minor gossip at the tenement. )
( Giving Riley the keys to 'her' 'new' car )
( What do you do on a date with a Get? )
( Running into Emma and coordinating a date for a date. )
( Meeting Arthur. )
Poor Charley. He has to put up with this, and even he seems out of the loop when it comes to his own tribe.
( Giving Riley the keys to 'her' 'new' car )
( What do you do on a date with a Get? )
( Running into Emma and coordinating a date for a date. )
( Meeting Arthur. )
Poor Charley. He has to put up with this, and even he seems out of the loop when it comes to his own tribe.
Everything seems to happen all at once.
( Planning a magely excusion to the hospital to do some good. )
( Sami.... Well, I hope I got the wrong impression. She seemed kind of bitchy/bossy. )
( Recommending May Lin to the Wendigo's kin. )
( Accidentally learning about the Cyberrealm, Cyberwolves, and the Digital Web. )
( Good. Both Mouse and Nieve know that cleansing ritual. )
( Tending to Charley's fomor pigeon-related injuries. )
( Val: fixer-upper of mages. )
( I need to teach Charley how to defend himself better, and I think he's more willing to listen now. )
Okay. Done. Today is nothing but me, a book, a futon, a fireplace, sporadic naps, and LOLcat stepping on my junk while I'm asleep. Ow.
( Sami.... Well, I hope I got the wrong impression. She seemed kind of bitchy/bossy. )
( Recommending May Lin to the Wendigo's kin. )
( Accidentally learning about the Cyberrealm, Cyberwolves, and the Digital Web. )
( Good. Both Mouse and Nieve know that cleansing ritual. )
( Tending to Charley's fomor pigeon-related injuries. )
( Val: fixer-upper of mages. )
( I need to teach Charley how to defend himself better, and I think he's more willing to listen now. )
Okay. Done. Today is nothing but me, a book, a futon, a fireplace, sporadic naps, and LOLcat stepping on my junk while I'm asleep. Ow.
Screw work: let's do applied and theoretical research.
( The cell phone dead zone idea works! )
( You put your dick in what? )
( My attempt at fence-mending for Val and Mr. Lee failed. )
( Saturday: SCCU library excursion and a game of poker with Brad. )
( Telling Mouse about my ability to disrupt electronics, but not telling Val, then explaining why to Mouse afterwards. )
( Futuristic Fireman: a potential humanitarian use for advanced Forces. GO ME! )
( You put your dick in what? )
( My attempt at fence-mending for Val and Mr. Lee failed. )
( Mr. Lee meets the sept alpha and lets him know he's a Fox shifter. I kept my mouth shut the hell up. )
( Saturday: SCCU library excursion and a game of poker with Brad. )
( Telling Mouse about my ability to disrupt electronics, but not telling Val, then explaining why to Mouse afterwards. )
( Futuristic Fireman: a potential humanitarian use for advanced Forces. GO ME! )
Naomi. Wasps. Fuck.
( Is Naomi a Hunter? )
( Meeting Mouse in the park to discuss Riley and wasp venom. )
( God damn, I hate it when the moon gets full and all the crazy starts leaking out of the garou. )
The next day, Val shared with my her memories of what happened via Mind Speaking. She didn't see Flint die, but the carnage and afterwards....It was worse than the worst homicide I'd ever worked in the SCPD.
This. This is the stuff of nightmares.
( Meeting Mouse in the park to discuss Riley and wasp venom. )
( God damn, I hate it when the moon gets full and all the crazy starts leaking out of the garou. )
The next day, Val shared with my her memories of what happened via Mind Speaking. She didn't see Flint die, but the carnage and afterwards....It was worse than the worst homicide I'd ever worked in the SCPD.
This. This is the stuff of nightmares.