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Re: Going Rogue: IC thread; Overrun

Post by MacynSnow » Fri Jan 12, 2018 4:43 pm

catsi563 wrote:
Tue Jan 09, 2018 2:32 am
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Daniel Harpers life had taken many turns both good and bad in its time. So the appearance of a beautiful Asian woman in his home didn't surprise him in the slightest. Nor did the offer of a job, hed received many such visitors and many such offers before usually various types from the old life trying to drag him back into more shenanigans that could get him tossed in jail or worse.

So his answer was a pat no before she could finish her offer. Mei as she introduced herself wasn't to be dissuaded so easily nor did it seem she was even remotely intimidated by his physical presence in even the slightest way, the quirking of one slim eyebrow seeming to say Ive seen bigger.

She continued her offer and then left vanishing as cleanly as shed appeared literally exiting his house the moment his back was turned as if shed never been there. She did leave a card though and a number. The card read Phalanx industries Security Services we shield your back. The Number on the back of the card when he checked was a local Hotel room. A quick check of Phalanx showed the corporation to be a legit of new Security Firm who apparently helped take down a wealthy businessman in Bay City a day or so back.

And if the letter of introduction left behind was any indication they were looking for some new muscle. But was really made things interesting was that the offer included a lot fo the usual enticements--home, moving expenses paid, generous salary and benefits etc-- but added to it was a small post script, the letter offered a chance, it mentioned something hed only spoken to once in confession, the guilt over his past, the offer of a chance to do some good by helping people had a certain appeal, he need only call the young lady when he was ready.

Decisions needed to be made time the letter stated was of import, and the job would begin soon.
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Anyone who's lived in this neighborhood of boston for longer than 3 months would tell you that the silence coming from the Harper residence was....strange,especially on a saturday morning. If anyone could see inside,they would think the world was coming to an end as,on the dining room table stood a small,freckle-faced and red haired 8 year old with her hands on her hips giving her rather large Father the 8 year old equivialent of the Stink eye.
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"What do ye Mean were movin' ta Baey City?! ai like it right here! all may Friends are here an' may school an' my faeveriate Park an'..."
Taking a deep breath(to keep from losing his temper,this was his daughter after all...),Daniel cut his Daughter off by replying as patiently as he could
"Sweet child of my heart,just for ounce in yer 8 wise years of life.listen to yer mother an' father....We.Are.Moving.End.Of.Disscusion."
Stamping her foot on the table,elizabeth(called "Lizzie" by her Friends and "that little Freckle-faced terror" by everyone else but the Nuns)looked like she was going to verbally explode when her mother came into the dining room saying out loud
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"alright you,just settle down....Who knows,honey,you might make some new friends and find new places to see.Now go to your room and start packing,young lady."
Mumbling under her Breath "yes mummy...",the "precious"(that's certainly one thing you can call her!)8 year old jumped off the kitchen table and went stomping up to her room,muttering about Heathen adult tyrants and starting a rebellion.
Giving a slightly heavy sigh,Kate turned to Daniel as she said to him
"are you sure this is a good idea?we hardly know anyone there and we don't even know how long you'll be employed by Phalanx..."
Gently putting his arms around his wife,Daniel gave her a gentle kiss as he replied to her
"Relax honey,i made sure thet they were on da Up-n-up so you get to puttin' everythin' up ina Kitchen while i give our mysterious little asian visitor from thursday a call and tell her we accept..."
Giving his wife a pat on her butt,Daniel went to his "Office"(re:the Basement) and dialed the number....

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Re: Going Rogue: IC thread; Overrun

Post by catsi563 » Sat Jan 13, 2018 1:25 am

Nenia

Tali nods in an old tired motion at odds with the more youthful features the Ferryman has before standing and passing a bit of essence to Sakiel who takes the glowing energy of the symphony in the form of a gold coin and pockets it with a warm grin.

"Always." She responds to Sandy easily 'Have to keep the boss happy." she shrugs and gets up before turning towards the doorway where she stiffens then bows to the person there before walking out the door a hasty Cya floating over her shoulder to Sandy.

A cool breeeze blows through the place and both Nenia and Sakiel shudder at the sudden drop in temperature as he walks around to the newcomer briefly shielding whoever it is from Nenias sight. he speaks quietly to whoever it is before nodding and seating the newcomer at a booth. A few moments later he comes out with a slice of Pie and a dollop of icecream on top of it which he places on the table before returning to his normal work routine.

Nenia feels someone watching her closely but when she turns all she can see is the back of a booth and a small hand taking a piece of the pie and brining it up to be eaten. the owner of the hand holding the fork is hidden by the booth. But evne hidden Nenia can feel the raw power coming from the booth and the presense there in.

its a presense shes felt before only a few times and it always means something of import when 'she' chooses to appear for a face to face.
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Re: Going Rogue: IC thread; Overrun

Post by Spectrum » Wed Jan 17, 2018 12:19 am

Nenia

Nenia takes a slow breath, her fingers twitching as she puts her coffee down.

A second to look up to Sakiel, "Th.. thank you again Sakiel. Wish me luck?" Isn't there a saying about not giving away your luck?

She rises up, slipping her working caul over her face, slipping her long gloves over her hands. Her back straightening, leaving Sandby behind and taking on the role of Nenia once more.

The skull faced woman slipped into the booth on the other side, unblinkingly gazing at the woman across from her. Unblinking, unbreathing, spare of motion.

She lost face by coming. She tried to not loose further by being the first to speak.
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Re: Going Rogue: IC thread; Overrun

Post by kenmadragon » Tue Jan 23, 2018 4:34 pm

Sebastian Blackwood
HP: Hell if I know

As with a lot of things, finding the right person to do a job is much harder than it looks. Employers everywhere have this burden, but there are many times when their troubles are made simpler. Most employers need only put up a "Help Wanted" advertisement somewhere, and usually there will be those that come searching for employment. Typically because they either had no job and were desperate for a source of income, or because their current jobs no longer appealed to them. Suffice to say, active recruitment was typically only for when demand for a job was high, but it wasn't entirely appealing. Nevertheless, the point was that an employer had to go out there and put up a job listing and state that they wished to hear from applicants. Then those applicants would come, and the employer only needed to sort out the potentials to see who would get the position.

When it comes to magic, though, things don't really work like that.

Sure, you could put out a general summons, and maybe you'd find the right entity to do the job for you. But that was rare, and not to mention dangerous. Especially since those types of calls usually defaulted to "first come, first serve" among supernatural entities from beyond the mortal dimensions, and the entities that were the first to respond were typically not the kind you wanted to treat with.

Case in point - summoning up demons for a job. You put out the supernatural equivalent of an advert with your spell, and they come running to you, begging for a chance to be heard so they could try and swindle you for all you were worth. Of course, if you knew the rules - or better yet, were powerful enough and connected enough to break them and get away with it - then most summoned monsters tended to just do you favors in the hopes that you could do them a solid later on.

Like that one time Sebastian helped an incubus move into his new apartment as payment for clearing up a particularly nasty curse levied by a disgruntled witch from one of those times when Darkholme was attempting to play match-maker.

But Sebastian didn't need demons or grunt labor. Nor did he need to borrow power with favors he had no intention of paying back. What Sebastian needed was a psychopomp who would be willing to help, and could be trusted to be discreet. Not to mention relatively powerful and well-connected enough to help him with his endeavors. Preferably a psycho-pomp who had mortal ties, and could be reasoned with. Given the number of them out there, he was likely to find at least one of two of the black sheep of the Underworld that could be persuaded to help him... and thus, help Oaf.

Knowing that calling up ghosts and dead shades would be counter-productive to his interests (plus, ghosts could get whiny), and contacting the Underworld directly for aid was just asking for someone to start looking into his business (no thank you!), Sebastian stuck with his guns and started calling up a couple minor entities that he had worked with in the past, and who could be placated fairly easily.

Jag'thimoth (who had a far longer name than that, but insisted that friends called him "Jag") was one of them, and most helpful to Sebastian's endavours. Granted, by that point, Sebastian had gone through dozens of rituals and the like in pursuit of someone who would just tell him where to look, and not demand payment in advance or obscure promises of future compensation of a later-determined nature (did he look like an idiot? Morons). In fact, he almost had to wonder why he didn't summon Jag in the first place - all that imp really wanted was a bottle of sherry, and once you got him drinking, the creature wouldn't stop talking and typically never remembered what he was talking about when he sobered up.

Oh, right. Jag'thimoth wouldn't stop talking and forgot what you talked about when he sobered up. Not to mention he was in support of Darkholme's nosy attempts to get Sebastian married and settled as a family-man.

Nevertheless, Sebastian offered the demon a sherry, delighting Jab with the sweet scents of an Oloroso he'd acquired some time ago, and spent a little while chatting with the demon and getting him drunk.

Then he merely inquired if there were any psycho-pomps (or similar) that were keenly attached to the mortal plane that might be inclined to help without demanding exorbitant payment for services rendered.

Perverted gossip that he was, Jab'thimoth delivered. A bunch of ghost stories, really, but there was always a kernel of truth in tales like those. Granted, that kernel might be "but no, really, that person really was a red-head" which was the only thing true. But with plenty of stories like the ones Jag went on about, it gave him hope that whoever this "Nenia" was, she might be able to help him.

Now, if only he knew how to find her...

Maybe he'd have to visit a few "Sorcerer Bars" and see if he could maybe find enough clues about this Reaper to cast the spells he needed to truly track her down.

In the meantime, he needed to forestall Darkholme's latest attempt at setting him up on a blind-date with yet another half-succubus.

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Re: Going Rogue: IC thread; Overrun

Post by catsi563 » Mon Jan 29, 2018 4:07 am

Nenia
A second to look up to Sakiel, "Th.. thank you again Sakiel. Wish me luck?" Isn't there a saying about not giving away your luck?
Sakiels only response is to reach over and give Sandys hand a gentle squeeze that says more then any hundred words and carries more reassurance then a thousand greeting cards. He then turns back to his what ever it is he does behind the counter and in the kitchen area of the diner.

As Nenia now in her guise sits in the counter she gets a good look at the form the presence across from her has taken this time. Namely that of a small child, a little girl no older then five at best. The childs outfit a bright sky blue little sundress with a pink unicorn on it and little pink knee socks and a bright yellow ribbon in her dark hair. At her side is a childs backpack which is festooned with flowers, bunnies and other childish things.

The child like form of the Archangel of death looks up at her and Nenia meets her eyes only briefly before being forced to turn away. Even that brief glance would be enough to obliterate the soul of an angel and send them wailing into despair, or cause a devil beg for redemption before casting itself into the abyss. Azrael merely cocks her head sideways in a curious childlike gesture and though her lips NEVER move and no words are spoken Nenia clearly hears them in her heartmindsoul resonating through her like the thrumming harmony of some great orchestral choir.

"You're hurt."
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Re: Going Rogue: IC thread; Overrun

Post by catsi563 » Mon Jan 29, 2018 4:31 am

Daniel

The phone call with the young lady who introduced herself as Mei was brief and informal for the most part.S he merely sent him a series of instructions and a couple of numbers to call. Within mere hours the entire Harper family was on the move across the country, in a private Airplane of all things. The comfortably appointed Lear had all the amenities needed for the trip including in flight enteraiment for a precocious Youngster setting off on a cross country Adventure.

Kate was a bit boggled by the whole affair but managed to get very little out of Mei who accompanied them on the flight.

Arriving over the Bay Area the family was treated to the increidble sight of Bay City itself. The rebuilt city now several brief years old was a like some shining treasure laid out with palaces and buildings of all sort that gleamed in the morning light. The restored Golden Gate and Bay Bridges were marvels of construction that spanned the bay itself. And as they flew Daniel noted the Island where the Protectors Bay Cities most famous and rapidly becoming one of the worlds most famous super hero teams resided.

The plane landed without incident at a private Hangar where a private suv awaited them. The driver was friendly and greeted Mei Respectfully before ushering them into the car along with their few belongings. He spent a moment speaking with Mei privately the beautiful asian woman nodding tersely before walking around to Daniel.

"Apologies Mr Harper I have some business to take care of." She egstured to the Driver a professional soldier if Daniel ever saw one "James has instructions to see you and your family safely to your new home and help you get settled in. He is also at your disposal for any information you may need."

She handed Daniel a package in a Blue leather folder which had the Phalanxe Logo emblazoned on it.

"Review the materials within and I will see you tomorrow afternoon at Eleven am. Please be prompt." A Jets engine in the background drew Daniels attention for a mere second and whn he returned it to Mei she was gone, vanished as cleanly as if she had never been there at all.

James, was as it turned out an exceptional driver and smoothly made his way through the city, helped by the cities advanced traffic programming and smart lights which insured an even flow of traffic. He poitned out a few land marks here and there including several means of mass transit which the city was famous for inclduing its now famous Monorail system.

A half hour later found the Harper family disembarking at a large and msot liekly expensive Home with more then eneough room for the three of them and for three more should he and Kate decide to give Elizabeth siblings. The view of the ocean from the backyard was pectacular as was the view of the skyline of Bay City itself. He could eve make out Protectors island in the distance.

'New Home Mr Harper, courtesy of the boss, All the information you need is inside, including school preperations for the young lady." he gestured at Elizabeth. "Ill be around for the next few hours if you need anything or have any questions ok?'

Mostly an advancemnt post if Mei and Daniel want to converse on the flight feel free to do so.

Also james cna provide some exposition as needed.
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Re: Going Rogue: IC thread; Overrun

Post by Spectrum » Wed Jan 31, 2018 1:11 am

Nenia

Is something wrong, she said
Well of course there is
You're still alive, she said
Oh, and do I deserve to be
Is that the question?
And if so...if so...who answers...who answers

Pearl Jam- Alive

Azrael rarely speaks and never without chasms of depth. Is the hurt physical? Yes. Spiritual? Yes? Emotional? Yes. So many flavors, so many textures of pain. The angle tilts, is the hurt too much? Was she ready to give up? Was it too much? That.. she didn't have an answer for. The dove flutters its wings, the heart races so quickly, beating out of its chest..tearing itself apart in the terror of an End. Were thoughts enough when the angel before her knew all? Were any words she speaks for Azrael or for herself?

"I am. Not enough to be Taken by you." respect? defiance?
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Re: Going Rogue: IC thread; Overrun

Post by Prof Weird » Mon Feb 05, 2018 4:22 am

Portia

It took some effort, but Mei managed to find someone willing to teach her the more esoteric chi-manipulation techniques.

The improved focus enabled her to increase the effectiveness of her techniques, and even learn how to use her chi abilities to more constructive uses.

Not that any of them would help Oaf - but hopefully the new members Morpheus recruited can.

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Re: Going Rogue: IC thread; Overrun

Post by MacynSnow » Sat Feb 10, 2018 4:03 pm

catsi563 wrote:
Mon Jan 29, 2018 4:31 am
Daniel

The phone call with the young lady who introduced herself as Mei was brief and informal for the most part.S he merely sent him a series of instructions and a couple of numbers to call. Within mere hours the entire Harper family was on the move across the country, in a private Airplane of all things. The comfortably appointed Lear had all the amenities needed for the trip including in flight enteraiment for a precocious Youngster setting off on a cross country Adventure.

Kate was a bit boggled by the whole affair but managed to get very little out of Mei who accompanied them on the flight.

Arriving over the Bay Area the family was treated to the increidble sight of Bay City itself. The rebuilt city now several brief years old was a like some shining treasure laid out with palaces and buildings of all sort that gleamed in the morning light. The restored Golden Gate and Bay Bridges were marvels of construction that spanned the bay itself. And as they flew Daniel noted the Island where the Protectors Bay Cities most famous and rapidly becoming one of the worlds most famous super hero teams resided.

The plane landed without incident at a private Hangar where a private suv awaited them. The driver was friendly and greeted Mei Respectfully before ushering them into the car along with their few belongings. He spent a moment speaking with Mei privately the beautiful asian woman nodding tersely before walking around to Daniel.

"Apologies Mr Harper I have some business to take care of." She egstured to the Driver a professional soldier if Daniel ever saw one "James has instructions to see you and your family safely to your new home and help you get settled in. He is also at your disposal for any information you may need."

She handed Daniel a package in a Blue leather folder which had the Phalanxe Logo emblazoned on it.

"Review the materials within and I will see you tomorrow afternoon at Eleven am. Please be prompt." A Jets engine in the background drew Daniels attention for a mere second and whn he returned it to Mei she was gone, vanished as cleanly as if she had never been there at all.

James, was as it turned out an exceptional driver and smoothly made his way through the city, helped by the cities advanced traffic programming and smart lights which insured an even flow of traffic. He poitned out a few land marks here and there including several means of mass transit which the city was famous for inclduing its now famous Monorail system.

A half hour later found the Harper family disembarking at a large and msot liekly expensive Home with more then eneough room for the three of them and for three more should he and Kate decide to give Elizabeth siblings. The view of the ocean from the backyard was pectacular as was the view of the skyline of Bay City itself. He could eve make out Protectors island in the distance.

'New Home Mr Harper, courtesy of the boss, All the information you need is inside, including school preperations for the young lady." he gestured at Elizabeth. "Ill be around for the next few hours if you need anything or have any questions ok?'
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As Kate helped get Elizabeth Settled in(Despite the occasional child-stink eye she gave Mei on the way over),Daniel turned to james as he said
"Now James,there are 2 thing's one has tae always do when settling into a new Irish home:Find out where the nearest Pub's and Cathlic church are(which,trust me it's all considered the same thing) and Secondly is welcome new friends to yea home with a Good Bottle of Irish whiskey.That is,if your not currently on Duty for Phalanxe rieght now?...""

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Re: Going Rogue: IC thread; Overrun

Post by catsi563 » Mon Feb 12, 2018 8:11 pm

Sebastian

In among the many and so far fruitless attempts to speak to someone knowledgeable on the subject at hand very few people seem to know much about this Nenia. Her name when its mentioned at all by the parties is likened to Bigfoot or the Lochness monster--both real mind you--but as Urban myth and legend to the supernatural crowd; and yes the Supernatural crowd does have its urban myths and legends as much as the mundane crowd does.

That guy in Chicago has some fun spreading those around, and don't get anyone started on what happens when Coyote's in town not to mention what gets spread around when Rhymer gets in on the action.

Its in among all this that he's hit with a revelation. When you want to speak to someone about death, there is a group of people who know all about it, and in many intimate ways due to the fact that they exist in a way between both sides of the equation.

The Amenti.

The mummies as they're called colloquially are exceptionally rare numbering only a hundred or so around the world and most of them in the web of faith in the middle east. However, there is one right here in Bay City, she owns a club called The Raven. It's mostly a façade, dancing music drinks, the occasional use of illicit drugs of course, but it also stands as a neutral ground amongst the supernatural, a spiritual and arcane Casablanca where its owner Rose acts as proprietor and sole owner, and broker of information. She can also act as enforcer of the peace since being one of the rare Amenti whose soul wasn't shattered by the Dark Tempest that ravaged the world of the dead some ten years ago she retains considerable power including the use of true names.

Suffice it to say she almost certainly would have the knowledge, and the price she asks for rumor confirmation aren't--usually--too backbreaking in their cost, the fact that shes also one of Darkholmes personal favorite frontrunners doesn't hurt either mind you. Still all told its best to be cautious when dealing with any immortal being; especially one who if the stories are true is older then The Lady Grey herself, and nearly as powerful.

A quick check of his wrist confirms that his membership in the Raven's exclusive membership is still active, the arcane mark of a spectral raven prominent on the inside of his arm glows slightly and shifts form as he applies the slightest of power to the mark.

Perhaps a good time to visit the club and indulge in a little fun?
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Post by catsi563 » Mon Feb 12, 2018 8:28 pm

Portia

its hard to believe that the face before her is nearly four hundred years old given its youthful features but the reality is clear for Mei as she sits lotus style across from Zasha. The taller woman carefully watches Mei focus her chi into a nearly visible aura around her.

they are a contrast these two Zasha is tall nearly six foot with a lean graceful build like some great jungle cat, tall and long limbed with an exotic medium brown tone of skin, and long platimum blond hair down to her mid back confined in a braid. Her face is youthful and while not conventionally attractive holds a certain appeal with is high cheekbones and short nose and full lips. Green eyes as deep as forests or the lakes of some elder mountain hold an ancient wisdom that Mei has come to tap.

Mei by contrast is shorter more compact though no less graceful or beautiful and her dark eyes meet those jade ones without hesitation as the two channel their chi in a way that cannot be seen by the naked eye but only by those for whom the veil has been lifted from their senses.

"Good let it flow the length of your chakras..." she begins then shakes her head as the aura fades "You're still distracted by your situation, this type of chi mastery requires complete focus, and the ability to let go of the physical and mental concerns."

she pauses to let Mei regain her composure, and prepare herself. Zasha offers a soft smile at any frustration Mei shows ever able to see underneath the cold exterior of the spiders teachings.

"Remember I've had four centuries to master this, you've shown remarkable progress for someone whose only done this for two decades at best, and whose only tapped the barest potential of her chi."
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Post by catsi563 » Mon Feb 12, 2018 8:53 pm

Nenia
"I am. Not enough to be Taken by you." respect? defiance?
Azraels only response is to quirk her head to the side again in that curiously childlike manner and raise a small eyebrow at Nenia before giving an almost modest shake of the head. They sit in silence for a few moments, conversing in ways that few beings could contemplate or even recognize as conversation.

Soon though Sakiel comes over and greets a pair of people who walk in through the door, he sits them at a booth, and Nenia can see the caul of their passing on them as they walk past her and the Archangel.

Not for you is the unspoken answer to the question she hasn't even asked as the answer resonates once more through her very being. Azrael then gathers the small coloring book shes been coloring in and puts it into the childish backpack carefully closing it up. She then hops out of the booth and slips the strap of the pack over the small shoulders of her vessel.

She pauses by Nenia looks at her again then wafts a gentle hand over her, causing a cool breeze to waft through the place and blow away the aspect of Nenia as if it were merely a fog blown on a morning breeze. with it goes the injuries of her prior nights encounter. Azrael smiles a childlike smile at her before practically skipping out the front door where shes met by a grandfatherly individual who smiles beatifically at her before looking back at Nenia now as Sandy and gives her the same grand fatherly smile as well. Y'ves the namer of all things waves a merry wave at her before the odd pair walk around a corner hand in hand, the namer of all things, and the Archangel of death before vanishing from sight.

On the table before her Sandy sees a colored picture left behind. A dark stormy place, and in it... a lost soul tomrented by chains and things unseen but that she instinctively knows shouldnt be there, the child like soul cries in its torment but she sees something else in the picture somehow in the shadows she sees ...hope... someone/thing searching for the child, freedom from the torment, escape from the pain, hope for the future.

The feeling hits her as she looks at the picture that sits before her, sonmeones looking for her and she needs to look for someone.

Sakiel comes over to her and lays out a meal along with a shake her favorite flavors all in front of her. "Need your strength, you've got a lot of work coming now."

The on the house is left unspoken as he smiles at her and returns to his duties allowing her to eat and contemplate whats to come, the message from the shadows, the lost soul, and Azraels last cryptic message to her

Save them.
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Re: Going Rogue: IC thread; Overrun

Post by catsi563 » Mon Feb 12, 2018 9:06 pm

Daniel
s Kate helped get Elizabeth Settled in (Despite the occasional child-stink eye she gave Mei on the way over),Daniel turned to james as he said
"Now James,there are 2 thing's one has tae always do when settling into a new Irish home: Find out where the nearest Pub's and Cathlic church are(which,trust me it's all considered the same thing) and Secondly is welcome new friends to yea home with a Good Bottle of Irish whiskey.That is,if your not currently on Duty for Phalanxe rieght now?...""
"Well I am on duty, but Ive learned never turn down a good pint, so its Rosie Mccans which is about five minutes from here in good traffic, and Shrine of St. Joseph Guardian of the Redeemer would be one id recommend its right on the ocean side and close by about another five minutes in the opposite direction." he pulls up both locations on his smart phone.

The two gents are joined by Kate who asks a few pointed questions of her own regarding the house and the work Daniels expected to do. James answers as best he can but leaves a few details vague saying that's more the bosses prevue then his own. Still all told the afternoon is pleasant and goes by quickly as such.

A few hours later finds Kate and Daniel together on the couch, with Elizabeth cuddled next to them asleep after the long trip and day of moving. An old movie but a good one plays on the television its bright clear screen rendering the movie in high definition bringing the characters to life, and their words with crystal clarity. Hes struck by a feeling of home and at the same time some trepidation, who is the boss and what is it hes in for? this type of merc work isn't new to him, but theres clearly more here then James--good man that he is-- was willing to divulge.

He'd find out soon enough he supposed, his family came first though and as he wrapped the two most important women in his life in his broad arms, he knew he'd be ready to go tomorrow.
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Re: Going Rogue: IC thread; Overrun

Post by Prof Weird » Thu Feb 15, 2018 4:02 am

Portia
"You're still distracted by your situation, this type of chi mastery requires complete focus, and the ability to let go of the physical and mental concerns."
"Easier said than done." Mei stated plainly, "For me, to let go of concerns is to lose motivation to do anything.

All evil needs to succeed is for good people to do nothing. I have seen what evil is up to - doing nothing is not a good idea !

To let go of concerns is to make them irrelevant; it might be a good idea when one has achieved balance and harmony with one's self, but I have not yet reached that point."

She pauses to let Mei regain her composure, and prepare herself. Zasha offers a soft smile at any frustration Mei shows ever able to see underneath the cold exterior of the spider's teachings.

"Remember I've had four centuries to master this, you've shown remarkable progress for someone whose only done this for two decades at best, and whose only tapped the barest potential of her chi."
Mei smiled at an odd thought - a reason Zasha had been able to practice her arts for so long was because such practitioners rarely interfered with anyone's plans. Thus, there was no reason for her family to be called in to deal with them.

"And it may take two decades more to improve." Mei stated, "ZhiZhu Quan has very little focus on chi manipulation. If it wasn't for the ability to boost physical attributes and perform exotic attacks, I doubt Lian Xu would have ever incorporated what little is in the style."

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Re: Going Rogue: IC thread; Overrun

Post by Spectrum » Fri Feb 23, 2018 9:25 pm

Friendly Neighborhood Comics

*chiing*

The mousy brunette hugged her browned fluffy sweatered arms around herself, ducking her head into the high collar. She peeked around between the sweater and her bangs, really not sure what she would find here. Would it be a place of tasteful homage to an artform or a place that stank of unwashed bodies and undirected testosterone?

This might be the place, maybe. For some reason she suspected that the child like man might be someone famous. Maybe a real world super? And.. well.. if that failed, maybe she could find something here to trade to Fanboy, one of her contacts on the other side. She had heard that nerd stuff was expensive. Maybe she could find something and afford to eat for the rest of the week. Yeah, that would be nice.
We rise from the ashes so that new legends can be born.

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