Diablotin 3 session 11

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Session date: March 1, 2015

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Hettie and Annyck continue their pillow talk

<Nycki> (remind me where we left off?) <Nycki> (oh right - checking up on the mobs, something seemed weird, etc.) <Denise> (Nycki grimaced, sighing. "Part of keeping up on what the mobs are doin'. Someone washes up like that, gotta find out if it's one or another group bumpin' each other off. That one, though... somethin' felt off about it.") <Hettienne> (Nycki was just telling me that she has to keep an eye on the mobs and who's killing who and such, but something felt off about Vorain... Vairon? I can never remember) <Nycki> (Vairon) <Hettienne> You prolly know that was my brother's boy. <Nycki> I found that out, yeah. Sorry. <Hettienne> D'you know who did it? <Nycki> I been lookin' into it - so've the guard, so I hear some things

• Nycki hesitates for a moment over whether she should tell you, but sighs and proceeds

<Nycki> they got their eye on a fella named Servan Aigel <Hettienne> Is that the one armed man? <Nycki> Yeah, dude got his arm torn off durin' the war <Nycki> anyway - so far they can tell Vairon there was talkin' to him and a pal before he got done <Hettienne> But why'd he off him? He weren't no criminal mastermind. <Nycki> that, I dunno. Best guess so far is maybe Vairon knew somethin' this guy didn't want anyone to find out. but what that was... well, no one's found it out :p <Nycki> What was Vairon up to durin' the war?

• Nycki asks, figuring you might know more

<Hettienne> (I don't think I do... >.>) <Nycki> (you guess maybe the navy - you don't know that he did anything else, anyway. but you could probably write to Serge-Yves and find out, if you wanted) <Hettienne> Far as I know he was just in the navy.

• Nycki nods

<Nycki> Maybe there's some kinda connection there. maybe they knew each other beforehand. <Nycki> Aigel's buddy, too, we're still lookin' into her. <Hettienne> What d'you know about their boat? <Nycki> They made a trip across the ocean, explorin' the new world an' such <Hettienne> They just came back from the new world... <Hettienne> I'd been thinkin maybe it had somethin' to do with something they brought back. <Nycki> maybe so. or somethin' they saw over there. <Nycki> but we don't know of any link Aigel has to the new world - so far's we know, he ain't been over there <Hettienne> He don't work for no-one? <Nycki> well, he was in the army... an' after the thing with his arm, he got brought into some kinda high-tech program for replacin' limbs and such. same folks as worked on the warforged project, I think. <Hettienne> Is that government? <Nycki> I got the feelin' that's still goin' on, an' he might have to do with them. but even we don't know the details of that program. <Nycki> They were workin' with the government, but most of those stuffed suits wouldn't know a wrench from a screwdriver <Nycki> scientists, weapons developers, that sorta folk <Hettienne> Huh. <Nycki> now the war's over, maybe they're kinda doin' their own thing now <Hettienne> That don't sound good. <Nycki> yeah <Nycki> it worries me, but I dunno what it has to do with your brother's boy either. he weren't no scientist, from anything I could gather. <Hettienne> Not the sharpest I ever met, no. <Nycki> so... I wish I could tell you I solved the case, but it's still goin' on

• Nycki snuggles up against you

<Hettienne> Well, I mostly don't want the same thing to happen to Serge-Yves...

• Nycki nods

<Nycki> he's off at sea, so for now at least he's prolly safe <Nycki> when he comes back to town, then we'll look out for him, <Hettienne> Yeah...

• Nycki says 'we' meaning... you and her? her and the Hush?

<Hettienne> (sm? :v) <Nycki> (you can roll) <Hettienne> (23) <Nycki> (you think she means her and you - at least, you want to believe that ;) <Hettienne> (heh)

• Hettienne smiles a bit.

<Hettienne> So 'we', huh... <Hettienne> >.> <Nycki> yeah, well... assumin' we don't kill each other before then? ;) <Hettienne> Here's hopin! ;)

• Nycki smiles
• Hettienne kisses you lightly.

<Nycki> c'mere, let's do that again :3 <Hettienne> Lets... <Hettienne> (')

• Nycki will proceed to do that again as many times as you'll let her. no sleep for you! ;)

<Hettienne> (:v)

Gen and Dorien track down Polly Hayn

<DiablotinNarrator> Dorien and Gen, you had planned to head outside the city to look for Audejan's laboratory, where Pol may be working. <Dorien_Voclain> (Yes) <DiablotinNarrator> unfortunately the last time you tried, you were unable to get there due to circumstances beyond your control - an accident on the road out of town blocked your route and it proved impossible to make your way there <DiablotinNarrator> so you're trying again today <Dorien_Voclain> (I assume we're taking a cab?) <DiablotinNarrator> That is probably easiest

• Genevriel imagines all the drinks she could have for the cost of her cab fare and looks mournful as she hands her share of money over.

<Genevriel> . o O (Trying to find out what happened to me is worth it...)

• Genevriel tries to convince herself.

<DiablotinNarrator> You get driven out of the city, to the north, heading through the industrial areas full of factories and out into the countryside <Genevriel> (So, what does this experimental farm look like? Gen would be very interested, since it's a farm.)

• Genevriel seems to look a little more relaxed and happy once we get out into the countryside, Dorien. ^-^

<Dorien_Voclain> :) <DiablotinNarrator> The cab driver eventually stops at a dirt path and is like "okay, this where you get out" <DiablotinNarrator> The path is too narrow and rocky for a car to get over safely

• Dorien_Voclain hands the driver a decent tip and asks him to wait for them.

<DiablotinNarrator> The driver asks how long you're gonna be <Dorien_Voclain> Shouldn't be too long, hopefully. Depends on how things go.

• Genevriel is taking deep breaths of the country air, oblivious to the conversation between Dorien and cabbie.

<DiablotinNarrator> The driver agrees to wait for you for an hour <Dorien_Voclain> Good enough. <Dorien_Voclain> Ready, Gennie?

• Genevriel starts a little bit before turning back to you and nodding.
• Genevriel walks quietly beside Dorien, taking in the sights as we follow the dirt path.

<DiablotinNarrator> The weather is cool but at least not raining

• Dorien_Voclain looks at his cousin with concern. "You okay? We don't have to do this if you don't want to."

<Genevriel> I'm fine. <Genevriel> (Well, as fine as she can be, anyway.) <Genevriel> It's not like our farm, but it's nice... <DiablotinNarrator> The land here is kind of rolling hills, you're climbing up one now, just about reaching the top <Dorien_Voclain> Yes, it is. <Genevriel> I miss it. Tending to living things.

• Dorien_Voclain puts an arm around his cousin reassuringly.

<DiablotinNarrator> As you come over the hill, you can see the building before you - it's a fairly nondescript stone building with a slate tile roof. Surrounding it is a strange sight - a tangle of trees, strange plants you don't recognize, what looks like a large garden to one side but not containing anything you can identify as vegetables or fruit from here. The trees sway gently in the breeze, their leaves <DiablotinNarrator> whispering faintly. <Genevriel> (Whispering anything we can understand?) <DiablotinNarrator> just a gentle shushing sound, not words <Dorien_Voclain> Dorien's eyes get a bit wide. <Dorien_Voclain> ...very interesting...

• Genevriel wanders over to look closely at the plants to try to identify them, or which family they might belong to, anyway.

<Dorien_Voclain> (As we approach I'm going to keep a lookout for anything resembling the trees or mushrooms I found with Misery). <DiablotinNarrator> You want to head off the path to look at them, Gen? <Genevriel> (yup, I like plants! I can roll my K:Nature if you like) <DiablotinNarrator> (sure, that would be good)

• Dorien_Voclain clears his throat

<Genevriel> !Roll 1d20+10 <Dorien_Voclain> Maybe... we should stay out fo there for now...

• Zola rolls for Genevriel: [ 1d20+10 ] getting [ 3 ] which, after the modifier [ 10 ] totals [ 13 ].

<Genevriel> (Destiny reroll, just because...) <Genevriel> !roll 1d20+10

• Zola rolls for Genevriel: [ 1d20+10 ] getting [ 15 ] which, after the modifier [ 10 ] totals [ 25 ].

<Genevriel> (much more to my liking) <DiablotinNarrator> well, these plants are very unfamiliar to you, but for some of them you can kind of guess what family they might belong to - "it's like a pine tree, but with sharper needles that are dripping some kind of blue fluid?", that sort of thing. You are confident at least in saying that these are some kind of new crossbreeds or hybrids, and possibly have some kind of magical influence on their <DiablotinNarrator> growth. <Genevriel> Hmmm. Interesting. What are they up to here, I wonder? <Dorien_Voclain> (anything resembling the stuff misery and I found?) <Genevriel> They're dripping blue sap or something...

• Genevriel turns back to her cousin, smiling slightly. "You interested in taking a sample for analysis?"

<DiablotinNarrator> Dorien - nothing exactly like that that you can see here anyway, but you do wonder how fast these things might grow - if the lab has only been here a fairly short while?\ <Genevriel> I think there's magic involved, possibly. <Genevriel> But why? <Dorien_Voclain> Very much so. But I think that might be an extraordinarily bad idea if we were caught. Let's meet with Audejans first.

• Genevriel shrugs and yields to Dorien's wisdom.
• Genevriel wanders back to the path.

<DiablotinNarrator> As you make your way back to the path, a pair of guards are approaching you from the direction of the building �03* NPC1 is now known as Guard <Guard> Hold up there! What's your business here? <Genevriel> I came to speak with Pol Hayn.

• Guard has her hand on her gun, but hasn't drawn it yet

<Genevriel> We fought in the war together.

• Dorien_Voclain smiles at the guards, "Just here to talk. No need for guns."

<Genevriel> (Do the guards have any sort of identifying insignia or livery?) <Guard> (they're in military dress) <Genevriel> (what rank?) <Guard> (uh, privates I guess - nothing high ;) <Genevriel> At ease, soldiers.

• Guard stares at you

<Guard> You can wait here, I'll see if someone is able to meet with you. <Dorien_Voclain> Great. Yes. Thank you.

• Dorien_Voclain gives Gen a sidelong look.

<Genevriel> If Sergent Hayn is at work today, tell her Sergent Gen Doucette is hoping to catch up with her.

• Guard nods
• Guard heads off towards the building, leaving the other one to keep an eye on you two
• Genevriel behaves herself although she'd really like to look at more plants.

<Guard> The guard will return about 10 min later, with a woman you recognize as Polly, Gen <Pol> Gen?

• Genevriel smiles at Pol, a bit uncertain of her welcome but hopeful.
• Pol seems surprised to see you

<Genevriel> In the flesh.

• Pol will come over to you and give you a hug
• Genevriel hugs her back carefully, not having expected a hug from her.

<Genevriel> This is my cousin, Dorien Voclain. <Pol> Oh... hello <Dorien_Voclain> Pleased to meet you

• Genevriel introduces Pol.

<Dorien_Voclain> Pleased <Genevriel> This is Polly Hayn, Dorien. <Pol> Come on, I can take you to my office - we don't have to stand out here talking in the cold

• Genevriel smiles gratefully.
• Dorien_Voclain will follow warily
• Pol nods to the guards, who continue off on their rounds, and leads you toward the building

<Pol> What brings you here?

• Genevriel follows her in, and will look around the building to try to figure out what might be going on here. Also, is Pol in military uniform or is there anything else about her to suggest she is still in the military, only as a researcher instead of a soldier now?

<Genevriel> You, mainly.

• Pol is in civilian clothes

<Genevriel> I ran into Spider some time ago. He told me you all thought I was dead. <Pol> we didn't know... it was a pretty confusing time <Pol> I'm glad you made it, though <Genevriel> Thanks. <Genevriel> Has he been making trouble for you?

• Pol shakes her head

<Pol> Not really - but then, I'm not sure what he could do to me. <Pol> Is he bothering you? <Genevriel> That's good. <Genevriel> Well, he maybe was trying to get a rise out of me. He mentioned war crimes. I was wondering if he's just bullshitting or if there might be something to it.

• Pol looks a bit askance at that

<Genevriel> (Can I interpret anything from that? I do have some sense motive.) <Pol> (you can roll it) <Genevriel> !roll 1d20+4

• Zola rolls for Genevriel: [ 1d20+4 ] getting [ 14 ] which, after the modifier [ 4 ] totals [ 18 ].
• Pol appears a bit concerned about that, but also sort of like "really, he said THAT?"

<Genevriel> You don't know, then? <Pol> Gen, I... <Genevriel> That's all right. I guess I... go ahead.

• Genevriel interrupts herself to let Polly speak.

<Pol> There is something to it, I think. For my work here, I got a pardon for anything I might have done before. I don't know how seriously they're looking into it, but ... has anyone but Spider talked to you about it? anyone from the army, like? <Genevriel> No. You know how fucked up everything was. They might not know where to find me.

• Pol nods

<Genevriel> I'll go to them.

• Genevriel sighs.

<Pol> That might be better - better than if they have to track you down, anyway

• Dorien_Voclain raises an eyebrow

<Pol> What are you up to these days? <Genevriel> ... <Genevriel> Cleaning tables in a club.

• Pol brings you into her office, by this point - it is rather plain, with some papers and charts on the walls, some filing cabinets, an assortment of small plant seedlings in the window

<Genevriel> Not what I'd dreamed of doing as a kid, granted. But war does that to you, doesn't it? <Genevriel> (Are any of the seedlings similar to the weird stuff growing outside?) <Pol> I'm just glad you're okay. After everything that happened, I ... well, I worried about you. <Pol> (some of them could be, yeah) <Genevriel> Thanks. you were always the decent one.

• Genevriel smiles.
• Pol smiles back

<Pol> I don't know if any of us were decent. But I liked you. <Genevriel> Thanks. <Genevriel> I wish I could have been more decent. <Genevriel> Anyway... water under the bridge. <Pol> it was a crazy time. Everyone did things they regret.

• Genevriel glances at Dorien, since he must be feeling like a third wheel at the moment.

<Pol> anyway, well... is there anything I can do for you?

• Genevriel turns back to Pol.

<Pol> .... were you looking for work?

• Genevriel raises her eyebrows in surprise.

<Genevriel> Not especially... no. I might not be the right kind of person for whatever jobs you have here, though, anyway. <Genevriel> But... Spider did mention one other thing. <Genevriel> You apparently saw what happened to me? I understand you didn't really want to talk about it with them. Which I appreciate. <Genevriel> But I was wondering if you might be willing to talk about it with me?

• Pol glances to Dorien

<Pol> if you want, yeah.

• Dorien_Voclain smiles (I'm just here for moral support :3 )

<Genevriel> I would. I only have my perspective on things, and that's a really confusing one. Someone else's perspective might help me piece together a little bit more. <Genevriel> Dorien's my friend as well as my cousin. I've told him a little about what happened. <DiablotinNarrator> (sec, just logging into my notes so I can check something) <Genevriel> I don't mind if he hears what you have to say.

• Pol nods

<Pol> Well... it was at that farmhouse, the fire...

• Genevriel nods.

<Pol> I ... don't know how much you want me to go into.

• Pol still seems a bit nervous talking about this

<Genevriel> I ran back into the house to try to rescue them. I only managed to find two. <Genevriel> One of the adults and the boy.

• Pol nods

<Pol> I saw you run in, and I remember thinking you'd be killed for sure

• Genevriel nods encouragingly.
• Genevriel hopes to encourage Pol to speak freely without me filling in pieces, that is. Don't want a contaminated persepctive.

<Pol> but you came out, and you were holding the boy over your shoulder... <Pol> you were burning. but not like... from the fire. You were just ... alight from inside, it looked like.

• Genevriel tries to not influence Pol with her own expressions... it's hard, though!

<Pol> I tried to help you - I grabbed your arm <Pol> I remember your skin rubbing off in my hands

• Pol says with a grimace
• Genevriel shudders slightly and nods, can't help it. That was gross.

<Pol> And you turned to look at me, but it was like you didn't even see me. <Pol> You said "we are all one", and it wasn't your voice. <Pol> it was like it was a voice coming through you, from somewhere else, or someone else <Pol> does that make any sense? <Genevriel> As much as any of it can, yes. What happened next? <Pol> I fell back, and you ran off <Pol> Meg came around the side of the building and shouted that we needed to go, so ... I didn't follow <Pol> i'm sorry for that <Genevriel> No, no need to apologize. <Genevriel> The fire you saw inside me - what colour was it? <Pol> white? <Pol> it was glowing so bright it was hard to look at <Genevriel> Huh. <Genevriel> Do you remember anything else? <Pol> that the boy didn't look burned... I thought that was strange. <Genevriel> Anything more? <Genevriel> (Gen will fill Pol in on what she remembers after it's clear that Pol doesn't remember anything else.) <Pol> It's all a bit of a blur after that

• Pol doesn't seem to have any more details

<Pol> does that mean something to you? <Genevriel> A little. It confirms some of what I remember, anyway.

• Pol nods

<Pol> Here, let me give you my number, so you can get in touch if you want to talk more

• Pol passes you a card
• Genevriel will explain (awkwardly) how she prayed for the boy to live and he did, how she ran with the boy to take him to a temple, then must have lost consciousness shortly afterwards. That she woke up in a medical tent days later, and then was kept under observation because of persistent injuries that wouldn't heal. Then the war ended, and now here she is.

<Genevriel> Thanks. <Genevriel> I don't have a telephone, but you can find me most evenings at Titania's Cabaret, if you want to talk more with me. <Pol> All right <Pol> I should get back to work... <Dorien_Voclain> Thank you for seeing us. <Pol> But I'm glad to have seen you, Gen <Pol> And nice to meet you too, Dorien <Genevriel> Thanks, Polly. I appreciate your time. And I'm glad I got to see you, too. <Genevriel> Dorien's actually an alchemist himself, you know.

• Genevriel smiles.

<Pol> oh yes?

• Pol smiles

<Genevriel> Yes, a particularly brilliant one. <Genevriel> I may be biased, though. <Pol> well, keep in mind the possibility of work - I know you grew up on a farm, and gardening here might be... interesting, at least. <Dorien_Voclain> I was an apprentice under Julienne Sormet <Pol> Oh, yes, I know her work. <Pol> Where are you working now? <Dorien_Voclain> I'm sort of... between jobs at the moment. Things are a bit up in the air.

• Pol nods, rather
• Pol will walk you back out

<Pol> (and the cab driver did in fact wait for you, yay) <Dorien_Voclain> (Yay!)

• Genevriel would have said "I'll keep it in mind, thanks."

<Dorien_Voclain> It's been a pleasure. Thank you again for your time. <Pol> you're welcome

Denise goes on a date with Enver, accompanied by Argent and Mireva

<Dorien_Voclain> (Shall we continue in gnomeland, Gen?) <Genevriel> (sure) <DiablotinNarrator> So, double date night! <DiablotinNarrator> The plan is to meet at Denise's place, as everone knows where that is <DiablotinNarrator> and then go to the movies from there

• Denise makes Mireva come over early, of course
• Mireva will of course do so, to help with makeup and clothes

<Denise> :3 <Mireva> Are you doin' okay? Nervous or anything? <Denise> uh, yes D: <Denise> I'm okay though <Denise> like, it's just Enver, right? <Denise> Are you excited? <Mireva> I'm more excited for you :) you're adorable <Denise> >.> <Mireva> but Argent is pretty cute, so... we'll see what happens <Denise> yeah

• Argent will give the door a rap when he arrives at Denis' place

<Denise> oh! <Denise> A boy arrives :o <Denise> I wonder which one :3

• Mireva will accompany you to the door
• Denise will hop up to answer it

<Denise> Hi Argent :D

• Argent waves as he walks in

<Mireva> Hi there :) <Argent> Hi girls. You both look great.

• Denise is wearing blrown slacks and a green v-neck sweater, and her hair is all rolled up in a headband so that it looks short

<Argent> Thanks again for the invite.

• Mireva has a purple silk blouse and black pants, and an amount of makeup like some of the dancing girls at the club

<Mireva> No problem, it should be fun :)

• Denise is wearing make up too, but much more subtle
• Enver arrives soon thereafter
• Argent opted for a splash of colour in his navy blue shirt and black pants. His hair, despite efforts to make it behave is scraggly as ever.
• Enver has a red sweater and grey trousers

<Denise> Hi Enver :3

• Argent nods an acknowledgement at Enver's arrival

<Enver> Hi! You look really nice. <Denise> thanks! Um, you too.

• Enver is freshly scrubbed and his hair is slicked down

<Enver> So, uh... are you ready to go? <Denise> I think so!

• Denise looks at everyone else

<Argent> You bet <Mireva> Sure :) <Enver> Okay!

• Enver leads you outside where he has a cab waiting
• Argent will get one of the doors for Mireva

<Enver> (the cab is one of the larger kinds with two rows of seats in the back, facing each other, so you don't have to squish) <Mireva> Why thank you ^-^ <Denise> aww, fancy :) <Enver> Well, I figured you ladies might not wanna walk, especially if it decided to rain or something

• Denise glances up at the sky

<Denise> yeah....

• Enver opens the door to the cab for Denise

<Denise> thanks :3

• Denise will scoot in and over to the far side
• Enver lets Mireva go next, secretly hoping she won't sit beside Denise >.>
• Mireva will take the hint and sit across from Denise instead ;)
• Argent will sit next to his date
• Enver gets in and sits beside Denise

<Enver> The Majestic, please.

• Enver tells the driver

<Denise> so what are we gonna go see? <Enver> Well... I wasn't quite sure what sort of movies you liked, but The Lucky Dog is showing, an' I heard it's real funny. <Mireva> Is that the one with the dog who keeps getting into trouble, but he always escapes? <Enver> Yeah, that one. <Denise> Oh yeah!

• Denise grins

<Argent> sounds fine to me <Denise> that'll be fun then <Enver> Great :) <DiablotinNarrator> The cab drives you to the theater, which is quite a large and elegant one, in the Pav.

• Enver pays the driver and you all get out
• Argent looks around at the theater.

<Argent> Quite a place <Enver> Yeah, it's pretty nice... there's a balcony and all <Enver> so...

• Enver offers Denise his arm to go in

<Denise> oh! <Denise> um

• Denise will take it
• Denise gives him a sort of shy/nervous smile
• Enver smiles back

<Enver> D'you want any snacks? <Denise> Oh yeah! :D

• Denise says 'cause that's at least easy
• Denise is a growing girl @_@
• Denise requires all of the snacks :V
• Argent will follow Enver's example and offer Mireva his arm and follow the pair to the snack counter

<Denise> Snacks would be great...

• Enver will get some popcorn and candies for you to share

<Argent> Something you would like? <Mireva> Maybe a drink would be nice <Denise> they shoudl sell beers <Argent> Sure thing <Denise> that woudl be real great

• Mireva takes the moment while the boys are getting snacks and drinks to check in with Denise

<Mireva> <w> good so far? :D <Denise> <w> yeah :3 <Mireva> <w> okay - if you need to escape, just tell me you gotta go to the bathroom and I'll go with you

• Denise nods

<Denise> <w> Okay, thanks <Denise> <w> but like its okay, jst like... hanging out, so far :3 <Mireva> <w> Yeah, well... that's what it should be like :) <Mireva> <w> at least on a first date

• Denise smiles
• Enver returns with a large container of popcorn and a box of candies

<Enver> Wanna sit up in the balcony?

• Argent will bring the drinks

<Denise> sure! <Enver> sometimes, you can throw popcorn down at the people underneath... uh... but maybe that's not classy >.> <Denise> hee <Argent> only if they;re being loud :) <Enver> like, aim for the lady in the big hat, see how many pieces you can get to land on it

• Denise giggles

<Mireva> well, we don't wanna get kicked out ;) <Enver> no, i guess not

• Enver pays for your ticket, also, Denise

<Denise> thanks :3 <Enver> hey, it's okay - it's a date, right? :) <Denise> yeah

• Denise says, maybe blushing a little
• Enver will lead the way up the stairs to the balcony. It's pretty deserted up there, only a few other people

<Argent> hope we can find a seat

• Enver chuckles

<Denise> looks like we shoud be fine! <Enver> the movie's been playing for a while, so I guess maybe most folks already saw it <Argent> Its new to us, so thats all that counts <Denise> yeah!

• Denise grins
• Enver heads down the front aisle to take a seat

<Enver> is this okay?

• Denise will follow

<Denise> yeah <Denise> easier to aim ;p

• Enver grins
• Argent will look to Mireva for her preferred location choice

<Mireva> do you wanna give them a little space? ;) <Argent> yeah, but close enough that she can have help if she needs it

• Mireva nods

<Mireva> We'll just be a couple rows back, okay?

• Mireva checks with you
• Denise gives her a mildly suspicious look, but nods

<Argent> Yeah, that way we won't get kicked out with you for throwing popcorn <Mireva> exactly ;) <Denise> ain't many tagets, anyway ;p

• Mireva chuckles
• Argent will hand them their drinks and head to the seats
• Mireva picks some seats for herself and Argent, a couple rows behind you, as promised, where she will be able to see if you get up or anything :)

<Mireva> (or up *to* anything ;) <Argent> (advantage darkvision :)) <Denise> (hah) <Denise> (thid is more lowlight conditions, really ;) <Denise> (this)

• Enver settles in beside you, offering the popcorn
• Denise will take some

<Denise> what about them candies? <Denise> You gotta do 'em together <Enver> oh yeah? <Denise> ';cause then it 's like salty *and* sweet

• Enver passes you the box of candies, then
• Enver resists the urge to say "that's what she said"
• Denise will take a few, om nom nom

<Argent> I've never been to a theater this nice before <Mireva> yeah... it's really nice here.

• Mireva takes some sips of her drink, and then pulls out a flask from her purse to top it up ;)
• Argent smiles

<Mireva> you want some? <Argent> sure

• Argent will offer his drink

<Argent> what is it?

• Mireva pours a few shots into your drink

<Mireva> It's cherry liqueur... tastes nice with the soda

• Argent will take a drink and nod

<Mireva> (it's probably pretty sweet, but not bad if you like cherry anyway) <Argent> (and its strong enough to help take the nerves off) <Mireva> (yeah) <Denise> (or the inhibitions, watever >.>) <Denise> (where's mine, damnit ;p) <DiablotinNarrator> The lights dim as the movie starts <DiablotinNarrator> It is a cute comedy film about, as expected, an adorable dog getting into various shenanigans

• Denise giggles at the funny parts
• Enver too
• Argent will chat with Mireva during the film, if she is willing.
• Denise starts off trying to read the dialogue bits but then stops trying about halfway through because the silly dog bits are kind of pobvious anyway
• Mireva is more interested in you than the film, for sure ;)

<Argent> (quietly)

• Enver makes a casual move partway through to take your hand, Denise
• Denise sorts of startles a bit because she was not super paying attention but looks over shyly

<Denise> . o O (ahhhhhh @_@) <Enver> <w> uh... is that okay? <Denise> Um, yeah... <Denise> (<w>) <Denise> (<w> just kinda jumpy lately, ya know >.>) <Enver> oh... yeah :/

• Enver takes your hand more deliberately, so it's not like he's sneaking up on you
• Denise smiles a little
• Enver squeezes your hand and smiles back

<Denise> . o O (ahhhhhh @_@ :3)

• Mireva will chat quietly with you, Argent
• Argent just enjoys the conversation, an escape from the recent worries and work and does his best to make sure Mireva is enjoying herself
• Mireva seems to be having fun, and the alcohol helps to relax too :)

<Mireva> <w> so, would you wanna do this again? just us, maybe?

• Mireva asks after a bit

<Argent> <w> that would definitely be fun. <Mireva> <w> sweet :D

• Argent enjoys the leaning close to chat
• Mireva leans up and kisses you
• Argent will kiss her back
• Mireva is happy to completely stop paying attention to the movie, then ;)

<DiablotinNarrator> When the lights come up, Argent will have purple lipstick all over his face ;) <Denise> (and neck, and possibly collar ;)

• Enver will keep holding Denise's hand if she doesn't pull away or whatever
• Denise will not
• Denise can handle hand holding :3

<Enver> That was ... fun :) <Denise> yeah :) <Denise> it was real nice

• Denise says honestly
• Argent will chuckle if Mireva points it out and pull out his hankerchief to wipe his face
• Mireva will help you with that ;)
• Denise glancesa bakc to see how they're doing
• Mireva grins to you
• Argent is still chuckling
• Denise 's eyes go a little wide, but then she smiles and rolls them

<DiablotinNarrator> You can make your way back home, and head your separate ways, then (assuming you want to ;)

• Denise would be open to further hanging out or what have you, but leave it up to someone else >.>
• Enver will cautiously ask if you'd like to go have some coffee, then
• Argent is glad to keep the night going with either some coffee or other drinks

<Denise> Oh yeah, sure!

• Mireva is fine with that too :)

Hugo relates his tale of confusing redheads to Sirris

<DiablotinNarrator> okay - Hugo wants to talk to Sirris, then? <Sirris> (at the temple, or elsewhere?) <Hugonel> (at the temple is fine) <DiablotinNarrator> (okay)

• Sirris can be found there at some quiet time between services, say
• Hugonel will try to dress as modestly as possible for him and will try not to attract too much attention on the way in.

<Hugonel> (just an ordinary neutral tone scarf, in other words) <Sirris> Hugo, it's good to see you

• Sirris says when you arrive

<Hugonel> Sirris. Good to see you as well. <Hugonel> How have you been? <Sirris> Oh, busy as always. <Sirris> How about you? What brings you here? <Hugonel> I had hoped we could find a few moments to talk privately. <Sirris> certainly <Sirris> is something troubling you? <Hugonel> Yes, you might say that.

• Hugonel frowns.

<Hugonel> I don't know whether to be troubled by it or not. Which itself is troubling. <Sirris> oh?

• Sirris will escort you to a more private chamber to talk
• Hugonel will follow.

<Sirris> tell me what's on your mind <Hugonel> I've been having visions. Well, not visions, exactly. Moments of recognition, or of a sort of strange familiarity.

• Sirris looks intrigued

<Hugonel> The first one was on the evening when the Count of Radstock was killed. I was escorting a Psyrene singer, Eirini, around the cabaret, and was struck, in a moment, at her familiarity. Later, it turned out she was a person of interest to the police in the matter of the murder. She was never found.

• Sirris nods, listening

<Hugonel> She was very beautiful, but it was more than that. I meet many beautiful women.

• Sirris chuckles slightly

<Sirris> You find many women beautiful, it's true :) <Sirris> but you say it wasn't simply that? <Hugonel> It's a gift. I try to treasure it. I pride myself on not forgetting a woman I've been with. It's quite discourteous. I may have many women in my life but I value them all. I really do.

• Sirris nods

<Hugonel> A few weeks later, I was at a literary salon and I met another woman, Klara Dannan, a music critic of some renown. Like Eirini, she is a redhead, and like her, I was struck by some resemblance. It was forceful enough that I invited her to come to the cabaret so I could talk to her in greater detail. <Hugonel> That was last week, when she came. And when we were talking privately - not what you suppose, by the by - I had a distinct vision, or memory, of my time at the Castalia, where one of these women - or perhaps a third redheaded woman - was kissing me and saying "You won't tell, will you?" <Sirris> that's odd... <Hugonel> Now I don't know if that memory was real, or perhaps affected by my ... vodare habit, or affected by magic. <Sirris> so you believe this was an event in your past that you have forgotten, for whatever reason? <Hugonel> I don't know. But I've never been prone to such visions before, not even when I was discovering my Imperious bloodline. <Hugonel> And while I've had my share of vodare-related hallucinations, this seemed ... different. Not random. Not arbitrary.

• Sirris nods

<Hugonel> I feel silly even bringing this to you. I mean, perhaps it's nothing. <Sirris> I don't think it's nothing - at the very least, it's something that is troubling you, and that makes it worth discussing and trying to get to the bottom of it. <Sirris> If it's something that genuinely happened, perhaps you can recover that memory <Hugonel> Is that something you can help with? <Sirris> Perhaps. or perhaps you can. <Hugonel> What do you mean? <Sirris> I believe there's a spell that would assist in your recall... I don't know if it's within your capabilities, but perhaps a scroll or some other such option might be possible. <Sirris> (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/3rd-party-spells/rite-publishing---3rd-party-spells/r/remembrance) <Hugonel> That's true. Spells do exist to retrieve memories. But I'm afraid, Sirris. What if it isn't a memory? What could that mean? <Sirris> If that's not possible, there may be techniques of meditation I could help you with to try and seek the truth of the memory, but of course that might be more time-intensive process <Sirris> If it isn't a memory, then perhahps it is a vision or a dream of some sort? <Sirris> But it could still hold some meaning, even so <Hugonel> It may, I grant you that. You don't suppose I'm going mad, though, do you? <Sirris> I don't believe so.

• Hugonel seems honestly relieved.

<Sirris> Your mind may be drawing these connections between seemingly unrelated women because of something you've sensed about them, something that they share, or that reminds you of another person, as you suggested. I don't think it's madness. <Hugonel> I worry, sometimes. So many of my relatives have been mad. Mad Mortemer, you may not have heard of him.

• Sirris shakes his head

<Hugonel> And then - well, the Arch has made so many go mad, and those people are in my lineage. <Sirris> I think if you were mad, there would be more obvious signs.

• Sirris assures you

<Hugonel> I hope so. I mean, I believe that's right.

• Sirris puts his hand on your shoulder

<Hugonel> Thank you, Sirris. I often struggle to know what Serpent's will is for me. <Sirris> We all do... <Hugonel> Part of me is tempted by grandiose ideas. That there is a plan. <Hugonel> But then I am reminded that I am just one of many, and not the most important. <Sirris> while you are one of many, and not the most important, that doesn't mean there may not be a plan

• Hugonel smiles.

<Hugonel> I wish I knew more. <Sirris> I hope that knowledge you seek will come to you in time

• Sirris gives you a hug

<Hugonel> Thank you, Sirris. As always, your insight is priceless.

Lathra pries more information about the ForestHeart from Thera

<Thera> (where would you like to talk to her? at/after a service, or maybe she can visit the club, or somewhere else?) <Hettienne> (BAR) <Hettienne> (*ting*) <DiablotinNarrator> (hee) <Lathra> For most of my clients I think I normally go to their place, unless they prefer to meet at my apartment? <DiablotinNarrator> (okay, at her place sounds good :)

• Thera will welcome you into her flat, an elegant townhouse near the edge of the Grand

<Thera> Can I offer you a drink, or some refreshments? <Lathra> Well you most certainly can, and then I'd be absolutely unable to refuse, I'm afraid!

• Thera smiles
• Thera will pour you some coffee with some fancy liqueur added for a kick ;)
• Lathra sheds her coat

<Thera> here you go :) <Lathra> Much appreciated, thank you so!

• Thera offers you a drink and a seat in the living room
• Lathra accepts both

<Lathra> Now Thera dear I've got some news I rather thought you'd be interested in. <Thera> oh, do tell?

• Thera leans forward, listening with interest

<Lathra> Well, partially by coincidence and subsequently by investigation I've found that rather than being unique to you, unusual visions seem to be rather an epedemic of late - and what's more, in many cases there seems to be a running theme! <Thera> oh... really?

• Lathra waits to see how Thera reacts
• Thera seems a little disconcerted and concerned

<Lathra> Why yes, and I thought I must check in with you and see whether your visions fit in, since if they do it'd be crucial to keep you up to date on what I find out.

• Thera nods slowly

<Lathra> Would you be willing to tell me about what you've been seeing, if you've had any recent episodes? Or if you're not comfortable with that, I could tell you a bit about some of the other visions and you could say whether they're familiar? <Thera> I ... suppose that would be all right. I try not to think about them too much - I know probably that's not healthy, that if they come from Serpent I should try to pay attention and understand them, but it's just so difficult... <Lathra> Well, if they do come from Serpent then they could be significant, yes... but I can certainly understand why one wouldn't want to immerse oneself in something so overwhelming.

• Thera nods, sipping her drink

<Thera> If you tell me what the common... threads are that you've noticed, I can try to recall if it matches things I've seen <Lathra> Well let's see... most telling would be if you'd heard of a recurring icon called "the forestheart"

• Thera practically drops her drink, and then sets it down more carefully

<Thera> ... yes, that does sound familiar <Thera> what is it? <Lathra> (Sec, checking logs for details) <Thera> ('k) <Lathra> Well now I'm not an expert, but from what I've been told it may be or have been some kind of living place, and possibly a portal to another world.

• Thera nods

<Lathra> Other recurring details include the idea of "ones who came before", who may wish to or be returning, and a real place, Seda Grove, where some of the affected people have visited. <Thera> I've heard about Seda Grove... not in visions, but in real life. <Thera> such a tragedy <Lathra> Yes, so I've come to understand. What had you heard, and does it relate to you at all? <Thera> well, not directly? I heard about what happened from Prince Ruchard - he was in the war, although he wasn't there at the time the fire happened, but he knew some of the people involved.

• Lathra nods

<Thera> after he told me about it, I had some dreams about it, but they might have been ordinary dreams. <Lathra> Well, I suppose they might... and then again they might not. <Thera> The Forestheart... I know that whatever it might be, the visions say that the Forestheart can't be destroyed - it will always re-grow. <Lathra> One person I spoke to likened it to the Arch

• Thera nods

<Thera> Yes - they say that about the Arch too, I think. <Thera> That it can never really be destroyed - it will come back in a different location. <Lathra> I'd definitely say that if your visions are connected to the forestheart, then they're connected to the others, and I'll be sure to keep you informed if I find anything out.

• Thera nods

<Thera> Lathra, can I ask you some advice? unrelated to this issue... <Thera> I'll keep it brief, I'm sure you're very busy <Lathra> Why of course! That's what my time's for, as much as my other obligations!

• Thera smiles at that, but still seems a bit anxious about something

<Lathra> What's troubling you, my dear? <Thera> If a gentleman - a very wealthy, powerful gentleman, say - offers to take care of a lady... you know. to ensure that she has whatever she needs, and so forth... in exchange for her, well, companionship... <Thera> is that really much different than being a whore? <Lathra> Oh my, that's certainly a question to trouble one's conscience, isn't it?

• Lathra sips her coffee and thinks on it for a moment or two.

<Lathra> To me, it seems like the important part of the question is less how similar the situation is to another, and more one of its own merits - that is: is the lady's companionship freely shared? Would she want to share it with him if he weren't offering his care? And if she changes her mind, would his care, and indeed his friendship, be withdrawn?

• Thera nods slowly

<Thera> I... yes, I suppose that does make a difference. I don't know the answer. <Thera> thank you, though <Thera> that gives me something to consider <Lathra> You're welcome, and if such a situation arises and the lady would need help resolving it, I'd be very glad to do what I could. <Thera> thank you

• Lathra winks
• Thera smiles

<Lathra> Before I leave might I ask whether there's anything you remember about your visions that could be helpful? Little details that could help me research or identify what this is all about, or anything that stuck in the mind?

• Thera thinks about it for a moment

<Thera> I saw that the Forestheart had been destroyed before... that's why I said it can't really be, that it will come back somewhere else <Lathra> Which is what I'm rather concerned might be happening, perhaps here. <Thera> But the last time it was destroyed, I think that elves did it. I saw elves around it, cutting into it, tearing it down. <Lathra> Well now *that's* something new, to me. <Lathra> I'll keep it in mind. <Thera> I don't really know that much about the Cozovode... I thought they were very respectful of nature. that's why it seemed so shocking. <Lathra> Well, there's certainly more research I need to do! Thank you so much for sharing with me dear, and for this delightful coffee! <Thera> you're welcome... and thank you for your wisdom, too. <Lathra> Any time! I hope that it proves wise!

• Lathra raises her coffee to Thera and finishes it
• Thera will finish hers as well, before she shows you out