Diablotin 3 session 28

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Summary

Session

Session date: January 24, 2016
Diablotin date: Beginning of Fourth-Month

Prologue

<DiablotinNarrator> It is the start of Fourth-month. By this time, spring should be in full bloom in Diablotin. Instead, the city remains locked in an unnatural winter, broken only by the efforts of spellcasters who are able to temporarily push back the cold.

<DiablotinNarrator> What side-effects this might have on the local flora and fauna remain to be seen...

Dorien plots treason with Misery

<DiablotinNarrator> Dorien, as you formulate plans to break into secret government facilities, it occurs that maybe possibly this is a thing you should talk to Misery about.

<Dorien> (heh)

  • Dorien will walk home from his new job muttering to himself.

<DiablotinNarrator> your new co-workers give you funny looks, but hey, that's pretty typical for alchemists.

<Dorien> Stupid fucking fairies. Stupid fucking government. Ri-god-damn-diculous fucking weather...

<DiablotinNarrator> ;)

  • Dorien will head to Misery's house before going home, then.
  • Misery opens the door for you

<Misery> Hey... can we go out somewhere?

  • Misery says before you can even get a word in edgewise

<Dorien> Hey. Sure. Everything ok?

<Misery> My mother :/

<Dorien> o.O

<Dorien> Ah.

<Dorien> Yeah, let's go get dinner then

<Misery> She's wasted, and I don't really want to attract her attention more than I need to.

<Misery> okay :3

<Dorien> :/

<Dorien> ?me will offer his arm

  • Dorien will offer his arm
  • Misery gets her things on and will go with you to a nearby cheap diner

<Dorien> Is she ok?

<Misery> It's worse than usual. I mean, she's okay, I wouldn't leave her if she was puking or going to hurt herself or something.

<Dorien> What's usual?

<Misery> Having a few drinks in the evening...

<Dorien> I'm sorry...

  • Misery shrugs

<Misery> nothing you can do about it

  • Dorien will put an arm around her.
  • Misery leans against you
  • Dorien will breath a sigh of relief when they get to the diner and step into the warmth. "God, damn it is too cold."

<Misery> how was work?

<Dorien> It was ok. It's not as bad as I feared at least. How's yours going?

<Misery> pretty well.. it's a lot to learn, but it's interesting

<Dorien> Good. Think of it as a stepping stone.

<Dorien> Someday you might have an exciting career in rubber manufacturing.

  • Misery laughs

<Misery> do I dare to live the dream?

<Dorien> Shoot for the stars.

  • Dorien will sit at the booth in the diner and drum his fingers nervously.
  • Misery sits across from you
  • Misery puts her hand overtop of yours
  • Dorien looks around to make sure there is no one within eavesdropping distance

<DiablotinNarrator> It's fairly empty

<Dorien> I ummm... I need to tell you something.

<Misery> What's wrong?

  • Misery says, immediately assuming something is wrong :p

<Dorien> (heh)

<Dorien> So... I have this friend.

  • Misery gives you a Look

<Misery> if you're suggesting a threesome, I'd need to meet them first.

<Dorien> I... no. Well... maybe... but that's not what this is about.

<Dorien> He gave me this...

  • Dorien will show her the picture.
  • Misery looks at it

<Misery> okay... what about it?

<Dorien> He says his company began mass producing these a while back and they're doing it under the table. very hush hush. The thing is, it's for a government client.

<Misery> So the government wants ... secret alchemical equipment?

  • Misery looks confused

<Dorien> That is an instrument for extracting... something... from plants. And the thing is I've seen that exact blueprint before. At the government lab outside of town. The one with all kind of weird plants and armed guards.

  • Misery nods slowly, listening

<Dorien> Aubrienne and I think this might be connected with the fae stuff somehow.

<Misery> with those weird trees, and the fungus and all that?

<Dorien> Exactly.

<Dorien> And we saw what an extract of that shit did to you.

<Misery> that was not my favourite experience.

<Dorien> Nor mine.

<Dorien> Soooo...

  • Dorien glances around again.

<Dorien> I-kinda-need-to-break-in-and-take-a-look-around.

<Misery> you want to break in to a secret government lab where they're doing some kind of secret research?

  • Dorien nods quickly.

<Misery> ...

<Misery> I love you. But you're an idiot.

<Dorien> ...

  • Misery sighs

<Misery> How can I help?

<Dorien> I... I don't want you involved.

  • Misery gives you a different Look this time

<Misery> Too late.

  • Dorien braces for the punch.

<Dorien> Look, this isn't a mushroom farm. This could go very, very bad. I can't put you in that kind of danger.

<Misery> It's a bigger, fancier mushroom farm.

<Misery> And if it goes bad, I can slip into the Shadow Plane and get out of there - unlike you :p

<Misery> You want me to be your partner, that includes partner in crime :p

<Dorien> You could go to jail. For life. I can't let that happen to you. I don't want you throwing away your new life for me.

<Misery> :/

<Misery> Well, if you throw your life away, it isn't going to help me any either.

<Misery> You can't just do this alone.

<Misery> I mean literally. I don't think you can do it.

<Dorien> But...

<Misery> Who else could help you?

<Dorien> Aubrienne is in. I need to talk to Den and Argent. Maybe Hugo and Zola. Bri wnats Hettie, but I still don't trust her.

  • Misery nods reluctantly

<Dorien> Do you think I'm crazy?

<Misery> If you do find out ... whatever it is you're hoping to find out - what will you do about it? It's not like you can tell the guards, or the army, or the government, if they're the ones behind it.

<Misery> What is this going to accomplish? Other than putting you in danger.

<Dorien> I guess we'll figure that out when we know what we're dealing with. Hugo has connections. And Tits is royalty. Maybe we can find someone who's not in on it.

<Misery> I do think you're crazy.

<Misery> but I knew that already.

  • Misery squeezes your hand.
  • Dorien squeezes back.

<Misery> Now I'm starving - let's order our food.

  • Dorien exhales.

<Dorien> ok...

  • Misery looks like she is willing to let this drop FOR NOW, but you expect there will be more discussions later.

<Dorien> Misery...

<Misery> yeah?

<Dorien> I love you too.

  • Misery smiles at that

<Misery> Well, yeah. You're not *that* stupid.

Lathra finds out that Raimond's mother wants to take him away from Dasra

<DiablotinNarrator> Lathra, your telephone rings mid-morning, which is at a time when you would not normally like to be conscious.

  • Lathra groans and rolls her eyes heavily, then drags herself over to the telephone table

<Lathra> Ms. Lathra Scales speaking, who's calling please?

<Dasra> It's Dasra...

  • Dasra says, sounding very upset

<Dasra> I'm sorry to bother you, but ...

<Lathra> Oh my what's wrong dear?

  • Dasra takes a moment to compose herself

<Dasra> Raimond's mother is threatening to take him away.

<Lathra> Whyever would she do that?

<Dasra> She says I'm n-not taking good care of him... she found out about the man who tried to kill him, and she says he isn't getting any better, b-because maybe I'm keeping him sick like this so... so I can sleep around with other men...

  • Dasra breaks down into tears again

<Lathra> Oh how ridiculous, what a fuss. I'm so sorry she's putting you through all that, dear.

<Dasra> She never liked me, but ... I don't know what to do... I've done everything I can for Raimond...

<Lathra> Dasra dear, without meaning to suggest that you should, would you want her to take him? For a while, perhaps, for you to have a break? Or do you want us to try to stop her?

<Dasra> I don't know. I don't know what's right for him anymore.

<Dasra> But she'd take him to their estate, I'm sure, and then I wouldn't even get to see him...

<Lathra> Well that's no good, is it?

<Lathra> Has anybody talked to Raimond about it?

<Dasra> I don't want to upset him :(

<Lathra> No, and I understand that, but we'll need to know what he wants at some point.

<Dasra> I don't want him to go.

<Lathra> Well then that's settled. I was going to suggest that perhaps we could see if we could force them to allow you to visit, but if you have decided that he may stay with you then that's what we must strive for.

  • Lathra side-eyes a bottle on her cabinet

<Dasra> I... I need to talk to Hugo, I think.

<Lathra> As you wish. Do you think that his mother could be persuaded, perhaps by the right person, or should we pursue a legal defense?

<Dasra> Maybe she could be persuaded. I don't want to go to the extreme of legal action unless I absolutely need to.

<Lathra> What sort of a person is she?

<Dasra> She's a countess... very proper, old-fashioned... I'm afraid she wouldn't take well to a Shadar-kai priest trying to convince her of anything :/

<Dasra> but I thought maybe ... if I could show her we were trying every option... maybe there was more we could do for him?

<Lathra> Yes, if her concern about his care are genuine and not some kind of vendetta against you, then that seems like the correct response. I wonder as well whether either of the princesses would be willing to speak to her on your behalf.

<Dasra> oh, perhaps...

<Dasra> yes, that's a good idea, I should see if they would.

<Dasra> I'll speak to them, and perhaps ... if any of the others who came to try and help him before had any ideas of what else we could try, maybe that would be helpful...

<Lathra> Oh yes - do you want me to go to Tristan, or anybody else?

<Dasra> Could you? I would appreciate that so much.

<Lathra> Oh absolutely!

<Lathra> Well you have some leads to follow up, and you may of course call on me for any help you need, and I'm quite happy to chase people for you or get anything done as needed.

<Dasra> Thank you, Lathra. Would you be willing to come round sometime soon, as well, for some meditation, or something to help calm my nerves?

<Lathra> But of course!

<Dasra> thank you so much

  • Lathra scoots along the floor to another side-table and flaps her hand around the top until she finds her scheduler

<Lathra> I can make some time today for you, I'm sure.

<Dasra> I can't say how much this means... I'm so thankful to have you as a friend.

  • Lathra notes which appointments might be shifted to a later date, to be called this morning.

<Lathra> Dasra dear I feel the same way, and I'm happy to help.

<Dasra> I'll see you later, then.

<Lathra> Yes of course, I'll call when I know what time.

<Dasra> Thank you again.

  • Dasra will hang up
  • Lathra lets herself slide to the floor

<DiablotinNarrator> You can shuffle appointments around to make some time for Dasra later today, then.

<DiablotinNarrator> and perhaps plan to talk to others at work, or see Tristan soon, etc. :)

Hugo finds out that he is the reason why Raimond's mother wants to take Raimond away from Dasra

<DiablotinNarrator> Hugo, your telephone rings at a slightly later time that same morning.

  • Hugonel answers.

<Hugonel> Yes, hello?

<Dasra> Hugo, it's Dasra.

<Hugonel> Ah, Dasra, my dear, how good to hear from you!

<Dasra> I'm afraid not...

<Hugonel> What's the matter?

<Dasra> Raimond's mother is threatening to take over his care.

<Dasra> She has accused me of all sorts of awful things.

<Hugonel> What? What things? That's ridiculous!

<Dasra> Oh, of not doing everything possible to help him recover... possibly even of keeping him sick for my own nefarious purposes, so that I can bring a parade of lovers through the house.

<Hugonel> Well, that's just the silliest thing I've heard all day, and I work with a bunch of buffoons!

<Hugonel> No one has been more devoted to his care than you.

<Hugonel> But, of course, you always have my discretion.

<Dasra> I know, but...

<Dasra> I think she must have a spy among my staff, or at least have bribed someone, because she seemed to know about you >.>

<Hugonel> Just what is it that she supposes she knows?

<Hugonel> (what do I know about Raimond's mother? gossip and scurrilous rumor included)

<DiablotinNarrator> (roll k:nob?)

<Hugonel> !roll 1d20+19

  • Zola rolls for Hugonel: [ 1d20+19 ] getting [ 13 ] which, after the modifier [ 19 ] totals [ 32 ].

<Hugonel> (how's that?)

<DiablotinNarrator> Raimond's mother is Drusilla Neherin, the Countess of Berenbrock. She's a widow, House Cat obviously, probably about 60 or so, very proper and old-fashioned. You have probably met her on a few occasions at the kind of dinner parties old rich ladies like to throw...from the days when you socialized with more older, wealthy ladies.

<DiablotinNarrator> You don't know of any scurrilous rumours about her.

<Hugonel> Well.

<Hugonel> Whatever she thinks she knows, that's just gossip and rumor. Of course I visited your house several times, having been part of the group that went into Raimond's dream. Then again ... hmmm ...

<Dasra> Maybe if you spoke to her, you could convince here there was nothing untoward...

<Hugonel> Well, of course, if you think that would help. I must say that I am more used to being suspected of being someone's lover than using my wiles to convince someone otherwise.

<Dasra> Well, I don't know - charm her or whatever if you need to?

<Hugonel> Worst case scenario, we might get the Princess Ilphere to intervene. For the ... uhh, greater security of the Empire.

<Dasra> I did think of that... but I don't know how to do that without also explaining to my mother-in-law that her son has a magical tree inside his head.

<Hugonel> Well, the Countess of Berenbrock is known for her adherence to protocol. And when a Princess Imperial tells you something, even something light on details, well, proper protocol is to shut your yap and comply.

<Dasra> Yes, but the Princess-Imperial is sometimes... heavy on details when she doesn't need to be, simply because she keeps on talking :p

<Hugonel> Well, I do know what you mean, but she is also a very, very powerful woman who didn't get to where she is today by being an idiot when discretion is required, as in matters of Imperial importance.

<Hugonel> At any rate, I'm not saying I won't talk to her.

<Dasra> all right...

<Hugonel> I just ... worry that my visit will convince her moreso that I have ill intentions towards you.

<Hugonel> I could always seduce her instead. We're of the same House after all, and she is unmarried.

  • Hugonel gives a sly look.

<Dasra> Ew.

  • Hugonel laughs.

<Hugonel> No fear, Dasra. I promise that the Countess shall remain unmolested.

<Dasra> Well, good...

<Hugonel> If you suspect that one of your staff is being paid off ... do you know which one?

<Dasra> I'm not sure, no. I don't know how I would figure it out.

<Hugonel> No one who has more money than they ought to, or lives in a nicer place than their station would allow?

<Dasra> I'd have to look into it... I don't typically visit my servants' houses, or keep tabs on their finances.

<Hugonel> Hmm, yes, of course.

<Hugonel> How is Raimond doing recently? I'm sorry, I should have asked that first.

<Dasra> He's... about the same, I suppose. He sleeps a lot. He's lost a little weight.

<Dasra> No one else has tried to murder him in the past little while.

<Hugonel> Does the Countess have any idea what would be required of her and her staff? Any conception of his state?

<Dasra> She visits him, of course. I've never tried to keep her away from him.

<Hugonel> Do you think there's any chance that someone is using her to try to get to him?

<Dasra> I... I never even thought of that :o

<Hugonel> I'm not saying it's so ... certainly the old bat is capable of wanting this on her own. But there are a lot of parties potentially interested in Raimond's health ... or lack thereof.

<Dasra> If you did charm her, maybe she'd tell you if that was the case.

<Hugonel> I wonder if she'd believe me if I said that I came over to attempt to seduce you, but you rebuffed me.

<Dasra> ...

<Dasra> I don't know.

<Hugonel> I'll charm her if I need to ... but that's risky.

<Hugonel> She's a high-ranking member of the nobility and one doesn't just go around ensorcelling them.

<Dasra> well... I won't tell you how to handle things. If you really think I should just go to the Princess-Imperial and have her talk to the countess, I can.

<Hugonel> I can try this first. But with a light touch, I think. If I were to come on too firmly and it didn't fail, that might backfire on you and Raimond.

<Hugonel> (it didn't succeed)

<Dasra> right...

<Hugonel> But worst case scenario, we keep Ilphere in our back pocket. That will anger her, to be sure, and confuse her, perhaps, but is almost certain to keep her at bay.

<Hugonel> There are few individuals in the Empire who scare me more than the Princess Imperial, and I've known her for years.

  • Dasra chuckles slightly at that

<Hugonel> The tales they used to tell at the Castalia ...

  • Hugonel shudders.

<Dasra> well... let me know before you do anything.

<Hugonel> Of course, my dear.

<Dasra> I ought to be going now. It's nearly time for Raimond's lunch.

<Hugonel> Of course. I'll talk to you soon.

<Dasra> Thank you.

  • Dasra hangs up.

Hettie and Nycki interrogate Servan

<DiablotinNarrator> Hettie, you and Nycki made your ... transaction.. with Ander successfully, so you're now waiting to find out if it took, or if you guys have to do it all over again next month.

<DiablotinNarrator> So far you don't feel any different, but who knows?

  • Hettienne tries not to think about it.
  • Nycki talks to you one morning before she heads off to work and before you fall asleep after a long night.

<Nycki> Hey babe... you got plans for dinner tonight?

<Hettienne> Not really... are you askin' me out? ;)

<Nycki> Sorta :) you wanna interrogate a prisoner, then grab some food before work?

<Hettienne> Romantic! You're on. ;)

<Nycki> swell :)

  • Nycki gives you a kiss and will let you get to bed, then
  • Nycki will swing by to get you late in the afternoon

<Nycki> Ready?

<Hettienne> As ever. :)

<Hettienne> Been wonderin' what I oughta ask...

<Nycki> Yeah... from what I hear, the guy ain't been real forthcomin', but they've had some info out of him.

<Hettienne> What kinda info?

<Nycki> Some stuff 'bout where he's from, time in the war, that sorta thing - they dug up some info on that.

<Hettienne> So what's his story then?

<Nycki> He's from some nowhere village in ... Sarande, I think it was.

<Nycki> They got his real name, too. That let 'em track down his birth records, military records.

<Nycki> What they could, anyway... some of it's incomplete.

<Hettienne> What's his name?

<Hettienne> Why'd he change it? Was it awful, like... I dunno, Hugh Jazolle? :v

  • Nycki laughs

<Nycki> Nah, it was Alec Derant. I dunno why he changed it.

<Hettienne> Huh.

  • Hettienne shrugs.

<Nycki> anyway, I want you to know - I'm real willin' to lie to this fella, if it'll help.

<Hettienne> Awright... like about what?

<Nycki> Tell him we caught his girlfriend there... tell him we can cut a deal so he don't go down for murder... whatever it takes.

<Hettienne> I ain't never interrogated anyone before.

<Hettienne> His girlfriend?

<Nycki> Well, I dunno if that's what she is.

<Nycki> But the girl who's been seen with him.

  • Hettienne nods

<Nycki> Anyway... we'll see how it goes, yeah?

<Hettienne> Yeah.

  • Nycki and you can head to the jail, then... it's not the Creux, it's a small nondescript holding area - you're not sure if it's something the Hush have set up, or what, but it's cleaner and quieter than you remember prison being.

<Hettienne> Huh... nice digs, for jail :p

<Nycki> Yeah, well... we get a better class of prisoners in here ;)

  • Nycki says with a rueful smile
  • Hettienne sticks her tongue out.
  • Nycki talks to the people on guard duty, and you are brought to a cell with a man sitting in it. He has a sour expression and a metal arm.
  • Hettienne looks him over.
  • Servan is tall, fit, with somewhat shaggy brown hair that could use a trim. He looks to be about mid-twenties or so.

<Nycki> Hey there. We wanted to have a few words with you.

<Servan> Haven't you lot already asked everything there is to ask?

<Nycki> Never.

<Nycki> So, Alec, is it? Can we call you Alec?

<Hettienne> Al?

<Servan> No.

  • Servan says flatly

<Servan> That isn't my name.

<Nycki> Fine, whatever you say. We ain't gotta use names for this anyhow.

  • Nycki glances to you

<Nycki> We got some questions 'bout a young fella who met an unfortunate end.

<Hettienne> THe bellbottom you iced in the shambles.

<Servan> The selkie?

  • Hettienne glances at Nycki.

<Nycki> Dunno - you tell us.

<Hettienne> (do I even know what that is)

<DiablotinNarrator> (k:nature I guess?)

<DiablotinNarrator> (if you have any)

<Hettienne> (narp)

<DiablotinNarrator> (no clue, then)

<Servan> Or half-selkie, whatever.

<Servan> You have no idea how many halfbreeds are walking around, blending in with everyone else.

<Hettienne> How'd you even figure he's a ... selkie?

<Servan> Webbed fingers, seemed fishy.

  • Servan says with a slight smile.

<Hettienne> You fuckin' moron.

  • Hettienne shakes her head.

<Hettienne> Bet if I looked you over I could find somethin 'fishy' too.

<Hettienne> What d'you think, hm?

<Servan> You want to have a look too, bitch?

  • Hettienne looks at Nycki.

<Servan> Go ahead.

<Hettienne> We already know you're a freak show. A freak show who's goin' down for murder, plus.

<Hettienne> You ready to do all that time?

  • Servan gives you the metal finger
  • Hettienne snorts.

<Hettienne> You're gonna hurt my feelings

  • Hettienne drawls sarcastically.

<Nycki> If you go down for murder, that arm's comin' off. With a saw, if need be.

<Hettienne> A nice dull one.

<Servan> Yeah, we'll see about that.

<Hettienne> We got guys who are real good at that sorta thing

<Servan> They aren't going to let that happen.

<Hettienne> What about your girlfriend? You care about her gettin' a full time position in the Creux, without *her* bits?

  • Servan frowns

<Nycki> you know what they call a girl with no legs in the Creux?

  • Hettienne snickers.

<Nycki> Easy pickin's.

<Servan> You... can't do that.

<Hettienne> We can do whatever we want.

<Hettienne> Unless you wanna be a little more helpful, Al.

<Hettienne> Who tipped you about the bellbottom? Who's your boss??

  • Hettienne is small but fierce

<Hettienne> I got friends in low places, pal. I can make sure she has a *real* bad time.

  • Hettienne hisses.
  • Servan glowers

<Hettienne> Or a real short one.

<Servan> Look, this is bigger than you understand.

<Hettienne> Why don't you enlighten us.

<Servan> The government, the church... it's all around us.

<Hettienne> It, what 'it'?

<Servan> The ones in the know. Who see things the way they really are.

<Hettienne> If you ain't gonna start talkin sense, we're gonna be done, and so's your girlfriend.

<Servan> The Empire's dying from the inside out. Unless someone can cut out the disease.

<Servan> They made us... they won't let us go to waste.

  • Nycki frowns

<Nycki> Give us a name.

<Servan> Clarence Molniere...

  • Nycki glances at you, but is pretty sure we already knew that one ;p

<Hettienne> Where is he??

<Servan> You might want to ask the priestess in red about that.

<Nycki> Who?

<Servan> The Reverend Mother.

<Servan> Go ahead and ask her - I'd like to see how that works out for you.

<Servan> I honestly don't know if she's hiding him, or if she had him killed - either way, I don't imagine that will be a long conversation.

<Hettienne> You're tellin' us she's pulling the strings?

  • Servan shrugs

<Servan> There are a lot of strings.

<Hettienne> HOw many of you chop-jobs are there?

<Servan> You mean how many survived? :p

<Hettienne> If you call that livin'

  • Servan sort of smirks

<Servan> There were fifty of us to start. I don't know how many are left now.

<DiablotinNarrator> A guard comes in with a plate of slop for the prisoner's dinner.

<Servan> Looks like it's time for you to go.

<Nycki> This won't be the last time we'll talk.

<Hettienne> Ta for now

  • Servan sort of nods his head and digs into his meal

<Nycki> you doin' okay?

  • Nycki asks on the way out
  • Hettienne nods.

<Hettienne> That were... different

<Hettienne> What a piece of shit.

<Hettienne> Uh. What's a selkie, though?

  • Nycki nods

<Nycki> Dunno.

<Nycki> I were just goin' along with what he said. We can find out, though, I bet.

<Hettienne> Yeah.

<Nycki> c'mon, let's go have dinner

<Hettienne> Wonder if it's anything Serge-Yves ever heard tell of.

  • Nycki nods

Denise talks to Mikel about... things

<DiablotinNarrator> Denise, you needed to talk to Mikel about... things.

<Denise> @_@

  • Mikel_ can be found at your uncle's house, where he is now moved in.
  • Denise looks around to get a sense of how things are going :3

<Denise> hey Mickey!

  • Mikel_ seems reasonably settled in

<Mikel_> Hey :)

  • Denise give hims a big hug
  • Mikel_ hugs you back

<Denise> How's it goin'?

<Mikel_> Pretty good! How about you?

<Denise> I'm doin' pretty swell, but there's some stuff goin' on that aint, I guess :3

<Mikel_> oh yeah?

<Denise> well... things are goin' real swell with Enver, like.

  • Mikel_ smiles

<Mikel_> That's good

<Denise> we been talkin', bout, like, movin' in together, an gettin married an stuff, later in the year

<Mikel_> Wow, married? :D

<Denise> yeah ;3

  • Denise blushes

<Denise> we ain't made no plans or nothin' yet, just talked 'bout it, and we said we both wanna

<Mikel_> That's real great :)

<Denise> yeah!

<Mikel_> you told Mam yet?

<Mikel_> like... should I keep it quiet for a bit?

<Denise> I ain't been to see her, yet, so yeah...

<Denise> I will soon though

  • Mikel_ nods

<Denise> is she doin' alright?

<Mikel_> She's doin' okay, yeah. The cold weather's hard on her, though.

<Denise> :/

<Mikel_> Like, her joints get sore, that sorta thing.

<Denise> yeah

<Denise> I should go an see her for sure :|

<Mikel_> She'd like that

  • Denise nods

<Denise> so, t'other stuff though

<Denise> the less good bits

<Denise> its all like... channely stuff, I guess

<Mikel_> How'd you mean?

<Denise> well the first is - that stuff in the undercity, the mushroom plague stuff, I think it ain't gettin' any better an maybe it's gettin' worse

<Mikel_> yeah?

<Denise> yeah

<Denise> an, the other thing is, we found somethin' down there

<Denise> that's a old Rat thing

<Mikel_> what sorta thing?

<Denise> a real powerful magic thing, like scary powerful...

  • Mikel_ frowns

<Denise> an old Harrow deck >.>

<Mikel_> who's 'we'? You an' Enver?

<Denise> and aunt hettie an Nycki an Argent

<Mikel_> what were you all doin' down there anyway?

<Denise> lookin' for treasure >.>

<Denise> an we found it

<Mikel_> well... so you found some, I guess :/

<Denise> yeah

<Denise> just we weren't expecting somethin like that

<Denise> so now we don't knwo what to do with it

<Denise> we figured maybe the Channels would know

<Denise> or the Vjestaci

<Mikel_> It sounds like maybe somethin' we should tell Channel Silvia about, if it's as big a deal as you say.

<Denise> it is

<Denise> for sure

  • Mikel_ nods

<Mikel_> Okay... so you want me to try an' get you in to talk to her? Just you, or all them other folks too?

<Denise> mybe some of em?

<Denise> I don't think we all gotta go

<Mikel_> okay

<Denise> or if it is just easier, maybe just me, I dunno

<Denise> Mlle Aubrienne was gionna talk to the Vjestaci fiolks about it

<Denise> she was the one found out what it were >.>

  • Mikel_ nods

<Mikel_> Well, I'll see - i dunno if she'd wanna meet with a whole bunch of folks, but maybe two or three would be okay?

<Denise> okay

<Mikel_> What's it do that's so scary?

<Mikel_> the Harrow deck, I mean

<Denise> It can like... change fate

<Denise> in different ways

<Mikel_> o_O

<Denise> yeah

<Denise> Mlle Aubrienne were sayin how like... its tied to the Harrow, or like other decks are tied to it or somethin'...

<Mikel_> huh

<Denise> but I guess mostly it ain't good ways

<Denise> or enough bad ways that like... it ain't a safe thing?

<Mikel_> okay...

<Denise> anyway - it ain't the sort of thing to go tellin' folks about, cept the ones who gotta know >.>

<Mikel_> right

<Mikel_> I'll keep quiet

<Denise> thanks

<Mikel_> other than that... things are okay?

<Denise> Oh man :3

<Denise> Like

<Denise> You know how Mico sang at the birthday party? @_@

<Mikel_> yeah

<Denise> @)@

<Denise> Mlls Zola asked if I could do a job.... drivin' him around for some interview so no one don't get in his face an all @_@

<Mikel_> Like his bodyguard?

<Denise> un huh!

<Mikel_> Wow!

<Mikel_> That's real swell

<Denise> so swell!

<Mikel_> You might get a chance to talk to him' an' stuff?

<Denise> like, just me an him... uh huh

<Denise> I gotta be respectful an all though

<Denise> be professional

<Denise> like, if I don't explode!

  • Mikel_ grins

<Mikel_> Can I tell Helgea? She'll be real jealous ;)

<Denise> yeah - you been seein' her still?

<Mikel_> Yeah

<Denise> how's that goin' :3

<Mikel_> well, okay. I don't think she knows what to do with a fella that don't just wanna, ah, you know.

  • Mikel_ blushes a little
  • Denise grins but doens't pry becauxe there are things she doens't need detail about from her siblings

<Mikel_> We talk a lot.

<Denise> well, you can take her out places to have a real nice time, I bet :3

<Denise> oh yeah?

<Mikel_> yeah :3

<Mikel_> We went sledding last week.

<Denise> oh swell!

<Denise> Me an enver oughtta go do that

<Denise> maybe all four of us could go out somewhere :3

<Mikel_> Yeah, that'd be nice :)

<Denise> well, we can figure out somethin' fun and get ti all set up then ^_^

<Mikel_> sure thing!

Genevriel testifies against Guydain Larache

<DiablotinNarrator> Gen, you receive a summons that you are to testify at the trial of Guydain Larache on the fourth day of Fourth-month.

  • Genevriel promptly starts drinking.

<DiablotinNarrator> Are you going to tell anyone? and/or are you going to show up?

  • Genevriel will tell her aunt and then head out to drink.
  • Genevriel probably misses work the night after receiving the summons.

<DiablotinNarrator> Okay

  • Genevriel has every *intention* of showing up at court...

<DiablotinNarrator> How about you make a will save to see if you can manage to be sober enough to do that?

<Genevriel> (Sure)

  • Mico rolls for Genevriel: [ 1d20+5 ] getting [ 5 ] which, after the modifier [ 5 ] totals [ 10 ].

<DiablotinNarrator> You are not sober enough to get yourself there at the correct time, etc. Fortunately, since you told your aunt, she will make sure that you will get there, calling in help from August if needed.

  • Genevriel is a little combative towards those trying to herd her to court.

<DiablotinNarrator> You are still feeling the effects of your latest binge when you get there.

<Genevriel> (But I guess August can take care of that with his magic hands)

  • August can help calm you down, yes.

<DiablotinNarrator> When you arrive at the court, you'll have to be examined by an official who checks that you aren't under the effects of any magic spells or items.

  • Genevriel openly pulls out a flask for a sip while August is trying to keep her on the level.

<Genevriel> (Not in front of the official, though)

<DiablotinNarrator> The official also eyes you a bit dubiously, and casts a spell on you. The effects of the alcohol you had consumed are negated (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/3rd-party-spells/rite-publishing---3rd-party-spells/c/cleanse-of-alcohol)

<DiablotinNarrator> You are soon called into the courtroom to give your testimony.

<DiablotinNarrator> (possibly because they don't want to give you time to get drunk again ;p)

  • Genevriel is a nervous wreck at this point. The alcohol was giving her courage.

<DiablotinNarrator> There are a number of people in the courtroom that you recognize - including Guydain.

  • August will also sit in the back of the room, as moral support for you.
  • Genevriel looks ashen, but upon seeing Guydain, she actually finds a little strength to do this, strangely.
  • Lawyer asks you a number of basic questions to start with - name, former rank, how long you served with the defendant, etc.
  • Genevriel answers them all truthfully. :P
  • Lawyer then begins to delve into less comfortable topics, asking you about things you witnessed during the war

<Lawyer> Did you observe the defendant torturing prisoners?

<Genevriel> Yes.

  • Genevriel 's knuckles are white as they grip the edge of the witness box.

<Lawyer> On many occasions?

  • Genevriel tries to hold back tears as she remembers all the people. She nods affirmatively, not able to find her voice.
  • Lawyer will ask for more details, to the extent that you are able to give them.

<Genevriel> He... likes his blades. He's good with them, too.

<Genevriel> I've seen him... cut strips of skin away.

<Genevriel> And nails - finger and toe nails. Usually he did that stuff to get them to speak.

  • Lawyer nods

<Genevriel> He'd get Skin and Bones - Alric, I mean - to rough them up, too. Punch them, break bones, you know...

  • Lawyer nods
  • Lawyer asks you some other questions - specific times, places, people (but we don't need to go through all that because I won't make you make it up - I assume Gen knows ;)

<Genevriel> He'd taunt them with food, and water, that he never gave them. Even if they'd been tied up and bleeding a whole day.

<Genevriel> Sometimes I saw him cut off a prisoner's genitals and...

  • Genevriel zones out.
  • Lawyer will draw you back with some less-difficult questions, and then wrap up her inquiries.

<Genevriel> He would keep doing it, long after I believe they'd yielded any useful information.

<DiablotinNarrator> The defense lawyer will then stand to ask you questions.

<Lawyer> Mlle. Doucette, what was your involvement in the events you describe?

<Genevriel> I was a translator.

<Lawyer> Did you at any point object or speak out against any actions you witnessed?

<Genevriel> I learned not to.

<Lawyer> Did you speak to any superior officers about what you say you witnessed?

<Genevriel> No, because when I first was assigned to his squad, Spider - Larache, I mean - made it very clear that if I did, he would harm me.

<Lawyer> Thank you, no further questions.

<DiablotinNarrator> As you are dismissed, you see Guydain staring at you, but you feel a certain... satisfaction, perhaps? and know that he can't hurt you now.

<Genevriel> (I'm not sure that I actually know that, since he hasn't been sentenced, but whatevs! I'm going for more drinks.)

<DiablotinNarrator> (well now as in at this precise moment, anyway ;)

<DiablotinNarrator> You step out of the courtroom with August close behind you, and see the next witness waiting to go in.

<DiablotinNarrator> He is a young man, maybe 16-17 or so, with dark hair. He looks very familiar to you, and as you make eye contact for a moment, you realize why - he is the boy you saved from the fire.

<DiablotinNarrator> The court official calls him in by name - Tehan Demirel. He looks at you for a moment longer, sort of smiles and nods slightly, and then goes in.

  • Genevriel is startled, but probably managed to give him a small sad scared smile before he left.
  • August steps up beside you

<August> let's get you home...

<Genevriel> I'd rather go to a pub.

<August> I'm sure you would. But I'm not sure that's the best idea right now.

<Genevriel> If he isn't found guilty, I'm going to be dead.

<August> I'll contact your work and let them know you don't expect to be in tonight, if you want.

<Genevriel> I might even be dead before he's found guilty.

<August> You did everything you could. I'm proud of you.

  • August says as he is going to steer you home, whether you like it or not ;p

Aubrienne talks to the Vjestaci

<DiablotinNarrator> Okay, Aubrienne - you wanted to talk to the Vjestaci

<Aubrienne> That is the plan :)

<DiablotinNarrator> You can go to their headquarters in the Shambles, which is also a kind of Rat social club - a place where Rats can get together and speak in their own language, listen to their traditional music, eat traditional foods, that sort of thing.

<Aubrienne> Mmm, mushroom soup, just like Baba makes.

<DiablotinNarrator> It's fairly busy when you get there, and you spot your aunt Svara in attendance

  • Aubrienne will make her way over to her aunt.

<Aubrienne> <r>Svara! Just the person I was looking for. :)

<Svara> <r> Hey, kid, how're you?

  • Aubrienne will give her a hug.

<Svara> (I'll assume everything is in Rat, to avoid having to always type <r> ;)

  • Svara hugs you back

<Aubrienne> (I was just about to type that ;))

<Aubrienne> Uh, overwhelmed, a bit, but we can get into that in a bit. How're you?

<Svara> Not too bad.

<Aubrienne> I have a problem I was hoping you could help with. Or, at the very least, might know someone who could.

<Svara> What's the problem?

  • Aubrienne looks around.

<Aubrienne> Maybe we should head somewhere private.

<Svara> Sure thing.

  • Svara can take you into the 'members only' part of the club, i.e. the basement
  • Aubrienne will follow.

<Aubrienne> So, this might sound a little crazy, but what do you know about the Deck of Many Things?

<Svara> It's a legend... a Harrow deck that can change fate, not just predict it.

<Aubrienne> Yeah, that's what I thought.

<Aubrienne> I'm fairly certain it's not just a legend.

<Svara> Why?

<Aubrienne> Well, some friends of mine, other Rats, they went into the tunnels on a tip about some treasure, and they found an old Harrow deck.

<Aubrienne> Very, very old.

  • Svara nods, listening

<Aubrienne> I used Identify, like I was taught, and it is...off the charts.

<Aubrienne> Every school.

<Svara> ...

<Aubrienne> So, to be sure, I drew a card. It was the Vision, and, well, it worked.

<Svara> worked how?

<Aubrienne> Two visions, one true, one false, but I don't know which is which.

<Svara> shit @_@

<Aubrienne> Yeah.

<Svara> If it is what you say it is, you're lucky it wasn't something much worse.

<Aubrienne> Believe me, I know that.

<Svara> what did your friends do with it?

<Svara> and I guess just as importantly... what are they *going* to do with it?

<Aubrienne> Well, we're kind of debating that.

<Aubrienne> Currently, it's being held by yet another party, who doesn't know what it is, just that it is powerful and dangerous. We can trust them not to do anything with it.

<Svara> THere are a lot of people who'd have an interest in it.

<Aubrienne> I'm sure there are.

<Aubrienne> But I also don't think any of us are comfortable with...almost anyone having it.

<Aubrienne> Including ourselves, really.

  • Svara nods

<Aubrienne> I was hoping someone in the Vjestaci might have an idea, if we can keep it hush-hush and all.

<Svara> Well... in the legends, I think if you damage the deck, it will disappear.

<Aubrienne> One of the others went to the Channels, so we're pursuing pretty much whatever we can, so long as it's in-House.

<Aubrienne> Disappear?

<Aubrienne> It just goes away if you damage it?

<Svara> But where it goes to... who knows? It might just be passing the problem on to someone else - or worse, putting it into the hands of someone who would try to abuse its powers.

<Aubrienne> Yeah, that doesn't seem like a great solution.

  • Svara nods

<Svara> Do you want me to talk to the rest of the Vjestaci about this?

<Svara> or to someone, anyway?

<Aubrienne> If there's someone you trust, I trust you.

<Aubrienne> We're trying to be careful, but we're kind of in over our heads.

  • Svara nods

<Svara> I'll talk to Lyth

<DiablotinNarrator> Lyth du Champe is the head of the Vjestaci, you would certainly have met him before

<Aubrienne> (What would I know about him?)

<DiablotinNarrator> (he's around 60 or so, his father is Alexior du Champe who is the notional 'Emperor' of the Rats, and his uncle is Velten du Champe, who is the current Patriarch.)

<DiablotinNarrator> (in my head he looks like Brian Blessed, but that's probably less relevant to whether you can trust him ;)

<Aubrienne> (Eh, that's a trustworthy face :))

<DiablotinNarrator> (heh)

<Aubrienne> Okay. I mean, if we can't trust him, coming here at all was kind of a bust.

<Svara> If we can't trust him, we can't trust anyone in the Vjestaci.

<Svara> He might want to talk to you - or your friends. Are you okay with that, or do you want to leave them out of this for now?

<Aubrienne> I'm fine with talking to him. I'd have to check with the others to see if they're willing.

<Svara> All right.

<Svara> For now, I'll just tell him to talk to you.

<Aubrienne> Okay.

<Aubrienne> I really appreciate this, Aunt Svara.

<Aubrienne> There's been a lot going on, and this is just...huge.

<Svara> Of course. It's not every day you find an artifact of our people ...

<Aubrienne> At least it was us, I guess?

  • Svara nods

<Svara> And at least you had the good sense not to draw more cards. ... right?

<Aubrienne> Uh, sure, absolutely.

<Aubrienne> >.>

<Aubrienne> I have not drawn more than one card.

<Svara> ... did any of your friends?

<Aubrienne> No, nobody else has drawn any cards.

  • Svara asks sternly, in that same babysitter's "which one of you broke the lamp" voice :p

<Svara> all right. good.

<Aubrienne> I get that it's basically a cautionary tale, I just...you could do a lot of good with some of the things it's supposed to be able to do.

<Svara> Yes... but you have no idea what you're going to get.

<Aubrienne> This is also why we're looking for a solution. It's too tempting to have around long term.

  • Svara nods

<Svara> we'll figure something out.

<Svara> They're talking to the Channels about this too?

<Aubrienne> Yeah, why?

<Svara> I just want to know who all is in on this.

<Aubrienne> I'll give you more info after I find out what I can say.

<Svara> okay

<Svara> Be careful, Aubrienne. There might be people who would kill to get that deck.

<Aubrienne> When it rains, it pours.

<Aubrienne> Or, I suppose, when it snows it piles? Whatever the appropriately seasonal version would be.

<Aubrienne> Or unseasonal, as the case may be.

<Svara> heh

<Aubrienne> I'm babbling. I need a hug. And soup.

<Svara> I can arrange for both of those things.

<Aubrienne> Bestest aunt.

  • Svara gives you a hug, and then will get you some soup :3

"Mico" gives a radio interview

<DiablotinNarrator> Okay, Zola - or rather, Mico - you have your interview to do!

<Mico> .oO( Hooray. )

  • Mico sneaks in as Auntie Torvalle
  • Denise escorts :3

<DiablotinNarrator> The radio station is a busy office downtown in the Place d'Iena. As you expected, there are some reporters and photographers lurking outside, but your disguise can throw them off.

  • Mico will drop it once we're within the appropriate offices.

<DiablotinNarrator> The receptionist welcomes you in and introduces you to M. Cuville.

<Mico> Good evening, M. Cuville :)

  • Stefan Cuville is a handsome older gentleman of about 50 or so, and he will shake your hand politely.
  • Mico shakes

<Stefan> Good evening, Mico - a pleasure to finally meet you.

<Mico> You as well. Your show is a joy to listen to.

  • Stefan smiles

<Stefan> I'm glad you enjoy it!

  • Mico makes a note to tell Theo that the older Cuville does not have a face for radio.

<Stefan> So, is there anything you'd like before we begin?

<Mico> Some water would be nice, thank you.

<Stefan> Of course.

  • Stefan 's receptionist can bring some for you.

<Mico> Thank you, dear :)

  • Mico peers around the place a little, it being her first time in a radio station.
  • Stefan shows you around as he escorts you to where you'll sit

<Mico> Where does the signal itself come from? :o

<Stefan> There's a radio tower on the roof.

  • Mico nods
  • Mico is a little excited despite it all @_@

<Stefan> Now, this will be going out live.

<Mico> Yes ... yes.

<Stefan> Don't worry - everyone is going to be so excited to hear you, they'll barely pay attention to what you're saying ;)

<Mico> That's a relief, after a fashion.

<Mico> I've managed to stick to singing on the air, thus far >_>

  • Stefan nods

<Stefan> If you felt like treating us to a live song at the end of the show, I'm sure we could fit that in.

<Mico> Ah, well, I suppose if there's time.

<Stefan> Very well.

<Mico> It's a shame the new one isn't quite ready.

  • Stefan smiles at that

<Stefan> I don't suppose you can drop any hints about it?

<Mico> Well, I'd have had to have brought a trollybell for accompaniment...

  • Stefan chuckles
  • Mico smiles, totally not wincing internally.

<Stefan> A follow-up to Ring, Ring, Ring, then?

<Mico> Yes, Theo seemed to relish the idea.

<Stefan> It sounds like another hit in the making :)

<Mico> We can only hope :)

<Stefan> Well, if you're ready, we can get started...

<Mico> Lead the way.

  • Stefan will bring you to your seat, and take his by the other mic
  • Mico sets his water someplace it won't electrocute us all
  • Stefan will count you in and then the broadcast will go live.

<Stefan> Good evening, Diablotin, and welcome to a very special episode of the Red Lion Dance Hour. Tonight we have with us live in the studio... Mico!

<Stefan> (there's some canned applause ;)

<Mico> Good evening, Diablotin!

<Stefan> Mico, it's a thrill to meet you at last.

<Mico> A pleasure to meet you too, Stefan... big fan of the show :)

<Stefan> Well, thank you very much!

<Stefan> So, I'll get right down to the question that I'm sure is on plenty of listener's minds... is there someone special in your life right now?

<Mico> Well...

  • Mico puts on a reluctant tone, "I've recently been enjoying the company of an old flame who's returned to the city. I'll leave it at that."

<Stefan> Ooh, well, it sounds very romantic :)

<Mico> It can be. :)

  • Mico seems disinclined to elaborate

<Stefan> A bit of a tricky one next - if you were stuck on a desert island, what three items would you want to have with you?

<Mico> You mean other than Boots of Teleportation?

  • Stefan chuckles
  • Mico allows a pause for dramatic timing...

<Mico> I would definitely want a radio. It would be hellish not to be able to listen to music. A crystal ball would be nice, to watch things going on in the wide world as well. After that... have they invented an everfull icebox yet?

<Stefan> You'll be enjoying your island in comfort, then!

<Mico> I'm not one for roughing it, I'll admit.

<Stefan> Turning to your music - where did you learn to sing? Have you been musically-inclined ever since you were a child?

<Mico> I always enjoyed music, and singing along... especially since we got a radio when I was young. I didn't really pursue it until we moved to Diablotin, and eventually I decided to attend the Castalia to really commit to it.

<Stefan> I see - a real professional, then!

<Mico> I do hope so :)

<Stefan> On that same note - hah - who would you say is your biggest inspiration as a musician?

  • Mico gives a polite chuckle for the pun

<Mico> Well, I certainly wouldn't be where I am today without the support of the fantastic Ysabeau Olivier. I was fortunate to receive instruction from her at the Castalia, and she has provided guidance and friendship ever since.

<Mico> She's an inspiration to me as a professional and as a person.

<Stefan> A true legend, yes.

<Mico> For more modern tastes, I am a huge admirer of King Courtemanche's innovative style.

<Stefan> Oh, very interesting!

  • Mico goes on about it, and maybe some other modern artists...

<Stefan> Of your own songs, which is your personal favourite?

<Mico> I'd have to say it's No Magic Like Love... I think Theo -- Theo Olivier, who writes most of my songs -- really captured how I feel about love... a power of its own in the world.

<Stefan> That's very true.

  • Stefan agrees

<Stefan> So, you told us you trained at the Castalia - are you a bard? Or are we all simply being charmed by your marvellous talent, without any magic involved? ;)

<Mico> I did train as a bard while at the Castalia, yes, though I don't yet know how to charm an audience through the radio :)

<Stefan> I imagine that's a whole new field of bardic research...

<Mico> It may well be.

<Stefan> As for the radio, that's where most of us became familiar with your work. Why do you do so few live performances?

<Mico> Well, Stefan, I am quite a private person. I'm not taken with the idea of being up on a stage like this, with all the lights and crowds...

<Stefan> A little touch of stage fright, perhaps?

<Mico> Something like that, perhaps. And I can be comfortable that it's the music that your listeners are enjoying, not me as a spectacle...

<Mico> I do regret it sometimes, as I do very much enjoy bringing music to people... perhaps someday.

<Stefan> Well, in the meanwhile, it's great to have you here tonight.

<Mico> I'm honoured to be here :)

<Stefan> One of our listeners very much wanted to know - do you have any pets?

  • Mico laughs... "A special request, that one?"

<Mico> I've got a few furry friends in my life, but no pets I could call my own.

<Stefan> More of a cat person, or a dog person?

  • Stefan asks with a smile

<Mico> Definitely a cat person :)

<Stefan> What do you like to do in your spare time? Any hobbies or special interests, aside from music?

<Mico> I very much enjoy the other arts, from literature to drama... if I could spend my time just admiring the works of others, I think I could be quite content.

<Stefan> I see - so, what would be your idea of an ideal date, then?

<Mico> I think an ideal date depends on who you're with, not what you do. I can never answer that question properly, because whenever I think of a time or a place or an activity, it's always a pleasure when I imagine it's with the right person.

<Stefan> Ah, a true romantic :)

<Mico> Guilty as charged :)

<Stefan> Well, if you were to go out to any restaurant - what would be your favourite food?

<Stefan> Unless you prefer something homemade, of course :)

  • Mico seems to consider

<Mico> Hmm, you know, I think I'll confess to a guilty pleasure of mine. Fish & chips... I try not to indulge too often, but it really is a comfort food for me.

<Mico> Perhaps it's my coastal origins :)

<Stefan> It must be easier to avoid it here - it's surely better close to the ocean :)

<Mico> There's a few places in town I can find it done right :)

<Stefan> One last question, just to put you on the spot for a moment: what would you say was your most embarassing moment?

  • Mico puts on a good "Oh you"-laugh for the mic...

<Mico> I'll just say it's too embarassing to recount on the air, Stefan :)

<Stefan> Oh, too bad - maybe you can make it up to us with a quick song before you go?

<Mico> Certainly. What do you think your listeners would like to hear the most? Are they tired of the latest yet? :)

<Stefan> Never!

<Mico> .oO( Yaaay )

  • Mico will presumably sing Ring Ring Ring then -_-

<DiablotinNarrator> (there's a piano in the studio if you want to accompany yourself, or you can do an acapella version - either way, how about a Perform roll :)

  • Mico will play
  • Mico totally also casts Tap Inner Beauty during the commercial break
  • Mico is not above cheatin' :V

<DiablotinNarrator> (heh)

  • Mico rolls [ 1d20+17 ] getting [ 8 ] which, after the modifier [ 17 ] totals [ 25 ]

<DiablotinNarrator> (decent :)

  • Mico will use inspired
  • Mico rolls [ 1d20+17 ] getting [ 14 ] which, after the modifier [ 17 ] totals [ 31 ]

<DiablotinNarrator> (even better!)

<Mico> (Also I don't know if my fame counts for that? if so, +6)

<Mico> (People are impressed but not sure why!)

  • Stefan will thank you again, and then the show can cut to some records, so he can speak to you for a moment off the air.

<Stefan> Thanks again - great job!

<Mico> Thank you :)

<Stefan> And don't worry - your secret's safe with me.

<Mico> Oh?

<Mico> What secret?

<Stefan> I have a good ear for voices.

<Stefan> That, and your agent sent the Zola recordings, so...

  • Mico maintains her mask as best she can.
  • Stefan shrugs, smiling
  • Mico laughs

<Mico> That's just the coastal accent, we're both from Arige

<Mico> Ariège

<Stefan> Of course.

<Stefan> Well, let us know as soon as that new single is ready, and we'll have it on the air.

  • Mico maintains a bemused expression
  • Stefan will thank you again and go back to his mic before the current song finishes.

<Mico> Well, Hector will send that on once it's all polished up and ready for the air. I hope everyone will like it.

<Mico> .oO( GAAAGHGHGGH! )

<Stefan> Sounds great!

  • Mico will thank all seven gods Denise wasn't there for that bit
  • Mico will meet up with her >_>
  • Denise will drive you back
  • Denise is all excited after listening to that and had to rry harder not to pestere with questions :3
  • Mico will take on the appearance of a blonde, bearded gentleman, with the purple scarf as an afterthought, though Denise is already ther.
  • Mico is even more subdued on the way out and the drive home >_>
  • Denise will not pester then, but maybe ask if you are okay :3

<Mico> Yes... fine, thank you. Just a bit drained...

<Denise> aww, well, I'll get you right back then :3

  • Mico spends most of the drive staring intently out the window
  • Mico will thank you, when you open the door for him to get out.

<Mico> A pleasure, Ms. Murodea.

  • Mico hands her an envelope with her pay.

<Denise> you too M, Mico.... thanks again for singin' for me at the party :3

<Denise> oh, gosh, right, thanks!

  • Denise will slip that away

<Mico> It was a pleasure.

<Mico> If you've any need for a reference, give my agent a call and let him know.

<Denise> swell, thank you!

  • Denise beams
  • Denise wonders if she couldb make more money at this since she is going to need more >.>

<Mico> Good night :)

  • Mico goes inside to change face and possibly flail at Ysabeau if she's awake