Melted reflections:Steel cage on wheels

[ReubanBrightwood]

The torches and bauble of the traveling show are still within the sound of sight and hearing as the mages move against the flow of the crowd into the comparatively darker, comparatively more quiet and comparatively less affected car park. The supernal senses returning to a degree of operation.

Asclepius's car is parked exactly where he left as the wounded mage unlocks the vehicle and permits entry to his fellows those whom wish it, enclosing them in the way of metal and glass a thin but vital separation granting the thinnest veil of privacy. His chest has stopped bleeding, the cut shallow enough not to have caused lasting injury that much is clear, the concern of course more about what caused the cut.

The dagger in witch's possession has remained ominous quiet utterly mundane but now their senses are working again it radiates with supernatural power.

Asclepius Jombot
Skye LadySin
Delatdream Witch

[Skye]

Hurrying to the car as much as possible with both getting her two allies along with her and to not look to amiss, not caring if anyone think she might have been a little scared though.

Making sure to dive into the car on the opposite side of Asclepius but taking the backseat for herself, leaving the front passenger seat for Morgan. She was small and bendy enough to easily reach forward without worry should they both take the front seat. Making certain that the doors are properly closed before speaking a single word.
”How are you feeling Jack? Let me take a look at that cut.” A look to the dagger, or rather to where it was being kept and the ominous look from it not exactly serving to remove the worry. ”Morgan would you mind aiding in looking over his wound as well, who knows what kind of germs and other things it might have left upon him.” Eyes locked upon him and his wound, not wanting to dive in to try and scrutinize and go over him to make sure there was nothing lasting without his consent as she keeps a watchful eye thrown toward the dagger, slightly curious if they could trust their senses or if this thing would mess with them.

Gear

cellphone, cash, archery glove on, light gloves covering her hands and fingers, knivesx2 (in purse), throwing knife x5 (in purse), purse, kevlar vest thin under shirt, zippo lighter, athletic running shoes, wooden coin necklace (dedicated tool).

Spells

Combo Organic Resilience and pulse of the living world (pot 6, armor 4)
Body Mastery +2 (pot 7)
Honing the form dexterity +4 (pot 8)
Night Sight 5
Sense life 5

Stats

Health: 8
Mana: 8
Defense: 2 (7 when dodging)
Speed: 15
Initiative: 11
Willpower: 2/2 (usable)
Armor: 5/6 - bulletproof (Life: 4, Kevlar vest thin 1/2)
Spell tolerance: 5/3
Spell control: 5/6
Paradox spells cast: 0

[Asclepius]

Climbing into the drivers seat of his 1988 Chevrolet Camero, he gets himself comfortable while giving time for his companions to take there seats, he offers the front seat to Witch as Skye has taken it upon herself to call the backseats. Honestly, it did not seem to matter right now, to his knowledge they were not driving anywhere currently. Once all were settled he began the conversation. “Right well, I am sorry again for my lack of warning, but that bloodly sleeper had it in for me to prove some masculine superiority or such. But the crux of the reason I needed to get that knife is that it is clearly something of note to us. As much as it physically pains me to hear its words, the fact that I heard it call out to me specifically and referring to myself as what I am. Morgan, I am curious to know your thoughts on the matter.”

Gear

Sports Bag (attached via strap over shoulder)
Smartphone (in pocket)
Cash (in pocket)
Car keys (in pocket)
Kevlar vest thin (Worn under shirt)
Combat knife (dedicated tool attached at belt)
3 Glowsticks (In Sports bag)
Pepper spray (In Hand)
Wedding ring (worn)
First Aid Kit (In Sports bag).
Bottle of water (in Sports bag)

Spells

Night sight,
Organic Resilience (Pot 1)
Friction reduction (pot 3)

Stats

Health:
Mana:
Defense: 2
Speed: 9
Initiative: 5
Willpower: 0/3 useable
Armor: 4 / 5 Kevlar vest thin (1 /2) + Organice resilience (life 3)
Spell tolerance: 2/2
Active spells: 1/4
Paradox spells cast: 0

[Witch]

Sliding into the front seat, Witch pulled the dagger free from her bag but not it's wrapping and laid it carefully on the dash.

Nodding at Skye's request, she leaned toward Asclepius. Assuming he didn't object, she flipped the overhead light on and peered at his wound.

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-23 07:40:44	Witch rolls 4 to First Aid (Int+Med) (10 Again)	5, 9, 8, 5	2 successes

When he asked for her thoughts she paused for a second and then said quietly, "Acamoth."

[ReubanBrightwood]

With every piled into the seats of the vehicle the wrapped weapon is placed on the dash board a metaphysical weight draws the eye to it the constant tick of the unseen senses a reminder that what they had acquired far from any mundane object.

But the first priority is the wellbeing of their fellow. The wound is obscured by the arrows clothing but assuming he is will to pull his shirt a shallow sharp cut across his left pectoral muscle, it has all ready stopped bleeding and the cut itself is very fine more like the scratch frown a carts claw or the whip of branch then a cut from a knife. The blade must be razor sharp.

Without magic or actual medical tools the cut looks like it will heal on its own just fine but otherwise nothing more can be cleaned from it. It is not a funny colour, there is nothing writhing under the skin, dark wispy resonance clings it as it does the dagger but to know if that is the nature of some form of supernatural infection or merely from the contact and something that will dissipate over time would require more then a causal glance.

Each mage in the car make a Gnosis+resolve resistance roll!

[Skye]

A bit annoyed as her fellow arrow does not answer her words, and Witch clearly didn´t grasp her meaning as she throws herself forward through the opening between the two seats. Placing a hand upon his chest and slithers herself around.
”Let me take a closer look at that cut, I meant we need to check if he is affected by something.” Keeping a hand upon his chest as she looks into it, not trusting the damage of such an object for a single second.

Scrutinize 3 success over 3 rolls

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-23 08:01:29	[03] Skye rolls 3 to Scrutinize (int+occult) (10 Again)	3, 9, 4	1 success
2024-11-23 08:01:29	[02] Skye rolls 3 to Scrutinize (int+occult) (10 Again)	7, 7, 10, 4	1 success
2024-11-23 08:01:29	[01] Skye rolls 3 to Scrutinize (int+occult) (10 Again)	8, 3, 2	1 success

Nor was it made better by the sudden appearance of the to put it mildly said odd dagger and the words of their ally but her first priority for now was to make sure her fellow arrow would be alright.

Resistance 1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-23 08:00:31	Skye rolls 6 to Resistance (gnosis+resolve) (10 Again)	6, 5, 7, 9, 4, 6	1 success

Gear

cellphone, cash, archery glove on, light gloves covering her hands and fingers, knivesx2 (in purse), throwing knife x5 (in purse), purse, kevlar vest thin under shirt, zippo lighter, athletic running shoes, wooden coin necklace (dedicated tool).

Spells

Combo Organic Resilience and pulse of the living world (pot 6, armor 4)
Body Mastery +2 (pot 7)
Honing the form dexterity +4 (pot 8)
Night Sight 5
Sense life 5

Stats

Health: 8
Mana: 8
Defense: 2 (7 when dodging)
Speed: 15
Initiative: 11
Willpower: 2/2 (usable)
Armor: 5/6 - bulletproof (Life: 4, Kevlar vest thin 1/2)
Spell tolerance: 5/3
Spell control: 5/6
Paradox spells cast: 0

[Asclepius]

Now that all were packed into the car, it was time to finally address his cut, whilst it did hurt there were more pressing concerns to him in the moment. He provided assistance for them to observe the cut, lifting his shirt a little to give a clearer view. “Let's hope its not permanent, right? And erm....” Looks to the dash for which the blade is sat on currently. Better safe then sorry. “...Lucy in answer to your question, it hurts but nothing out of the ordinary.”

He gives a look over to Witch as she speaks a name aloud. I feel like I should know what that means, unless I shouldn't. I don't know, I just provide assistance and fight who needs protecting, let the big brain mages worry about that. “I see. Is there a way to confirm?” He gave a look to Skye interested if she had any input in the matter.

5 successes for Resistance roll

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-24 13:47:48	Asclepius rolls 4 to Called resistance roll (Gnosis 1 + resolve 3) (10 Again)	10, 10, 3, 10, 8, 10, 3, 5	5 successes

Gear

Sports Bag (attached via strap over shoulder)
Smartphone (in pocket)
Cash (in pocket)
Car keys (in pocket)
Kevlar vest thin (Worn under shirt)
Combat knife (dedicated tool attached at belt)
3 Glowsticks (In Sports bag)
Pepper spray (In Hand)
Wedding ring (worn)
First Aid Kit (In Sports bag).
Bottle of water (in Sports bag)

Spells

Night sight,
Organic Resilience (Pot 1)
Friction reduction (pot 3)

Stats

Health:
Mana:
Defense: 2
Speed: 9
Initiative: 5
Willpower: 0/3 useable
Armor: 4 / 5 Kevlar vest thin (1 /2) + Organice resilience (life 3)
Spell tolerance: 2/2
Active spells: 2/4
Paradox spells cast: 0

[Witch]

With a small exhalation of mostly surprise, Witch reels back from the sudden body of Skye thrust through the gap between driver and passenger seat.

As she peered into the wound, Asclepius spoke, and Witch stared at him for a moment her mouth open but no words coming out.

Inhaling, she closed her eyes, took a breath and reminded herself that it was a good idea to measure twice and cut once.

"I didn't particularly enjoy the conversation with it the first time, but I suppose one of us could ask it." Her tone conveyed clearly that she did not think it was the wisest idea. "Lucy said that the Ringmaster was one of ours. Unless there is another," oh man - what if there was an entire cabal here? "He is likely the one who has been making deals with," she nodded at the dagger.

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-26 06:24:56	Witch rolls 6 to Gnosis+Resolve (10 Again)	10, 2, 1, 2, 4, 8, 10, 1	3 successes

Equipment & Stuff

Backpack, phone, notepad, writing bag. Multitool & sample collecting kit.
Willpower
Health

Plot items: Dagger

Active spells: Supernal Sight
Active spells: Unseen Aegis

[ReubanBrightwood]

Something 3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2024-11-26 11:06:56	??? rolls 8 to Something (10 Again)	8, 5, 4, 5, 9, 5, 3, 8	3 successes

So that's the question. What do you do with an Acamoth that is not free roaming but trapped, bound to an object?

Int + Occult -3 for info

It's abyssal nature a whispered rumour for most awakened, few enough encounter then them, fewer still summon them willing.

And why had the ringmaster done nothing with it? Was he an accomplice as Witch suggests? Was he the one who did the binding? Is he in league with it or simply opportunistic? One of those answer who should suggest retribution if it's found to be missing.

Sky powers over the the trace resonance of the wound stripping away layers of deceit as her stomach churns and her mouth fills with the taste of bile the wisps of she perceive are surely abyssal, terrible, before her eyes, and her eyes alone, seem to be incrementally almost imperceptible weaving into the wound infesting it wit ha festering nothingness like tiny teeth. So intense is her focus that her finger and nails dig into the chest of her fellow arrow dealing 1B damage from surface level scratches.

And now it is her turn to feel the need to rip off her own ears as a voice that should never have been allowed to make sound speaks into her head. "There is nothing to fear child of the silver city. He is born no ill will."

[Skye]

The dagger spoke? Looking between the two of them, that was news to her, and something she hadn´t heard about. About to ask, about to speak of it as her eyes finally catches up on the sight, gasping, clawing at her fellow arrow without control or notice for a moment as she rapidly speaks.
”He is infested, there is something there in the wound, it´s, it´s” placing a hand over her own stomach to quench the sensation in her stomach. ”like it´s eating him, like tiny teeth festering and eating him.”

About to carry on, to speak of action, a look to Witch with requesting eyes.
”Can you double c” and stopping, groaning as she falls back into the backseat, one arm over her stomach, the other pressing against her ear as she speaks with a strained voice.
”Can you hear that?” Utilizing her small size to lay down, panting in heavy breathing, trying to calm her stomach and fight whatever the voice might be as she repeats it´s words. ”There is nothing to fear child of the silver city. He is born no ill will.” Pressing her hand against her ear, not sure if her fellows had heard, not sure if her repetition was pointless. ”If not speak and I shall listen, but be ready to aid me.”

I cannot imagine Skye being in the frame of mind to think clearly enough to motivate a roll this turn hence no roll.

Gear

cellphone, cash, archery glove on, light gloves covering her hands and fingers, knivesx2 (in purse), throwing knife x5 (in purse), purse, kevlar vest thin under shirt, zippo lighter, athletic running shoes, wooden coin necklace (dedicated tool).

Spells

Combo Organic Resilience and pulse of the living world (pot 6, armor 4)
Body Mastery +2 (pot 7)
Honing the form dexterity +4 (pot 8)
Night Sight 5
Sense life 5

Stats

Health: 8
Mana: 8
Defense: 2 (7 when dodging)
Speed: 15
Initiative: 11
Willpower: 2/2 (usable)
Armor: 5/6 - bulletproof (Life: 4, Kevlar vest thin 1/2)
Spell tolerance: 5/3
Spell control: 5/6
Paradox spells cast: 0