Dude, Sweet Dreams

[Forn Clakes]

Sacramento states was busy as the morning turned to afternoon with students and teachers making their way to one class or another on the university's large campus, most of whom were being blown this way and that thanks to the blustery wind. Some students were chasing down scraps of paper, panicking that if they didn't recover their work, their studies were over. Some students were gathered in groups, laughing and joking about upcoming social events and how they were going to get beer on campus. Some students couldn't believe Stacey had actually posted on her blog about the weekend. "What a bitch!" came many of the comments. Some students were just trying to get through the day any way they could.

Basically, its just another day at Sac State...kinda.

A guy stands in the car park, leaning against a dark blue Chrysler. He's rugged around the edges and has a shirt the colour of dried blood with a loose black tie and a matching jacket. There's nothing that stands out as crowds pass him by. However, those who can see past the Mask notice the distinct shadow veil that covers his mouth and the slightly elongated ears that extend into the dark, spikey hair. His name is Harvey, and looks both weary and tired as he waits, pinching the bridge of his nose to try and get rid of the headache nestling nicely just behind his ice-cold eyes; eyes that have seen and covered too much.

Feel free to join the scene and approach Harvey. He is instantly recognisable from Katrin's description. Could all characters from the linked scene arrive here and I'll split off those investigating Katrin's missing snowglobe. Thanks.

[Forn Clakes]

The Fairest looks up as the pair head towards him, his hand lowering back down again. "Well, four nights with no sleep will do that," he commented, his mouth hidden behind the veil yet not muffled. "You must be Kim and Deadly," Harvey said. It wasn't a question. It was simply an observance from a man in the know.

He looked around for any more cars pulling into the car park before turning back to the Wizened and Fairest. "You the only two joining us?"

[Degnar]

Degnar walks through the crowds of students leaving the campus, attempting to not call much attention to himself. He knows that he doesn't exactly fit in with the groups of young students, and looks too much like a bum to be confused for a professor. Yet, he presses on, ignoring the fact that he is quite uncomfortable with his surroundings at the moment.

I will retrieve the Queen's snow globe, regardless of what it takes.

He continues to walk until he spots a man that matches Harvey's description over by the parking lot, who seems to be currently engaged with the Oracle and the Draconic that he met briefly back at "Treasured." Degnar approaches them with caution, not trying to make it seem like they are all having a pow wow of some sort. After all, they didn't want to raise any suspicions from innocent, or not-so-innocent bystanders.

"Hello."

His tone was flat as usual.

OOC

Could the ST please clarify what time of the day it is? Since I play a Darkling I sort of need to keep track of that

[Aeolus]

Lilian walked along Degnar, but didn't talk much. She knew that involving herself in Freehold politics was something her nature needed, but she still had problems; it also itched her, that no preparations whatsoever have been taken, but she chalked that up on urgency. She also greeted Harvey, but if she had to decide, then Degnar could do all the talking for now.

[Jag]

OOC

  

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2011-11-09 22:55:35		Degnar rolls 1 to 1 die for walking barefoot (10 Again, Chance)		2		failure

Almost forgot about this!

[Forn Clakes]

To answer Jag's question...

Sacramento states was busy as the morning turned to afternoon with students and teachers making their way to one class or another on the university's large campus, most of whom were being blown this way and that thanks to the blustery wind.

"Yeah, that's what I was told," Harvey replied as the two who said they would be searcing for Katrin's missing bauble arrived. The Fairest gave them both a nod. "Degnar and Lillian it must be," he added, scanning them both and addressing the tunnelgrub. "You got any shoes? Not sure how far you'll get past secruity with your tootsies on display. I know all sorts go here but they've stillgot some standards apparently."

[Degnar]

Degnar looked at Harvey, studying him for a moment before responding.

"I don't own a pair. I don't usually get out much, especially this early." He shrugged. "I could acquire a pair, or skip the whole security thing altogether."