Patrol the Freehold

**Degnar** · Nov 26th, 2012 07:16 PM

2 suxx, activated beforehand

Stepping out of a corner, the Darkling's nostrils flared for a moment as he caught a familiar scent. Sniffing the air around him, he recognized the unmistakable odor of his Motley mate. Noticing the one-eyed Ogre speaking with some other Lost, one being the Summer King himself, Degnar decided to approach the group.

He was wearing his usual getup, which really wasn't much. The old black boots, the beat up leather trenchcoat, the messenger bag strapped around his left shoulder and that smelly hat of his. However, there was an addition to the outfit, which may have gone unnoticed at first. What looked like a backpack at first, revealed itself to be an old cello bag on his back.

People are gonna start thinking we are in band...

Giving the group a nod as he got up closer, the Tunnelgrub squinted his eyes a bit, as if the daylight was in fact bothersome...which it was. "Hello," he said, a simple greeting lacking any sense of emotion.

-1 Glamour to harden the Mask

Nov 27th, 2012 02:16 AM

As the other lost approach Spartan simply nods to each of them, in a succinct Hello. He has little to say to those he did not know, he was hoping for some time to talk to Ion alone. But with the small world that is the freehold he should not be surprised by this.

"Fitness mixed with rounds it seems." Spartan said answering Smudge's question.

**Whisper** · Nov 28th, 2012 05:43 PM

Ion gives a swift nod of her head. "Hello." With the few others adding into the mix, she took the opportunity for another drink of water. It always seemed strange to her to run into others in the most mundane locations. Sure she expected at the Forge, but she was surprised how many popped in over at the coffee house. She gave a slight shrug of her shoulders as the thought passed through her head, and screwed back on the lid for the bottle of water

Nov 30th, 2012 02:02 AM

Vincent surveyed the park from outside the coffee house where he was sitting. It was a nice day for the most part, he thought. People were out with their pets... Their families... The light in his eyes flickered as the fireheart's thoughts wandered to his own family. The one that he had been ripped away from, only to find an impossible imposter in his place. A little bit of the rage that was locked in the Turkish changeling's heart threatened to escape for just a single moment, before Vincent mastered himself again.

His waitress, who had an amazing smile, approached him then. "You haven't touched your coffee!" She smiled, motioning towards his still full mug. Vincent returned the smile and pulled his pen out of his pocket. You know... I wasn't really in the mood for coffee after all. He wrote on the notebook in front of him. "Well then, can I get you something else?" She responded, after taking a moment to read the mute changeling's note. As politely as he could muster, Vincent raised his left hand, where the word "No" was tattooed on his palm. After a moment he scribbled down a quick Thank you for good measure.

Suddenly, a small gathering of lost appeared in his field of view. If he wasn't so surprised to find others like him so soon upon entering the city, he might have laughed. They were such a perfect contrast to the mortals around him.

He knew that, when they got closer, they wouldn't see the bandanna wearing turkish man enjoying some alone time that everyone else would. They would see the obsidian skin and glowing eyes that he still woke up to every morning.

Vincent smiled as he saw the group approach. He waved at them, the word "yes" barely visible on his right palm. If any of them stopped, he planned on motioning towards any of the empty seats at his table. It would be good to meet new people.

Nov 30th, 2012 03:09 AM

Spartan turned as he felt another Summer mantle before he saw it. Spartan turned and nodded to the new arrival. "Hello. We have not met. Caster." Spartan extends his hand, giving his mortal name to the new arrival. He would clarify later, when they are not standing on a city street. Spartan's powerful mantle broiled around him as the new Summer arrived.

Hey @WakingDream welcome! Can we get some kind of information in your minisheet for Vincent please? Like how your mantle manifests, Presence or SL if they are applicable. Maybe some info on what your mein looks like. For more information please see this

**Smudge** · Nov 30th, 2012 06:06 AM

"Sup, buddy," Smudge grinned to his Motley mate as Degnar joined them and noticed his cello bag. He chuckled and wondered if they should change their name to the Vagrant Mariachis. However, his grin turned sour as more and more newcomers seemed to join them, and the Ogre was growing a little more uncomfortable.

"Hey," he offered to both Molly and Vincent, his nostrils sniffing the air for any danger. Seeing him gesture to the table, Smudge wasn't too sure what he meant.

Nov 30th, 2012 10:17 AM

Spartan

As the group approaches, Vincent could see the full reality of his fellow Summer court's mantle. Not sure how exactly the politics were handled in this city, he stood up and bowed. Taking the man's offered hand in both of his own. He also nods his head respectfully towards Smudge before sitting down. Quickly, he picks up his notepad and begins writing.

Pleasure to meet you, Caster! He shows the high ranking summer official before continuing. Please! Have a seat! I can offer you all some coffee if the drink is to your liking! This time he shows the pad to the whole group. Ripping off the full page, he begins anew. I am Vincent. New to this part of California, and looking to meet new people.

**Degnar** · Nov 30th, 2012 03:44 PM

"Hey," said Degnar in response to his Motley mate, tipping the brim of his hat to the one-eyed Ogre. He noticed the Fireheart calling to their attention from the corner of his eye, and when the King of Summer headed in his direction with the rest following him, the Darkling shrugged to himself and figured that he'd do the same. It doesn't take him long to realize that the fire Elemental happened to be a mute, either that or he was trying to mess with them...which he doubted considering this Lost seemed to sport a Summer Mantle, and the Summer King happened to be standing there talking to him.

That'd be one sure way of making a bad impression...so he probably just can't talk.

The Tunnelgrub squinted his eyes slightly as Vincent wrote on his notepad, reading what it said when he held it up to them. "Vincent? Umm, hi. I guess that makes us the new people..." he said, letting his words trail off as he readjusted his hat. "Actually, you are the new people...so, welcome?"

Dec 1st, 2012 01:07 AM

Spartan takes he piece of paper and reads over it, A Mute... interesting.

"Ion, Degnar and Smudge." Digger says introducing the three people he knew to the Obsidian Fireheart. Spartan did not know the exited little fairy girl, so he did not introduce her. "This is Vincent." Spartan says holding up the piece of paper. "Water would be appreciated." Spartan gives a nod. "What brings you to Sacramento?" Spartan asked

**Whisper** · Dec 1st, 2012 10:04 PM

Ion cast a glance to Spartan, as the lost slowly magnetized to each other. "Shall we continue the jog later?"

She knew it would be exceedingly strange for such a large, varied group to be running the streets of Sacramento. "May look a bit more..." She gives a flicker of a shrug. "You know?"

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2012-11-26 19:05:30		Degnar rolls 6 to Beast Keen Senses (Catch met) (10 Again)		10, 8, 7, 4, 2, 2, 5		2 successes

Patrol the Freehold

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