Its Twelve O'Clock Somewhere...

**Weavebreaker** · Jul 10th, 2013 02:33 AM

"Do whatcha do..." Weavebreaker does not care much at this point. It hasn't been the best of days, but after all the crap that has happened, she knows it could have been a lot worse. Part of her is thankful for the distraction, as it has taken her mind off of things.

Weavebreaker glances to the basket of fries. As much as she knows she should eat some more, she just doesn't have the stomach for them. Her appetite has been nonexistent since she first received the news, and still has yet to return.

Jul 10th, 2013 02:58 AM

With the bartender behind him and no other apparent patrons, Vincent slouches a little and slips his hand into his pocket. He works his fingers through the rote of Control Sound. To the casual observer it looks like his searching through his pocket for something or scratching his leg.

2suxx reduce sound by a quarter

Centering the power of his Tower, he casts the spell on the table. The Obrimos keeps the zone fairly tight around the table and its occupants and does drop the volume too much. The bartender can still hear them talking, it just sounds quieter and harder to eaves drop on without looking noticeable. "There we go." He glances at Impulse and then back at 'Ana.' "Name's Reverb." he offers his right hand with a smile. "I spin occasionally at the Rage."

Jul 11th, 2013 03:15 PM

Impulse knows that Reverb cast his spell because as he reached into his pocket, the hairs on the back of the Enchanter's neck stood straight up and a chill went down his spine. Shivering slightly, he nods at Reverb, his mage sight telling him that there was now something else in the air around them. The tapestry has been tampered with, Impulse smiles at himself.

"Oh! The rage!" Impulse snaps, "I knew I had seen you somewhere before the pizza party! Hey, do you guys have any event coming up? My last visit was cut short sadly..." Looking at Ana, he adds, "You should eat. Then tell us a little about yourself." Patting Reverb on the shoulder, the Libertine continues, "Like are you already part of an Order? The Free Council is always looking for new faces!"

**Weavebreaker** · Jul 15th, 2013 12:07 AM

Weavebreaker can feel the chill run down her spine, and with her senses bending towards the supernal she catches the change in the tapestry. Without focus, it seems like the telltale movement out of the corner of her eyes and a strange sensation creeping across her skin whose closest Fallen analogy would be static electricity. She cannot help but feel a twinge of apprehension about speaking openly.

"Weavebreaker...Arrow" She says softly, glancing down to her food for a moment.

"I am good..." She says shaking her head, before her attention snaps back to Impulse. "Please show more caution in the future. I am sure you are new, but the same dangers are here, like anywhere else you may go." She looks between them for a moment. "These little displays can get you noticed and you should value your anonymity. Once lost, you almost have to kill to get it back..."

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2013-07-10 02:41:03		Reverb rolls 9 to ControlSoundRote(int+occ+for) (10 Again)		5, 2, 6, 6, 4, 2, 10, 4, 9, 3		2 successes

Its Twelve O'Clock Somewhere...

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