Home and Hearth

[Khalvin]

Brutus rocks awake. Sunlight streaming though his windows. He sat in a kitchen chair, back against a corner and set diagonally so he could aim his shotgun at his front door and back sliding glass door without having to stand and turn.

Apparently the coffee hadn't helped much.

Who ever those creeps were, they hadn't followed him home. But they knew where he was. Brutus would just have to wait for them to come to him.

How was it possible for those guys to be under his nose and Brutus never know it?
A scary thought in the least. What else was he not paying attention too?

Snap.
He sat in the only residential Hallow he had ever heard of. Thats was odd for one thing. Hallows didn;t just spring up for nothing. Maybe they did, but Brutus had always thought there must be a link between location and Hallow formation.

Dark Matter

2009-09-25 00:54:23
Brutus rolls 7 to Dark Matter (10 Again, WillPower)
6, 1, 8, 1, 4, 8, 2
2 successes 2009-09-25 00:54:09
Brutus rolls 7 to Dark Matter (10 Again, WillPower)
3, 2, 5, 7, 4, 6, 4
failure

mana 8/12 Will 4/6

Scrutiny

2009-09-25 01:08:02
Brutus rolls 8 to Perception (10 Again, WillPower)
6, 1, 10, 4, 4, 10, 7, 4, 3, 10, 3

3 successes- 2 for dense Resonance + 1 for Dark Matter. 2 sux. Will 3/6

Brutus urged his will into the Material sense of sight. Or in this case, touch. His hands on the wall of the house, Brutus slowly worked his mind though the particles that made up dry wall and concrete. His shotgun lay forgoten next to his empty chair.

[West]

Narration

The house is a house, and resonates with solid surety of purpose. Brutus sees that it's well built, and possibly was reinforced with magic at some time in the past by a previous resident. None of that resonance remains, however, and Brutus only sees his own familiar residue like a favorite t-shirt draped over the back of a couch.

[Khalvin]

Brutus smiles at the revelation, though its not entirely surprising. He wondered who the Mage was, did he/she have family? It would take other Arcana to investigate that, and for now Brutus was content knowing he was, in a way, continuing what the last resident left off.

So many sleepers unaware that last night they could have been awoken to untold horrors. Brutus always felt the Admantine Way was just as much for those sitll asleep as it was for the awakened. Whether West thought the same or not didn't seem to matter.

Three somethings were prowling around the area. Brutus wanted to find them.

Filled with sense of civic pride, the shaman took up his shotgun, returnrd his chair to the table, and pulled up google maps on his laptop.There was his house on F st between 10th and 11th. There was Zapata to the north west, Neely Johnson just down F st to the east. This was his neighborhood now. It was time he took care of it.

Brutus returned his shotgun to the baseball bag. Loaded everything back into his car. and made off for Neely Johnson.

((Continue here?))

Brutus arrives, his Dark Matter sight still humming. Brutus got out and looked around. If this was a park, where was the open field and trees? Buildings dominated the landscape. There was a fenced in area. But there wasn't much park to be had.
Apparently this Park is... different.

Brutus popped his trunk and pulled out some plastic dishes and the trowel he used to collect his jar-o-ants. With he button down shirt and work boots, it was very possible for him to pass as a city worker. He spent his time scrutinizing the parks Resonance though the ground while pretending to collect soil samples

Sifting Sand

2009-09-25 12:33:59
Brutus rolls 7 to Perception (-2 +1) (10 Again, WillPower)
3, 1, 5, 5, 10, 3, 6, 8
2 successesWill 4/6

[West]

Narration

Brutus watches as the corner of a park slowly fills up with people for a jazz concert. Even the trees show up.

[Khalvin]

It was his day off. And if there was fun to be had. Brutus might as well watch. He does his business, or pretends to. But truthfully, he listens to the music.

Brutus liked jazz. He digs his dirt to the groove

[West]

Narration

They're good, but not great. Brutus begins to wonder what he's doing.

[Khalvin]

Feeling some what worn. Brutus releases his Spell and heads for the car. He leaves the samples in his trunk and heads off for his last stop, Zapata park.

[West]

Narration

Brutus sees another park.

Now he's wondering why he doesn't call one of his buddies or look into something he already knows is a problem rather than look for new ones.