Afternoon at the park

[Aurora]

Faye had arrived in Sacramento a few days prior, and was out at a local park not only exercising, but getting a feel for the area. But exercise for her wasn’t what people were used to seeing.

Being a performer all her life, she loved to draw peoples attention. While she could have put on a show, sword, fire and all, she decided it wasn’t in the cards for today. So there she was in the park, her workout clothes on, a blanket spread under her and an iced coffee off to the side. Her iPod was in, Godsmacks Dueling Drums blasting in her head as lifted her legs behind her. Slowly she brought her legs to rest on her shoulders, feeling the familiar and comforting stretch in her stomach and chest as her muscles awakened. Moving her fore arms under herself, she lifted her body, allowing her bare feet to move from her shoulders to touching the ground in front of her.

And there she remained for a few minutes, enjoying the sensation her body felt as it stretched and moved. Her tattooed feet absently tapping to the rhythmic beat of the drums.

[Star]

All about the parks. You never knew what could happen at a park. What happens at the park, stays at the park, right?

That wasn't why he was the park. Four One One on the local. As a minor performer of No Repute, it was his business to see how things went down in the Sacrament. What the locals did, what they liked, how they tipped. Maybe it was distraction, or just general not-give-a-damnery, but he'd straight up muffed his daily. At least it was in private, this time. Try again? Hell no. Because consequences, yo. Deal.

Every now and then he nipped from the red Gatorade that had become a fixture in his backpack as he strolled, checking things out.

Holy. What. The.

What was the deal with Sacramento girls and all the stretching? He wasn't complaining, mind you. Just... curious.

That's all. Curiosity. Totes.

If anyone knew the dish on how Saccies tipped... this one would. For reals. Because flexible. He'd wait 'til she was done, and ask.

  Failbot

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-06-19 08:35:23		Cut rolls 3 to Prime Sight + Shield -2 Comb -2 AdvPro (10 Again)		4, 1, 1		failure

[Ermon]

It was one of those days. Lex was hard. Why wasn't there an intelligible presentation? Or Awakened Laws for Dummies.

Sure, the Ladder sounded right at the moment. But now that Ermon has the beginnings of a major throbbing headache? Not so fun.

So he stands up from the workshop table, throws a depressed look at all the notebooks strewn over it and cracks his neck before putting on his favorite sneakers. And a t-shirt that features something suspiciously like a talking stake. Those strip-loins sure behave as if they have a will of their own sometimes.

Getting out of their Sanctum is a bitch, like always. They should call it the Castle of Awesome because that's what it is. The place is huge and he's been spending time making navigation through it damn near impossible without a map or very good understanding of how it all works. Or Space. He has all three but it still takes him at least five minutes to get out.

The run is good, refreshing, air - clearing his head. It also helps that at the end of his run he can partake in a delicious milkshake-slash-fruit cocktail that he'd concocted and put into his backpack.

The head is instantly un-cleared though when he sees the girl at the park.

Wow. Just wow. If you take this and some ingenuity, you can really have some fun time.

Cut is registered only after he sees that interrupting her iPad-helped meditation can probably be done only with a touch. And you can never know when that'll lead to a law-suit. Or getting shot.

So instead he walks up to Cut:

"Hey, I've seen you around. Cut, right? I'm Ermon. How long has she been like this?"

Spells cast at Sanctum

  

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-06-19 10:30:42		Ermon rolls 6 to cast Misperception (Gno + Mind + HS + ambient Mana for 24h duration -1 retry) (10 Again)		10, 4, 7, 6, 9, 5, 2		2 successes
2014-06-19 10:30:15		Ermon rolls 7 to cast Misperception (Gno + Mind + HS + ambient Mana for 24h duration) (10 Again)		5, 3, 6, 6, 5, 2, 3		failure
2014-06-19 10:29:30		Ermon rolls 5 to cast Third Eye at home (Gno + Mind + HS - 24 hour duration) (10 Again)		3, 1, 1, 5, 8		1 success

[Aurora]

That was what was great about tinted sunglasses, she could watch those around her.

So watch she did, as not one, but two guys seemed to stop. Contorting her body was fun and all, but she just didn’t get the charge she did out of her whole performance. Deciding to wrap up, she leans forward, putting all her weight on her palms, and pushes her body up. Long legs stretch toward the sky, and then one wraps around her shoulder, as the other rests by her head.

She then moves her feet forward to the ground as she pushes her body in the same direction, pulling her upper body up, seeming to gracefully roll into a standing position.

Sunglasses are pushed up on her head as the ear buds were removed a hand was raised in greeting. Her eyes move from one to the other, a wide, friendly smile on her face

“Hi there!”

[Star]

Step off, hedgehog.

"Ummm, what? Dude. Not cool. Seriously. My name's Jack," he answered, turning to Ermon.

He'd felt him before he'd heard him. Felt the sandpaper skritch-skratch of his clothes against his skin and the wind on his face that always told him when an episode of Supernatural was on. Dropping Shadow Name bombs? What the hell? Good thing he didn't know his secondary Totally Not A Cabal name, right?! Had they ever met? He didn't remember. Seriously, bro? Your Supernal is showing, eff why eye.

Chick doing the upside down helicopter got his attention back. Holy crap. She was going to have spinal issues for the rest of her life in another five years.

"Ma'am, I'm going to need to see some ID? And your permit for performing in a municipal zone," he deadpanned. He reached into a pocket like he was going for ID, and flashed a playing card with a grin.

"Kidding. Holy cow. You're gorgeous. Ummmm. Sorry. I just didn't notice when you were all, like, upside down and turned over, and..."

Well, that just popped out. Deer. Headlights. Because normally? He didn't talk to chicks that looked like her. No... scratch that. They didn't talk to him.

"And that was like, amazing. How the heck did you keep your sunglasses on during all that?"

[Ermon]

There's paranoia and then there's Paranoia. Cut definitely has the latter. Really? One Shadow Name use in a park during introductions and now they have to go through the whole 'I don't know who that guy is but I'm not him' routine? Not that he's complaining.

  Spinning a story, 1xx

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-06-19 23:25:18		Ermon rolls 7 to spin a story (Man + Subt) (10 Again)		7, 5, 2, 6, 1, 6, 8		1 success

He doesn't even try being very convincing. It's just a show for whoever might be listening:

"Wow. Awkward", - he takes a curt look at Cut's face, - "Weird, you look like this chef I know. Like, really good with knives and everything. Anyway, nice to meet you, Jack, I'll remember that".

When the Cute Girl turns her attention to them he's positively stupefied. She's not cute, she's a Bomb.

"Wow. I mean, another wow. For a very different reason", - he scratches the back of his head in embarrassment, - "Hi, I'm Ermon. Excuse me but are you... ehm... comfortable like that? I mean it's one thing to be able to do this stuff but being comfortable? Wow".

[Aurora]

Her smile turns into a smirk as she pats the side of her thighs, then brings up her empty hands, palm up, “I don’t seem to have any pockets for any ID…” she says, playing along. Seeing the card she laughs, clearly entertained, “Very cleaver.”

The smirk remains as amusement shows in her eyes, “Even in my workout gear?” She asked, making a motion with her hands to her clothes. “You’re too sweet!”

At the comment about her sunglasses, she reaches up and touches them briefly, “Now, now, a girl has to have her secrets doesn’t she?” she teased with a wink.

“Nice to meet you Ermon.” She says to him. “Comfortable?” she asks, then it hit her, “Oh! You mean the contortion!” she says with a grin, “I find it to be quite comfortable and relaxing. It wasn’t always comfortable, it took years of practice.”

“I’m Madison by the way. Are you guys from around here?” she asks, taking a seat on the blanket and a sip of iced coffee. She then motions to them that they were welcome to sit as well.

[Star]

A... chef? Yikes. Yeah. That cover story needed help, yo. Call a life guard to resuscitate it. Still totes curious who told Ermon his S'Name. Maybe Handy Mandy had it right. Superhero names needed a dash of awesome, but being able to crank the volume down... was pretty slick.

"Yeah, thanks, I'd super appreciate that," he answered Ermon.

Dang. Girl was like, all friendly. Pretty and friendly. Maybe the Beach Boys were right?! Wild. He took the offered seat. Who wouldn't? His khaki covered legs splayed out awkwardly as he sank down. Never mastered the art of sitting cross legged.

"Nice to meet ya, Madison." Don't Call Me Baby. "I'm, uh, Jack, and, kind of? Sort of? New arrival. I was actually, uh, gonna pick your brain. About performing."

He skipped commenting on her workout clothes. Spandex? Not mad. Tousled hair bobbed as he pointed his chin at Ermon.

"Totes can wait, though."

Maybe. Hell. If Ermon was looking to pick this lady up, he wasn't sure he had that much patience. Although, really? Might have to hang around Name Flinger to clean up any messes. Because Guardian.

[Crowley]

Crowley stalked through the park, his face having a decidedly grim cast. That, his dark clothes, chains hanging looped from his belt, and the gore-fest emblazoned his his T, ensured that most people gave him a wide berth.

Pride smarting, he stared at the world through mundane eyes. The threads had slipped through his fingers, today, like so much water. Sure, he had his shielding wrapped around him like a toga, but everything else...? Water, all water. He'd tried a working of Fate first - as practice made perfect and the Arcana taunted him relentlessly. He just didn't get Oaths and Geases, nor Luck or Chance. Too much probability. Too many numbers. The frustration tore at him, and as a result the Imago he'd thrown together with his favoured Time had simply dissolved the moment he let it hang free.

The self directed anger was writ on his face; and walking a few laps in the park did little to burn off his linger resentment. He was so self absorbed he didn't notice anything till he was almost on top of the little group. The familiar hackles rose and he looked about, eyes sullen and wary...

Man! What a beauty! he thought as he almost came to a careening halt. When walking fast, it paid to watch where one was going...

  Temporal Eddies

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-06-21 00:08:34		Crowley rolls 4 to gno 2 + Time 2 (10 Again)		8, 5, 3, 9		2 successes

  failed Sights

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-06-21 00:10:03		Crowley rolls 4 to GNO 2 + Time 2 (10 Again)		4, 2, 5, 5		failure
2014-06-21 00:09:24		Crowley rolls 3 to GNO 2 + Fate 1 (10 Again)		4, 5, 7		failure

[Yog-Sothoth]

Frowning at the nearby noise and she contemplated turning up the music on her Ipod, but the fact that she got that itch on the back of her spine, her spidey sense, she decided to investigate. She was rather curious by nature so she folded up an artists sketching pad and grabbed her bag before stepping around the tree.

Some distance away the others saw a pale young cyber-goth in black clothing and a large biohazard t-shirt in neon green. She had goggles on the top of her head and her dark hair was hidden by plastic ribbons of black and neon green color along with tubes and wires that swayed and dangled hypnotically as she moved. Her face was done up in black and neon-green like makeup around her eyes. The others might see her fold up sketch pad as she came out of the shade she had been sitting in.

She made her way over to the gather group in the park. Her earbuds still in her ears. She was a stain of shadow with hints of color on otherwise beautiful summer day.

"Sup," she said casually.

She didn't know who the two dweebs were or miss stretchbritches, but you never knew maybe they could be interesting. The darkly dressed man she wasn't sure about.

Supernal Vision (pot 3)

56238 2014-06-21 00:53:50 Aurum rolls 8 to supernal vison wits 3 + Occult 3+ Prime 2 (10 Again) 7, 4, 2, 2, 8, 2, 10, 4, 10, 2 3 successes