(PWF) Looking at the Order

[Miach]

Worried by the lack of communication with his favorite Obrimos of late, Miach decided to chance it, and walked to the Free Council's HQ early in the morning, on the off-chance that he might find him. The Acanthus had a problem, a full-plate, and really needed a hand in this.

The doctor was unkempt, his eyes red, and his hands were slightly shaking. Night hours spent trying to save someone's skin, in both senses of the word, could do that to a man.

Ringing the bell, he waited, hoping that his luck wouldn't let him down.

[Miach]

The door opened, and Miach heaved a sigh of relief. Someone ! Rev... No. It wasn't the friendly, well-known face of the Obrimos. Instead, it was the face of the guy - Ermac, right ? - who had ignored him at the Consilium.

The Acanthus had had a couple hours of sleep since the surgery, and felt like he could - perhaps - forgive the man. If he would offer him a sweet cappuccino, it would be easier, though.

"Hi. I'm Miach. Looking for Reverb, whose help I need. You a friend of his ?" if he were a Libertine, he might be able to give him pointers, at least.

[Miach]

The Libertine's caution didn't escape Miach's notice, but he couldn't blame the man. In the same circumstances, he'd be wary too. The Acanthus silently slid in the familiar place, which felt strangely void without the rakish Obrimos, but otherwise refrained from talking yet.

"Enchanter. Mysta." was all he said to Ermac on their way to the VIP room. He'd disclose more then. Or not, depending on the man's own answers. The fire was weird enough to warrant further scrutiny, but it needed to be someone capable.

[Jag]

Fluke had been hanging around the HQ, hoping to have a chat with the Syndic. It had been a few weeks since he had seen Vincent, and the Acanthus was starting to get worried. Was it possible that the Obrimos had been investigating the Banisher issue and had fallen prey to their machinations? He really hoped that wasn't the case, but one could never be too sure. He was headed towards the VIP area, figuring that he would stop by Reverb's office and check to see if he was there.

However, instead of running into the Syndic, the Libertine bumped into Ermac and another mage he had not met. "Hey guys," he said in greeting, offering the pair a pleasant smile. "I don't think we've met." Fluke offered a hand out to Miach in greeting. "I'm Fluke."

  cast before showing up

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-10-28 08:49:40		Fluke rolls 7 to Gnosis+Fate+HS to cast "The Sybil's Sight" (10 Again)		4, 4, 3, 6, 10, 5, 8, 2		2 successes
2014-10-28 08:49:11		Fluke rolls 8 to Gnosis+Time+HS to cast "Temporal Dodge" (10 Again)		7, 6, 7, 3, 2, 3, 7, 9		1 success

[Miach]

So there was someone else too ? Someone else, but not Reverb. Damn.

"Hiya. I'm Miach." the Medstar said, taking the hand of the carefree man in front of him. The news from Reverb only reinforced his own suspicions, but he owed it to the man to double-check. And what better way to do that than to bump his current suspicions onto someone else while he looked around.

"We have met. I was at the latest Consilium..." right next to you and Crowley... he thought, but didn't say it.

"I was really hoping to meet Rev. I've got a potential issue that someone of his Path..." or another Mighty, a Councilor for instance "would be very suited to deal with..."

[Miach]

"I guess so... congratulations on the job, by the way." the blonde doctor said genuinely. He didn't want one bit of the political arena, but someone needed to tackle it. Good for them.

The news that several of the Obrimoi had vanished, along with the matter of the Soul Jars and the Scelesti, was worrisome to say the least. Still, Reverb was resourceful, and a free spirit. For all he knew, he was roaming Cuba, going from party to party with a glass of Cuba Libre in hand... one could hope.

It didn't change the fact that Miach needed help, and Ermac could perhaps deliver. "Are you already aware of the event at the Wong Center, perchance ?" he asked to both men. "It's related to that."