A Meeting of Free Minds

[Einstein]

The Libertine Lorehouse was still completely empty. No one had put any real money into furnishing it, yet, just buying the actual building - a large warehouse. So, they didn't have much to work with yet. Actually getting the floor plan redone, and the things they needed installed, would be the responsibility of whoever got elected to take that job. Einstein wasn't sure who that was, but there was a reason that was on tonight's agenda.

Einstein had set up a ring of table not too far from the entrance. The tables weren't anything fancy, just standard plastic folding tables. Einstein had set up the exact number of chairs she'd been told to expect around the ring, 7. One for each currently active member of the Free Council, plus one for Damascus, who had been invited but may or may not actually be showing up. She had left a pile of extra chairs off to the side, in case they got more for some reason. Like someone deciding to drag down a friend but not telling her about it, even though she'd politely asked.

But those weren't the main even. Just a few steps from the ring, was a short line of tables stocked to the top with various foods and drinks. Mini-burgers, hot wings, cupcakes, muffins, all sorts of things were dropped on the table for those present to drool over. Einstein was fairly sure she'd have plenty left over to stock the Sanctum's refrigerator for a while.

Einstein put the finishing touch on the setup - putting a copy of the agenda in front of every chair - and plopped herself into her own chair. She'd already set up her plate with food, and she started digging in while she waited for the others to arrive.

Agenda

1. State of the Free Council
2. State of the Consilium
3. Position towards River City Charter
4. Recruitment Efforts
5. Lorehouse Caretaker
6. New Business

[Emrys]

Emrys drove up in the Pontiac, parking it nearby. The Enchanter had chosen to bundle up, if only to avoid the outcries of winter weather at a wopping fifty something degrees.

"Heyooooo." The Syndic called out as he made his way in. "Wassup party people?"

He made his way to the tables and placed a hand on the back of one of the chairs before stopping. The Syndic looked around, grabbed another chair and set it down at the table, and sat nearest to where Ermac was. "I invited Gyges last minute. He didn't seem to want on board, but I'm setting a chair for him just in case if you don't mind." A quick glance up to the Host. It was her show this time after all.

Emrys took a look at the paper in front of him, the skeleton of an agenda. It wasn't always easy debating different sides of an issue without a heads up ahead of time, but it was time for him and Ermac to earn their stripes nonetheless. With a smile and a glance to the others, he slid the paper over in front of the seat he had set aside.

The glance turned less fleeting as his eyes settled on Ermac. "How you want to do this?" A finger points to the paper in front of the seat next to him for the other Syndic.

  Pot 1 Time sight, Pot 2 Time Armor

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-02-18 22:42:35		Emrys rolls 6 to Imp Temporal Dodge (Gno+Time+HS-2 Advance Prolong) (10 Again)		3, 9, 2, 2, 5, 9		2 successes
2015-02-18 22:41:21		Emrys rolls 5 to Imp Temporal Eddies (Gno+Time+HS-2 Advance Prolong-1 retry) (10 Again)		7, 6, 4, 10, 2, 2		1 success
2015-02-18 22:40:49		Emrys rolls 6 to Imp Temporal Eddies (Gno+Time+HS-2 Advance Prolong) (10 Again)		6, 1, 5, 5, 5, 4		failure

[Einstein]

Einstein nods at each person as they show up. The idea that something is...off, passes through her mind. Something isn't quite the way it should be, but she couldn't figure out what it was. She focused on what was going on, looking at the two Syndics. "I'm sorry I didn't send you two the agenda ahead of time, by the way. Setting this up hasn't been easy, so a lot of stuff has slipped through the cracks. I trust you two can handle it anyway?"

Her focus then shifted to Hope, who was apparently quite flustered. Why? Had she cast some sort of magic recently that gargled her speech? That thought made Einstein realize exactly what she'd forgotten, that made everything so off. A hand moves up to hit herself in the face, before moving through the complex motions of Rotes, muttering what she hoped were Atlantean curses.

  Magic Shield, Supernal Vision

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-02-18 23:46:57		Einstein rolls 11 to Magic Shield (Res + Occ + Prime + HS) (10 Again)		10, 3, 6, 2, 2, 5, 3, 8, 10, 9, 4, 6, 5		4 successes
2015-02-18 23:46:33		Einstein rolls 9 to Supernal Vision (Wits + Occult + Prime + HS) (10 Again)		2, 4, 7, 2, 6, 4, 4, 6, 10, 10, 3		2 successes

[Jag]

Fluke arrived at the Lorehouse shortly after Emrys. As usual, he was wearing fairly casual clothes and carrying a messenger bag with him. As he entered the room proper, he offered a wave and a genuine smile to the Libertines who were gathered there that day. "Hey guys," he said in greeting, his smile widening slightly. "How's everyone doing?"

He was certainly looking forward to fraternizing a bit with the other Libertines, and also to hear what people had been up to since the Concilium clusterfuck. Certainly there would be discussions about that particular event during their meeting. But asides from all the talk of politics and business that would fill the majority of the agenda for the day, Fluke was just happy to be hanging out with folks who shared similar ideals to his.

[Crowley]

Crowley appears in his trade mark black T and torn jeans. In a jangle of chains he strides purposefully into the Lore House and all but leaps into a seat.

The manic grin is back and he beams its at everyone present.

[Crowley]

"Falstaff is dead." The words were hot on his mouth. Stinging and vitriolic. The Herald was still affected by what had happened in that cell. Perhaps he always would be. Closing his eyes he sighed and tried to speak more levelly. "He died defending me from some sort of cultist. He wasn't just a Fool."

He badly wanted to move on. Reaching over, he obtained for himself a copy of the meeting's agenda.