Eternal Consilium III

[Einstein]

Einstein shows up, as early as can be, her beat-up Beetle somehow, magically (possibly literally), finding its way to the museum and to a parking spot, without spontaneously exploding. The engine sputters and dies as the key is withdrawn, and Einstein exits. She locks it up, though she probably didn't need to. It would be a desperate thief indeed, that wanted that car. Einstein wasn't even sure it could be hot-wired anymore.

The owl on the top takes off and lands himself on her shoulder, allowing her to take him wherever she wanted to go. Lazy bum. She headed inside, and found the place empty except for the one woman setting things up. Einstein gave her a nod, then just kinda...stood around on the edge of the room, waiting for people.

  Supernal Vision, Magic Shield. -2 Mana to Cloak

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-03-05 14:14:50		Einstein rolls 11 to Magic Shield (Resolve + Occult + Prime + HS) (10 Again)		2, 6, 10, 6, 1, 10, 1, 4, 2, 9, 6, 2, 7		3 successes
2015-03-05 14:13:06		Einstein rolls 9 to Supernal Vision (Wits + Occult + Prime + HS) (10 Again)		5, 7, 7, 2, 6, 3, 10, 8, 1, 8		3 successes

[Miach]

Today's meeting being held on his hometurf, Miach couldn't possibly skip it. He needed to show some Mysterium presence, and perhaps try and convince people of their mission's worth. As it was, the Enchanter was dressed semi-casually, and arriving with a concerned look upon his face. He had had much to think about with what Tyria had said, and he was wondering what to make of it.

He wouldn't have the opportunity to address this with her though, since both Einstein and Asp were already here too. Four women, and he. A long time ago, he would have smiled a wolfish smile. Now though, he merely approached cautiously, and respectfully. After checking with Gina if she needed his help, he moved on toward the other Mages.

"Curator, Councilor, Sentinel. I hope you are well."

Who knows, perhaps he would time to touch base with Asp about that hand to the Arrows.

[Star]

There was a bounce in his step.

You know the expression. Bouncy step. Happy. Good times. Never mind the fingers that plucked at wrinkles underneath khaki. No one's bouncing because of wrinkles. Totally. Not.

Nobody's grinning like an idiot, either.

Until. Whoah. Where'd all the People We Know come from? Was there some sort of memo they'd missed? The Hey Everyone Come To The Museum memo? Sure there was a memo. There was totally a memo. Because, of course, that's why he was here. For the memo.

Not because the Museum was A Public Place.

Tuck that shirt tail in. A toothpick slowly slid across lips, tasting of cinnamon. Finger comb hair. Pray nobody PostCogs totally random alcoves. Sneakers squeaked on tile as he fell into the Sentinel's orbit, giving a small wave.

Yep.

Because memo.

[Avis]

33 seconds after Star appeared (she knew, she'd been counting), Avis came wandering out towards the gathering of Wise. She'd just put her hair up into a lazy bun, rubber bands holding it in place, and casually brushed her left sleeve across her mouth before her hands dropped into the familiar nests of her track suit's pockets. Not her old grey one, the newer, dark blue one. Not that anyone cared. Well, aside from her. And one other person. Whatever. It was just hiding a meat suit anyway. Not that that meat suit couldn't become a gestic symbol that reflected a higher Truth, but, ya know, that had nothing to do with clothing...

Yeah, best she move on. Focus on the other people in the room.

"Hey Asp, how's it goin'?" Avis asked, pacing over to her cabally. "And good to see ya Miach. Einstein."

[Einstein]

Einstein nods at each of the people as they arrive. It seems this was time to be all formal and things. "Sentinel, Curator, Miach, Star. Councilor." She looked Avis in the eye in particular. What did she think of this most recent development, was the first though in her mind. After the greetings, Einstein continued to just stand around awkwardly, not wanting to intrude on a private conversation. Her eyes move around until they settle on Miach. "So...had any luck finding a Cabal?"

[Aurora]

Faye could hardly contain her excitement about the gathering. She was eager to see who was there and any new faces. Plus, it felt good to just be back.

So needless to say she was on time picking up Striker and cruising through the town. Talk was made as they made their way to the building and looked for parking.

Her outfit was something she just threw together. A simple black tank top with a tiered soft tulle skirt. A wide black ribbon cinched the waist and tied in the back. Her hair was down and makeup was at a minimum, and ballet flats complete her look. It was prob a little different, but the Enchantress didn’t care, she was comfortable and could care less what others had to say. And in her hand was her usual Monster.

Car keys were dropped into her purse and she flashes a warm smile to Striker, prepared to see what the evening held in store.

Striker

[Teeramus]

Striker wore his usual jeans and boots and had a clean dark blue polo shirt on as well. He was relaxed on the drive with Faye, her easy going attitude was catching and he loved riding in the GTO with her. It was nice that she was back and that somethings might be returning to normal. But he was cautious about how he might be received at the gathering and began to tense up as they walked into the building.

He returned Faye's smile though, she was excited at least and he tried to maintain some hope that something good would come of the evening.

He looked around as they entered and started giving a small wave to Asp , the only really friendly face he could see. His wave faltered when he realised she was talking to Avis and Star. The unfriendly face and the unknown.

"I'm just gonna stick with you if that's a'ight." He said quietly to Faye. People liked Faye.