Capital Garage Rooftop

[Crowley]

Cast at home

  

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-08-29 19:01:18		Crowley to cast Temporal Eddies rolls 8 to GNO + Time + HS (10 Again)		2, 4, 5, 9, 2, 6, 10, 4, 6		2 successes

The wonderful thing about being an Enchanter was you were never late. Crowley drove slowly onto the roof top of the Capital Garage at just the right moment. Finding a space was not hard at this time of day, as the summer sun finally dipped beneath the horizon. The days heat rose - a comfortable warmth - from the sun kissed concrete and the sounds of the city sounded far off, even though they were only stories beneath. The city was humming to a quiet melody, exhausted but sated as the holidays wound down.

If he could discern any resonance, it was lost likely that he would detect contentment. A pity, then, that he did not feel that way. The loss of a member of the Free Council rankled. It was a testament to the Enchanter's maturity that he was spitting bile at the... defection. Staring into the rear-view mirror, Crowley acknowledged that the angry metal head who had cracked open the lie and been whisked off to a Fairy party that horrific and world shattering night had... grown... into something more and something less.

Not for the first time, as he stared into the mirror, he wondered if he hadn't sold out himself when he took on the job of Herald. He didn't think it caused a conflict of interest - after all, the Emissary was a bridge and a diplomat; so was the Herald. But the Herald was the Hierarch's man; and the Emissary belonged to the voters.

Shaking his head at the convoluted thought, he clambered out of his vehicle. Ermac ErlangShen would be arriving soon.

[Crowley]

"Hey yourself!" The Enchanter waved back, his ever changing face breaking into a smile. He approached, head turning left and right as he watched for traffic on the rooftop parking space.

The smile was still in place when Crowley drew level with Ermac. He jerked his head to one side. "You good to chat out here or do you fancy a snack?" For the moment, the Libertine held his tongue but the unbidden thoughts danced shamelessly behind his eyes.

If the Obrimos looked, he could probably see them dancing in the void behind the Enchanter's pupils.

[Crowley]

"Sure. Lets go."

Crowley led the way. He found them a safe spot away from prying ears with with enough site lines that either of them could spy any errant listeners easily. At last, Crowley gave into curiosity.

"So what gives, man?" He said, turning to face Ermac. His eyes drifted over the Obrimos, noting the layered glow of multiple Patterns. Crowley wasn't going to give into that clearly demonstrated sense of mistrust. He steadfastly refused to draw up an armouring Imago while he waited for an answer.

[Crowley]

Crowley cocked an attentive ear, nodding gently.

"S'pose you could have a point. One might say we decided to focus on the small because we could not focus on the large." A finger traced the line of his jaw, thinking. "So. How is what you're doing any different to what Einstein did with the Consilium? She saw endless bickering and left. You saw endless bickering, and left. What have you achieved?"

Play devil's advocate. Crowley did not look like he was enjoying it for once.

[Crowley]

An insolent grin sprang, unbidden, from the corners of Crowley's lips. With effort he managed to maintain his face.

"Okay. Fair point. I mean, shit, the Consilium would have been without a Herald for ages if I hadn't taken the job. And what will you achieve by turning your back on the Free Council? You think the old Order's will be any better? You really going to put yourself under the boot of a petty tyrant because no one questions their authority?" A flash of memory: his experience in the Mysterium; a conjecture: he could only imagine what being in the Arrows would be like with Avis.

The fact his same label could be applied to the Hierarch went unnoticed.