Back for a second pass, Crowley parked his van and dug out the sub and the warm beverage as he settled down to watch. No one could object, surely, to a guy parking so he could eat his lunch? He was already humming the Words as he opened his Sight and bought all his senses to bear on the building that he was Scrutinising. And as he did, not for the first time, he considered the utility - nay! The need! - to learn of the Arcanum of Prime.
Dammit! We're supposed to be looking out for the vacant High Places and I couldn't see one if it walked into the road and bitch slapped me with a wet fish!
He was staring at a nice little house with creamy white walls, blue slate roof complementing the blue shutters framing the windows, with leafy trees and a fence lending the place a quaint and calming kind of privacy. It lay just beyond the area Temoins du Sud laid claim to, in a tree lined street far removed from urban bustle of high density housing estates and commercial lots. It had caught his eye just enough on a few recent sweeps to warrant a second look.
And so, here he was, almost glaring over his sub and his steering wheel. The house posed an annoying mystery. Something was there, but for the most part it remained hidden from his Sight. Opening himself to the time stream didn't deliver the good either. Sure - the house did stick out like a stone in the river of time, altering the flow of the stream in its wake; but it was irritatingly small. It could be something Supernal or otherwise exciting, but it could also be a collection of mundane family heirlooms (very ancient heirlooms perhaps?) with sufficient weight to lag a little. And there was nothing in the fabric of the house to suggest a Working, either now or in the past or the future.
Grimacing, his manic eyes narrowing dangerously, he fumbled for the map he had been making up and stabbed a simple marking in pencil. He had been attempting to draw up a map of "hits" using his sight - places worth a second of third look when his Cabal found the time. The house with its blue roof made... a handful... of suspicious sites.
Damn... he really needed lessons in the application of Prime. He really did.
Not so much as giving up as being aware of the time he had lingered, he started up his van and drove. Just in case, he rolled through South Sacramento in a long loop that took him back home - back to the Sanctum.
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Action |
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Roll |
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Result |
2015-05-16 21:31:12 |
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[04] Crowley to Scrutinise rolls 4 to Intelligence + Occult (10 Again) |
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5, 3, 9, 6 |
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1 success |
2015-05-16 21:31:12 |
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[03] Crowley to Scrutinise rolls 4 to Intelligence + Occult (10 Again) |
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10, 1, 2, 3, 9 |
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2 successes |
2015-05-16 21:31:12 |
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[02] Crowley to Scrutinise rolls 4 to Intelligence + Occult (10 Again) |
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2, 7, 1, 6 |
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failure |
2015-05-16 21:31:12 |
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[01] Crowley to Scrutinise rolls 4 to Intelligence + Occult (10 Again) |
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8, 8, 4, 5 |
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2 successes |
2015-05-16 21:28:25 |
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Crowley casts Temporal Wrinkles rolls 7 to GNO + Time + HS (10 Again) |
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6, 10, 2, 7, 2, 6, 4, 2 |
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1 success |
2015-05-16 21:27:52 |
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Crowley cast Temporal Eddies rolls 7 to GNO + Time + HS (10 Again) |
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6, 5, 3, 3, 8, 8, 3 |
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2 successes |
Taking to account the penalties on scrutinising "Dense" materials, Crowley spends his Scrutiny mostly on Nature