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    Tuesday's Avatar
    Robin Lewis, Prudence Miller
    (Current ID, Reality War Name)
    Presence
    (Plucky)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Raspy)
    Status
    (Criminals)
    Allies
    (Criminals, Street)
    Tuesday

    Acanthus

    Trained Observer ●
    Trained Memory ●
    Quick Draw ●

    Nimbus

    Stained glass butterflies surround Tuesday, each pane on their tiny wings glows a verity of iridescent hues, while showing glimpses of what was, what is, and what will be. When vulgar magic is cast, the fluttering cascade doesn't last, they shatter. Falling into dull, colorless dust before vanishing completely.
    Stats/Bismark

    Oct Rits

    Health:
    Backlash:
    Mana: |
    WP: |
    Armor 1/0
    Defense 5

    Vulgar
    Active Spells: 2 / 6
    Personal Spells: 2

    [4] 2E Fate Shied (Rit)
    [3] 2E Fate Sight (Rit)

    +1
    DV
    3
    PRE

    A new day, a new dawn, why is she so hung up on that phrase slash song, but it wasn't even dawn. It was mid-afternoon. Or there abouts. Maybe. Time had probably passed. Scratch that. Time had passed, but Tuesday wasn't paying attention. Or she was, but not really. Since internal clock.

    Today wasn't a day for records, or cleaning or whatever.

    It was for Clock watching. Or sitting.

    ....meditating?

    Maybe.

    Whatever. The Unicorn's in the Circle near the Clock and being contemplative.

    Because. Bolide and Chariot, dead. Dim thrum-tick-tocking.

    They fucked up. Which meant....welp. The Unicorn didn't know what that meant. But it couldn't be good.
    Health: | Mana: | Willpower:

  2. #2
    Sand's Avatar
    Presence
    Striking Looks
    (Curvy)
    Sand

    Nimbus:
    Tiny sparkling particulates like dust motes are shed to reveal what is below. With vulgar magic, the shedding is more of a scouring and the motes obscure in the frenzy.
    Stats

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor 0
    Defense 2

    Vulgar 0
    Active Spells: 1/5
    Personal Spells: 1/2

    [3] Supernal Vision (Rit)

    +1
    SL
    3
    PRE

    T-naught at (0,0).

    Fingers tugged at a cord and the sound of Sacramento replaced the voice of a podcaster in one ear.

    Considering the imposing structure, preliminary conclusion was ... promising for an origin.

    Next step- approach with caution and evaluate constituent components.

    Podcaster was silenced, second earbud removed and close toed shoes were confirmed to be tied.

    "Hello?"

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    Tuesday's Avatar
    Robin Lewis, Prudence Miller
    (Current ID, Reality War Name)
    Presence
    (Plucky)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Raspy)
    Status
    (Criminals)
    Allies
    (Criminals, Street)
    Tuesday

    Acanthus

    Trained Observer ●
    Trained Memory ●
    Quick Draw ●

    Nimbus

    Stained glass butterflies surround Tuesday, each pane on their tiny wings glows a verity of iridescent hues, while showing glimpses of what was, what is, and what will be. When vulgar magic is cast, the fluttering cascade doesn't last, they shatter. Falling into dull, colorless dust before vanishing completely.
    Stats/Bismark

    Oct Rits

    Health:
    Backlash:
    Mana: |
    WP: |
    Armor 1/0
    Defense 5

    Vulgar
    Active Spells: 2 / 6
    Personal Spells: 2

    [4] 2E Fate Shied (Rit)
    [3] 2E Fate Sight (Rit)

    +1
    DV
    3
    PRE

    Jumping? No, totally not.

    Lazy afternoon doing some Clock watching, you totally expect that someone would, you know, show up.

    Not. Like totally not. Not any of the other times she'd done this had she gotten a rando pop up.

    Also. Like an actually rando pop in. Blond. Newbie. Cool.

    "Hi!" Tuesday doesn't stand, but scoots around on her butt to face the newest of newbies. "I am Tuesday." slow because why not? Also. Alone. But Circle so no Sleeper. But. Welp. Alone. And Maybe not a friend. "Enchantress. Ress and not Err because I have girl parts." good thing about a newbie showing up when there was no one around, she could reuse an old joke and no one's the wiser. "Guardian." she can't wait to see the blond's face after that. Because. All of her.

    A moment of a silent 'and you are...?' follows. Then a moment of uhhhh and then "'Sup?"
    Health: | Mana: | Willpower:

  5. #4
    Aurora's Avatar
    Aurora
    Spells
    Striking Looks
    (Riveting)
    Presence
    (Confident)
    Fame
    (Entertainment)
    Madison Cross
    (Sleeper ID)
    Gnosis
    Aurora
    Aurora

    Dedicated Magical Tool

    Multicolored copper bracelet with intricate loops winding around her right wrist.
    Nimbus

    The sweet, fragrant smells of roses mixed with lilacs emanate from her as she casts magic. The scent intensifies, bordering on intoxicating, when Life magic is cast. When Aurora casts Vulgar magic, the scent takes a nasty turn, to the putrid, nauseating odor of a rotting corpse. The stronger the magic, the more those around want to retch at the smell.
    Monthly Spells

    Monthly spells done on character sheet.


    Pulse of the Living World[POT 6]
    Organic Resilience[POT 6]
    (PrP Treasure Hunt)

    Active Spells: 1/6
    [Detect Substance]Bone
    Personal Spells: 2/3
    Vulgar:
    Mana:6/8
    WP:3

    2
    FAME
    +1
    SL
    4
    PRE

    Something tells Faye this wasn’t going to be a pleasant or fun meeting. They fucked up with the zombie thing. And there were consequences, there always was. Two had fallen, and they hadn’t even taking out their target.

    Fucked up. Big time.

    Question was. How would that effect the present? Was something set into motion, or kept in motion that was going bite them in the ass? She didn’t know, they hadn’t failed before. So time to sit down and figure this out. Cause another failure was not going to happen, there was too much at stake.

    So she walked into the Circle, hands in the pockets of her jeans, which was paired with a white loose fitting sleeves shirt. Between the way the jeans sat low on her hips and the shirt, her toned stomach was on display. Hair had been quickly and half assed braided off to the side.

    She wasn’t surprised to already see Tuesday here, but was surprised to see a new face. Another blonde, not a familiar face.

    A smile appears as she gets closer,

    “Hey Tuesday.” She greets the unicorn before blue eyes turn to the new girl, “Hi. I’m Faye, Shaman and Ladder.” Her tone was friendly.

  6. #5
    Campanella's Avatar
    Campanella
    Allies (City Hall)
    Allies (Criminal)
    Allies (Culture)
    Allies (Finance)
    Occult Skill
    Campanella
    Campanella
    Campanella's Scenes
    Stats

    Clock

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor 0
    Defense 2

    Vulgar +1
    Active Spells: 3/5
    Personal Spells: 3/1

    [2R] Analyze Artefact (Deep Scrutiny of Artefacts, Prolonged, 1 scene)
    [4R] Dark Matter (Matter Sight, Prolonged, 1 scene)
    [2R] One Mind, Two Thoughts (Prolonged, 1 scene)

    Tangled Threads

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor 4
    Defense 2

    Vulgar +1
    Active Spells: 3/5
    Personal Spells: 1/3


    [4] Aura Perception (Concentration, 1 scene)

    [5] Third Eye (Mind Sight, Prolonged, 1 scene)

    [2R] Unseen Aegis (Armor, 1 scene)

    2
    PRE

    Campanella waits for many, many, minutes while he debates internally if he should show up at all. He fidgets, rolling his sleeves up and down, and up again. Then he tries to pat down his hair and give it a sense of order: a little too much drink last night and now... Bad. Hair. Day.

    At least his morning spell casting went off without a hitch.

      Oh now I can cast a friggin' spell!
    Date Action Roll Result
    2017-07-04 03:48:01 Campanella to cast Shielding rote rolls 10 to Intelligence + Occult + Order Rote spec + Matter (10 Again) 10, 10, 10, 9, 10, 2, 2, 3, 4, 10, 10, 10, 5, 3, 5, 7, 10, 2 9 successes

    At last he hauls himself from his parked vehicle, all the way to the Circle. The great cathedral is a welcome space of cool and shade in the midsummer heat. Despite his low spirits, he finds that walking into the great sanctuary's calm and quiet chambers is welcoming. The Circle remains his home, despite his failings.

    The others are gathering, it would seem. And Tuesday is already in the thick of it. A passing thought: Does the Acanthus live in the Sanctum?

    "Here already, I see." Campanella begins. And then: "Ah. Good day to you...?"

    Another new face. Reinforcements are simply passing through?
    Campanella|Moros|Mysterium
    Gnosis: 4
    Occult Skill: 3

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    O
    Oculus

    Honestly, Oculus feels like shit.

    Something went down with the others, something terrible that ended up in failure. And while he wishes his new home all the best it's not that failure that irks him the most, it's that he wasn't there to try and make a difference. He fully expects to be mocked and humiliated, if the other mages will even bother to notice him at all. With these dark thoughts in mind he walks up to the Circle to find some measure of peace, if possible.

    There's Tuesday here. And Faye. And Campanella. Each of them gets a "Hey" with a nod. In the case of the Moros it comes with an added "boss" to it.

    And look at that, another new face. For her, Oculus tries to sound a little less like a loser.

    "I'm Oculus, a Shaman of the Mysterium." There'd be time for proper introductions later, if she feels she needs it.

  9. #7
    Sand's Avatar
    Presence
    Striking Looks
    (Curvy)
    Sand

    Nimbus:
    Tiny sparkling particulates like dust motes are shed to reveal what is below. With vulgar magic, the shedding is more of a scouring and the motes obscure in the frenzy.
    Stats

    Health:
    Mana:
    WP:
    Armor 0
    Defense 2

    Vulgar 0
    Active Spells: 1/5
    Personal Spells: 1/2

    [3] Supernal Vision (Rit)

    +1
    SL
    3
    PRE

    Sand chuckled. At the joke. Not the jump because that was rude. To the jump she lifted her hands palms out, universal symbol of 'oops- I'm sorry, my bad, didn't mean to scare you.'

    Also rude would be to act surprised or dubious at the declaration of Order. This was easier. Experience with being questioned based on visual observations only was something Sand was familiar with. Unfortunately.

    Tuesday. Acanthus. The Guardians of the Veil.

    Maintaining a smile, she held off on answering as in quick succession more people filed in to join the one sitting Tuesday and chimed in with their own greetings to both Tuesday and herself.

    Faye. Thyrsus. The Silver Ladder.
    To Be Determined.
    Oculus. Thyrsus. The Mysterium.

    75% Introduced
    0% Attacked

    So far the results were supporting the initial assesment. Her smile stayed.

    Note: 100% Common name used.

    Lifting a hand in greeing to, at this point, everyone, "Sand. Theurge. Apostate. New to Sacramento but since I plan on sticking around I wanted to introduce myself and get started on orientation."

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    Tuesday's Avatar
    Robin Lewis, Prudence Miller
    (Current ID, Reality War Name)
    Presence
    (Plucky)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Raspy)
    Status
    (Criminals)
    Allies
    (Criminals, Street)
    Tuesday

    Acanthus

    Trained Observer ●
    Trained Memory ●
    Quick Draw ●

    Nimbus

    Stained glass butterflies surround Tuesday, each pane on their tiny wings glows a verity of iridescent hues, while showing glimpses of what was, what is, and what will be. When vulgar magic is cast, the fluttering cascade doesn't last, they shatter. Falling into dull, colorless dust before vanishing completely.
    Stats/Bismark

    Oct Rits

    Health:
    Backlash:
    Mana: |
    WP: |
    Armor 1/0
    Defense 5

    Vulgar
    Active Spells: 2 / 6
    Personal Spells: 2

    [4] 2E Fate Shied (Rit)
    [3] 2E Fate Sight (Rit)

    +1
    DV
    3
    PRE

    One by one, more and more arrive,

    Faye gets a smile and a wave.

    Campy, "Yup. Figured I could, you know. Clock watch."

    While at the sight of Oculus the animation and general cheer of the unicorn disappears. Did the Shaman even know what happened? Did he connect Chariot's sudden disappearance with his death outside of the natural timeline? What about Boilde, and just where had Archy gone? Tuesday didn't like the Obrimos' disappearance, was it that he'd simply left? Or was his Fate to die on the next trip? And if it was the latter, could Tuesday change it?

    "Sand, hey." nods, and smiles, "Why Sand?" hey, someone had to ask. "And uh..I think you're the only Obrimos in town now. Sooo. Yeah. Normally you'd have'ta talk to your Order dude to get rubber-stamped, but. Apostate - which is fine. But. Uh. Yeah. Babbling, sorry."

    Hand rakes through her hair, "Yeah. We'll talk and get you all green lit and rubber-stamped and all that jazz." breath, "So, again. Sand. Why? Also. Why Sacramento? And what do you know of...uh...here?" because Reality War, it was a thing that peeps - new peeps needed to know about. Going in blind. Bad.
    Health: | Mana: | Willpower:

  12. #9
    Aurora's Avatar
    Aurora
    Spells
    Striking Looks
    (Riveting)
    Presence
    (Confident)
    Fame
    (Entertainment)
    Madison Cross
    (Sleeper ID)
    Gnosis
    Aurora
    Aurora

    Dedicated Magical Tool

    Multicolored copper bracelet with intricate loops winding around her right wrist.
    Nimbus

    The sweet, fragrant smells of roses mixed with lilacs emanate from her as she casts magic. The scent intensifies, bordering on intoxicating, when Life magic is cast. When Aurora casts Vulgar magic, the scent takes a nasty turn, to the putrid, nauseating odor of a rotting corpse. The stronger the magic, the more those around want to retch at the smell.
    Monthly Spells

    Monthly spells done on character sheet.


    Pulse of the Living World[POT 6]
    Organic Resilience[POT 6]
    (PrP Treasure Hunt)

    Active Spells: 1/6
    [Detect Substance]Bone
    Personal Spells: 2/3
    Vulgar:
    Mana:6/8
    WP:3

    2
    FAME
    +1
    SL
    4
    PRE

    Next to arrive was Campanella. A small smile and wave was offered, “Hi.” And then folds her long legs under herself to join Tuesday on the floor.

    Seeing Oculus enter, she offers a wave, before reaching into her bag and taking out a Monster.

    “Has the Clock done anything new?” her tone somber, they had lost two mages lately. Maybe after their failure it changed. Hey, it could happen.

    Blue eyes move to the new girl as she introduces herself,

    “Hi Sand, welcome to Sacramento.” She didn’t think they had an Ombrios, so it would be a welcome addition.

    It seemed like Tuesday was on top of the usual questions, so she leans back on an arm and sips her drink. “Are you originally from around here?” there, she helped, she asked a question.

  13. #10
    V
    Vigil

    Vigil drops in, not long after Campanella. Just in time to hear the new arrival introduce herself. It doesn't take long to register the mood of the room, or guess at its source, but there's little time for guilt at not being present.

    At least they were getting new arrivals. That held some promise. "Glad you're here, Sand. I'm Vigil. Necromancer, Arrow. I haven't been here long myself, so you're in good company."

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