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  1. #21
    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

    Tuesday's in a trance her eyes flutter as Time and Fate begin to lay before her.

    Tuesday sucks in a breath as she comes out of it. Dropping her connection to the walls. At least for now. "Ah. So. This wall. Well these ones. The fucked up ones." Tuesday oats the wall. "These. Forty five years, seven months, 14 days and 6 hours." because she knew and figured Sand would like all the numbers. "The tunnel's shape, twenty five years farther back. And that." pointing through Aurora's Window. "Hasn't been changed in 71 years, 8 months, 20 days and 22 hours. So. Yeah. That."

    Tuesday swallows. Then focuses on another spell. More golden glyph sparks explode outword. Tuesday knew when. But the why and and other meanings were still lost to her.

    and there was that desperate hint of Destiny that kept tugging at her


      Interconections, cast and extended to not hold stuff up
    Date Action Roll Result
    2017-12-05 12:14:09 [03] Tuesday rolls 6 to Neon Nodles (Wits 2 + Empathy 1 + Fate 3) (10 Again) 8, 9, 10, 5, 1, 6, 5 3 successes
    2017-12-05 12:14:09 [02] Tuesday rolls 6 to Neon Nodles (Wits 2 + Empathy 1 + Fate 3) (10 Again) 8, 6, 8, 4, 2, 1 2 successes
    2017-12-05 12:14:09 [01] Tuesday rolls 6 to Neon Nodles (Wits 2 + Empathy 1 + Fate 3) (10 Again) 1, 3, 9, 9, 6, 3 2 successes
    2017-12-05 12:11:57 Tuesday rolls 6 to Interconnections (Fate 3 + Gnosis 3) (10 Again) 2, 10, 5, 5, 4, 1, 8 2 successes
    Health: | Mana: | Willpower:

  2. #22
    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

    Those numbers were quite precise. But she'd expect nothing less from the unicorn.

    She wasn't sure if they really meant anything, other than cementing that it was a newer wall. The reason still not clear.

    So she keeps the window open as Tuesday sparks another spell. Blue eyes looking down the hallway. A little anxious to continue to explore, but still curious about the wall(s).

  3. #23
    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

    Silently repeats the timeline listed, mouth forming the words but not speaking, fingertips dancing with the math.

    A frown of frustration, "Give me weeks if not months and I might be able to trace back what happened, but," a small head shake to indicate failure.

    A glance to Aurora as Tuesday again dives into spellwork, noting and understanding the desire to be proactive.

  4. #24
    Yumyumcrow's Avatar
    Campanella
    Campanella

    Campanella
    Ingrid

    2
    PRE

    Tuesday succeeds at her casting, but with some effort. Whatever the hidden / buried chamber is, it has some serious Occultic defences. Still, the witch perseveres as moments stretch into minutes and a dull throb begins to pulse over her right eye.

    The tunnels themselves might be effect of happenstance, harnessed by a plan of some sort. There are a lot of earthworks in the area, many forgotten. These are now Intimate threads - dull threads relating the history of lowly matter. They tell of old workings, unrelated basements and forgotten tunnels, all swept up into the work of crafting the Bismark's basement and sub-basement. Whoever constructed the tunnels was happy to co-opt what was already here and adjust their own plans on the fly...

    The tunnels and the sealed chamber are a different story. The threads are Known. They part of a Plan - given the lack of Intimacy perhaps not the same one, but definitely the plan of one who knew of the sealed chamber to begin with. Converging destinies, buzzing loudly like a hive of insects in her ears, confirms this. This drone is an almost physical presence, shivering the fragile threads even as they coil and lock in place. This is a secret place, occluded by magic, destiny, bricks and mortar.

    A secret vault, sealed from within and without. Hidden at the base of a Tower that now only exists in memory and fragments of time. A hidden vault that stands on a nexus of fractured destinies, all twisted and warped upon each other to provide occlusion for its purpose and contents.

    Let me know what you want to do anything else in the area. Or if you'd like to explore further down the tunnel

  5. #25
    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

    Tuesday lets go of the cast. The heel if her hand meeting her eye.

    "We need to find a way into that vault. It's shrouded by magic, and singing Destiny. So yeah. Onwards?" the unicorn asks thinking they've mined what they could from this corador, unless Aurora could Matter them into the vault.
    Health: | Mana: | Willpower:

  6. #26
    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

    Digging around in one of the carried bags, water bottle is produced and offered to Tuesday.

    [color=“C2B280”]”I vote onward. Let’s see if maybe up ahead we can find a chink somewhere that will allow us in. Or get to a place where Aurora can make some new friends.”[/color]

    Putting actions to words, a step and then another is taken down the hall. Slow enough to not only let the others join (or call for a cease and desist) but also to allow scanning of the tunnel.

    I spy with my little eye a chink in the wall a silly if silent mental mantra.

  7. #27
    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

    It was hard to agree to move onwards with Tuesday confirming there was something behind that extra wall. Why couldn’t they get their hands on some dynamite or something?!

    A look of concern at Tuesday, “You ok?”

    A heavy sigh as she drops the spell, closing the window. She could pull another up if she needed to.

    “See, now I really want in there.”
    But she nods her head as Sand talks, “But I agree, lets move forward. I can’t get us in there. And like you said, maybe there’ll be something up ahead.” But it sucked, knowing something was being hidden and not being able to get to it.

    “Maybe I can find a Spirit that is friendly enough to tell us more about it. But if the Spirit I spoke with upstairs is correct, they might not be the nicest ones to deal with.”
    Shrug, “Cross that bridge when we come to it.” She follows Sand.

  8. #28
    Yumyumcrow's Avatar
    Campanella
    Campanella

    Campanella
    Ingrid

    2
    PRE

    They set off again, weaving through the tightly packed tunnel. The air is alternately dry and moist with ambient heat from some of the pipes that snake hither and yon through the space. Wires pump electricity like blood through slick, palsied, veins. Turn a corner and the nature of the passage changes. The pipes decrease to two old and large lengths that hug the ceiling. The wiring retreats, limited to the bulbs that light the way. Dust thickens in the air, ambient and filled with neglect.

    Sand spies the first significant changes: the cold spaces where ambient heat is being absorbed through the wall; the weakening of the flow of electrons through their courses leading to a sequence of sputtering lights that keep throwing the tunnel into darkness at just the wrong moment. A confluence of matrices, again in the wall - that wall - that fiddle with gravity and other forces of attraction and repulsion... Oh so gently...

    Tuesday becomes aware of it, too, slowly. The drumming of fate: destiny pulsing through the wall from the hidden chamber. Multiple fates snagging at a certain spot. A certain place where destiny might come to be.

    Aurora senses something else: she senses the cold. Life extinguished. There is nothing alive in this stretch of tunnel. No rodents in the walls. No cockroaches or other insects. Nothing that crawls or creeps. Not even pathogens or fungi in the air.

    The exact spot is hard to discern but the general area is not. The wall is stained. Suggestively, disturbingly, stained.

    Someone had tried repainting the entire section but the stains have come back, melted through or simply bubbled back into place. They have left buckets of paint and brushes behind. Nearby, that same someone (perhaps) has been stock piling a couple of sledges and crowbars, some flashlights and a few hard hats.

    The light flickers again. Hair stands on end. Gooseflesh prickles.

  9. #29
    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 drum beat, a thrum echoing within and without. Anticipation coiling tighter and tighter as the beat accelerates and deafens.

    "I think we're at that bridge." comes Tuesday's rasp. Quiet to hear heard over the deafening drum beat of Destiny.

    Tuesday's fingers start to work different patterns then what the other two are used to but the glyph work us still golden and offers no clue to the nature of the spell.

    Tuesday sways a little as the spell settles over her, offering a glimpse of the world she normally didn't indulge in.


      Spirit Tonuge spell
    Date Action Roll Result
    2017-12-15 13:03:59 Tuesday rolls 6 to Spirit Tonuge (Presense 3 + socialize 2 + Spirirt 1) (10 Again) 1, 2, 4, 2, 9, 10, 6 2 successes
    -1 mana for Spirit Tonuge
    Health: | Mana: | Willpower:

  10. #30
    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

    Aurora stops and just stands still.

    That cold. It wasn’t expected.

    The sense of no life struck her hard, there should at least be a rat or spider or something. But there wasn’t.

    How could that be?

    She see’s the wall, but is more drawn to the tools. Specifically, the sledges and crow bars. Those could get them in that wall.

    Curious eyes watch Tuesday, not sure what she was casting, but she was sure it would be useful.

    “This place, well, where we are, isn’t right. There is no life. Nothing, not even a bug. There should be something.” She walks over to the tools, picking up a sledge and testing its weight. “But these? I bet we can get into that space with these.” But it was going to take some strength, which she could easily boost.

    “Does anyone else sense of feel anything?” they each had different Arcana, so maybe they each felt something different. She was most interested in Tuesday and her Fate magic.

    Blue eyes look around, “So what do you think? Force our way into whatever that wall is hiding? Or something else? I kind of want to break that wall down, ok, not kind of, really want to.” The sledge was lowered and leaned against one her legs, she begins her own magic weaving, seeing if anyone wanted to chat.

    Once again, she quietly and politely called to any Spirit that would be willing to talk. She didn’t want to try and make one talk, that could end up not so good. So polite it was.

      2 successes
    Date Action Roll Result
    2017-12-15 14:46:32 Aurora rolls 5 to Lesser Spirit Summons(Gno+Spirit) (10 Again) 3, 10, 5, 2, 8, 4 2 successes

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