(Bad House) House Call

[Anima]

A notebook and a pen pop out of the Shaman’s bag and he quickly jots down a note in his unreadable handwriting.

“Organized Chaos. How delightful. Feelings... feelings...” he stuffs the notebook back in bag and wanders away from the group, toward the house. He pulls out that strange looking EMF reader as he approaches it.

“I found this device to be quite handy” he babbles to know one in particular. From the front door he turns and looks out seeing what he can see from the houses point of view.

[Morgan]

What?

The guy just walked away?

Morgan turned a startled expression on Alice, her eyes briefly flicking to the male fitness model that was hanging around. It didn't take a genius (which she was) to figure out that they were all Awakened, but what side were they on?

"Alice, do you know these two Jabronis?"

Obviously, she knew the fitness model. But who was he?

[Kaze]

"Oh yeah, definitely." Kaze nods to Phoenyx. He waits silently to let Phoenyx make an introduction of him to the new mage if she wishes.

[Phoenyx]

Phoenyx watches as Anima jots things down and then heads straight over the street. "No... Wait!" she hissed.

No discipline. Is it so hard to coordinate together? Sometimes moving Awakened Mages is like herding cats.

She looks up and down the street, and back to Morgan, lowering her voice. "Yes, I do. This is Kaze. Kaze, Morgan." Details could wait. "It's not actually Alice. Sorry about that." She doesn't sound sorry. "It's Phoenyx. First Talon of the Adamantine Arrows." The Obrimos watches for Morgan's reaction, the focus of a Prime Counterspell foremost in her mind. Who knew what Morgan actually was.

She looks over to Anima, then back to Morgan. "He's from our Concillium. Where he is right now is where we need to be, if we want to see what's happening here. Come on." The Arrow heads over the road after the Thyrsus.

[Yumyumcrow]

Anima heads up to the house, turns and takes in the street - or what is left of it: a few small houses and an ugly industrial lot; the rest of the area has been flattened as part of the new development going on further west. New roads and upgraded freeways require space.

The front yard and the house are pictures of quiet neglect. Leaf litter, dried and brittle, crusts the base of the door. An overly large cobweb hangs in tatters from the little shelter the front porch provides. Cobwebs snarl in the brittle branches of the remaining, overgrown, shrubbery.

A patina of dust and accumulated grime dusts the front window of the house. Anima can make out a mangy net curtain and the dim shapes of some seats crowding the space. The tell-take flicker of light from a TV set is absent.

[Yumyumcrow]

Anima heads up to the house, turns and takes in the street - or what is left of it: a few small houses and an ugly industrial lot; the rest of the area has been flattened as part of the new development going on further west. New roads and upgraded freeways require space.

The front yard and the house are pictures of quiet neglect. Leaf litter, dried and brittle, crusts the base of the door. An overly large cobweb hangs in tatters from the little shelter the front porch provides. Cobwebs snarl in the brittle branches of the remaining, overgrown, shrubbery.

A patina of dust and accumulated grime dusts the front window of the house. Anima can make out a mangy net curtain and the dim shapes of some seats crowding the space. The tell-take flicker of light from a TV set is absent.

[Morgan]

The fuck?

Lil' Alice was an Arrow? Those crazy ass martial arts hippies? What?

And then there was fitness dude. No Order. Huh.

Alright, well, if they were all here for the same reason, it made sense to join forces for now. Which meant pleasantries, and then hopefully they'd add a dash of Morgan's favorite secret ingredient: crime.

"Alright, well, Phoenicas, Kazeh, I'm Morgan. You can call me Morgan. Since the third Winchester is already up on the porch, I'm gonna hit up the back of the house. Hopefully, the backdoor doesn't have a deadbolt, or the windows'll be easy to jimmy, but I'm just gonna scope for now."

Morgan flashed a Vulcan Greeting (which was originally from Jewish mysticism, but whatevs), all live long and prosper and shit, and then started strolling around the back of the house, her car still pumping Sunn 0))) into the surrounding neighborhood.

  2 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-01-05 14:26:08		Morgan rolls 4 to look for a crimes (wits+larc) (10 Again)		9, 1, 7, 9		2 successes

2 successes with Wits+Larceny to figure out the best way to break in. Happy to do extended, if need be.

[Yumyumcrow]

Shout out to West Star - More the merrier with this one

[Yumyumcrow]

Shout out to West Star - More the merrier with this one

[Anima]

"I'm totally Dean," the Shaman calls out from his position on the front porch. He turns to door and bends down as if examining the knob.

  1 success

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-01-06 11:53:06		Anima rolls 6 to Coaxing the Spirit (10 Again)		7, 4, 10, 4, 2, 7, 5		1 success

"Hey buddy, I'm sure you haven't been given enough attention in a long time. I'd love to give you some attention, how about you help me do that. I'm going to try to use you to open the door. Wouldn't that be nice. A warm hand on your knob, gently turning you and pushing the door open. That sounds like a great time doesn't it. A little hot action you haven't seen in ages." The Shaman quietly whispers to the door knob.