(2001) Unofficial No Damn Business Mtg

[Aurora]

A nod was offered to the unremarkable guy, “Hi.” Without a name, she left it at that.

“Hey Kaze, and it’s just Aurora, but thank you. How you been? Still studying?” she hoped he was, he had sounded very dedicated to it last they spoke.

Blue eyes look to the innocent looking guy and there was a small chuckle and nod, “Been sometime since I’ve been recognized. But yeah, that’s me. And Madison is fine, it’s a stage name, so no worries.” A shrug, it was how she introduced herself when outside of here. “Perfectly ok to ask, but yah, the contortionist.” Felt good to be recognized, it had been years. And she didn’t perform anymore. “Though here, I go by Aurora, but will answer to both.” Her tone friendly enough, though a bit tired.

Then someone else she’d never seen. Had their numbers been growing in her absence? That would be great. “Hello.” Again, no name offered.

Finally Phoenyx, someone she had grown to respect. The smile returned, “Hey yourself. We should catch up sometime.” Truth be told, she wanted to talk to Phoenyx. Who had been there. Who had seen what she had done.

“Ex councilor and not a position I'm looking to have again."

[Morgan]

The doors to the Circle were not flung wide, or opened with a bang. They were heavy as shit! It was more like someone gave up halfway through and just kind of jerked the doors open enough to let someone slip inside.

And someone did slip inside! A woman with her brown hair sculpted into a Femhawk, the sides of her head tattooed with skulls and flowers, a studded leather jacket hanging over a shirt that read "Resting Witch Face", black jeans, and leather converse sneakers. And, she came bearing gifts. About 70 sticks of incense were held in her fingers, held out before her as though they were lit.

"Hear ye, hear ye," she proclaimed, "lo, the Morgan has come before you."

But then she caught sight of Aurora.

"Oh, shit! Hold up," Morgan blurted out, dropping the act, "I know you! It was Burning Man, right? Where you had a show? Or, wait, was it the Tattoo and Piercing Expo? Damn, what you been up to?"

Then, she remembered other people were in the room.

"Oh, right, these are for yoooouuuu, and for yooouuuuu."

Everyone got a bundle of incense.

"And yes, before you ask, I'm one of you. I shall demonstrate! Don't fry me with lightning or some shit! Ok, here we go..."

The Imago formed, and then burst apart as a sneaky thought crept up on her: was it the suspension before the mage, or the mage before the suspension? She blinked, cheeks turning a bit red as she realized she actually WAS the idiot that she was pretending to be, and then held up a finger.

"Ok, I'm new, don't judge. Gimme a sec."

And with that, the Veil of Death settled upon her once more, and she was able to perceive at least one truth about the world.

  3 successes, famous person!

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-01-05 14:36:11		Morgan rolls 6 to Famous people? (wits+comp+2fame) (10 Again)		8, 7, 10, 1, 6, 8, 6		3 successes

  failure

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-01-05 14:44:45		Morgan rolls 5 to Grim Sight (10 Again)		4, 5, 5, 3, 7		failure

  1 success, Grim Sight

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-01-05 14:45:25		Morgan rolls 4 to Grim Sight, pt 2 (gnos+death+exaff) -1 retry (10 Again)		9, 5, 1, 2		1 success

[Campanella]

Campanella appeared half way through Morgan's embarrassing display. The Hierarch's tread was soft an quiet, as was the sounds of his new suit. Exquisite cufflinks, chunky and glittering, gleamed in the light.

"It is good to see you all," he commented as he moved through the small crowd.

"And new faces. Welcome." A shy smile broke out across his placid features when Morgan presented her gift of incense.

"Aurora?" He paused, blinked, and came to stop.

[Winter]

His heavy footfall echoes through the poderous structure as the Guardian - like a hunting wolf - moves swiftly toward the group.
He notices some new faces alongside some returning ones and the Hierarch but the best of his reaction is consigned to a simple "Good".

[Anima]

"Aurora? I haven't seen you at any of the naked moon howling events. He offers the fellow Shaman a mirthful wink. "I'm afraid prior to your return I was the only connection this Consilium had to the primal wild. I'll do my best not to bore you with trivial questions, but I hope I can count on your wisdom in the future should I seek you out for advice."


His attention to turns to Morgan's entry. "Ah, yes another Awakened."

He approaches her, but completely ignores the mage, pulling out a tape measure and taking weird measurements where her Imago had been. He licks the air once, twice. "Death."

With that simple statement he smiles to Morgan as if just noticing her.

"Why hello!"

[Kaze]

Kaze winces just a little at Phoenyx's hard look.

He nods at Aurora, "Yes, I am. It's like they say, the more I study, the more there is to learn." Kaze says with a slightly rueful smile.

Kaze smiles again at Pixel, "Hi 'Pixel'. I'm 'Kaze'." He says. "Obrimos".

He hears out Morgan's introduction and smiles and nods in friendly acknowledgement. He nods also to the Hierarch's general greeting and the Sentinel's arrival.

[Pixel]

Pixel nods and follows Phoenyx's lead, waving sheepishly to Papilio.

"I'm Pixel, Mastigos and Free Councilor." All smiles here. Totally moving on from what he just said. "Shodan like that search engine thing or the creepy lady from that old computer game?"

Though perhaps talks of shadow names would wait, as more people poured in. "Cool!" Was his one word to Madison. Maybe they could talk more another time though, as another newcomer announces herself. Her gift of smelly stuff is accepted, though not without a look of discomfort. He didn't like super smelly things, and it didn't help that this smelly thing was handed out by hand. Meaning someone else's sympathy was going to be all over it. Meaning he was going to have to use some supernal Windex to clean these things before taking them back to the dorm. Wait, was incense allowed? No? Well happy new year to the Libertines then!

More unfamiliar faces entered, and Pixel waved with the same timidity to each."I'm Pixel, Warlock of the Assembly."

Finally his attention turned to Anima.

"How can you tell?" Eyes focused on the man exclusively. "Did you scrutinize or...?"

Pixel didn't see it if he had. So the man either made something up on the spot or had some super technique Pixel was definitely curious about. Given that he was measuring where the glyph was and not staring at where it still is, he figured he knew the answer. Just time to see if the Councilor would say it.

[Phoenyx]

There is the sound of movement. From those in the room, Phoenyx has put on the lights and pulled out the incense the Hierarch normally uses to set the tone of the room. It looks ready to begin

She has taken up her usual spot, against the wall so she can see those that come in and those in the room with clarity.

As Morgan enters, she cocks her head slightly, Interesting. The insence is taken smelled softly, then added into an inside pocked of the coat.

Winter and the Hierarch are each given respectful nods as they enter. Aroura is given a tiny smile, though the Arrow also looks a little... lost? "I... would like that. I will make the time, soon."

With noting much to say to the newer members, she lapses back into silence.