(Broken Cycle) Wyrd on the Street

[Sonnie Wu]

There was no need for Titania to convince her to get to safety. With the possibility of one of the Others in the area? The Beast's flight-or-fight instincts were weighing in heavily towards flight. The Fairest, though, seemed able to calm the nutcase down. At least she was good for something today.

"Yeah, let's leave," she released her grip on the man's arm, as promised, even if he didn't give her any useful information. It was also to show they weren't going to drag him anywhere against his will. "How about some coffee, huh? Little sugar? Little cream? Maybe a donut or two? We can chat and be anywhere besides this stupid deserted street!" As she anxiously jabbered, Sonnie was moving and prodding both of them to do the same. "C'mon, let's go! Move it slowpokes!"

[Titania]

"Marvellous", she says following the group not before having casted one last glance at the alley, just to be sure they weren't followed.
"Tea"

[Saber Sloth]

The drag the man away. Away from the fear slick street, away from the damages wrought, carved into the brick and mortar, by decorative trees pulled out by the root. Glass broken and covered by plastic and wood.

By Sonnie's grip on the man's arm, she knows he's still twitching. Shuddering against the pull, but his feet haven't stopped as they move off to find a coffee shop far enough away, packed with bodies. The Springs know how valuable it was to be lost in a crowd.

They find a place, out of the way, but loved. The Beast is the only one who's feet are not sore. She knows climbing and running and never ever stopping, to stop is death, and horror and worse.

There's a line up at the till. A few tables scattered around inside, several would be writers typing away, with a coffee at their elbows. Near the far window, a women, with vibrant pink hair is sketching.

It sounds like laughter and life. The clink of dishes, and the scent of coffee. Pastries. No one here seems worried. Not really, not with the deep seeded fear that would poison the bloom.

[Sonnie Wu]

The Steepscrambler visibly relaxed once they were inside the coffee joint. This many mortals around provided a degree of cover. This is the way.

The smell of fresh food and hot beverages also consoled her. They could catch their breath, refuel, and talk to this man.

Her bag, and staff, were dropped on a chair at a table that looked suitable for their needs: A good view of the place, and the street outside, plus removed enough that a hushed conversation would not be easily overheard.

"Whyn't you guys sit down and I'll get us all something to drink and eat? My treat! What would you like?" she brought forth a smile, even if she wasn't feeling too chipper at the moment. Spring Courtiers were good at that.

She threw Titania a very brief look, but the meaning in it was clear. Keep him here. Keep him calm.

[Titania]

Why is Sonnie asking her to seduce the stranger, it's something entirely inappropriate, she's not that kind of girl and she should know better. Was the monkey implicitly suggesting she's a wanton wench? If that was the case, the monkey - and not herself - would have to justify the mating creatures in her mind.
Sniveling little furball, she'd pay dearly for this implication. "Tea", she says softly, "with milk. The day has been most sour", then she smiles at the poor stranger Sonnie has just kidnapped.

  2 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-02-23 03:29:04		Titania rolls 3 to Empathy (10 Again)		10, 5, 8, 3		2 successes

[Saber Sloth]

Sonnie enters the line, the aroma of brewing coffee, and baking pastries clings. People chat, bicker over their orders, while the worker nods, and rings up the person at the front of the line with a smile.

Titania on the other hand, left with their kidnapped stranger, who's trembling. Eyes still wide and wild, running between Beast and Fairest, trailing along the bobbing tail, and the fluttering, floating wisps.

"I hoped it was just the mark. I hoped it was just the mark." he repeats, arms crossing, as he sinks into his hoodie. He is scared, that much is obvious, he's doing nothing to hide his terror, and the aftershocks of his disbelief settling into something closer to resigned.

[Sonnie Wu]

Okay, maybe the look she gave Titania wasn't that clear, after all. Oh, well.

Waiting in line was not her favorite thing, even on good days. Impatient, Sonnie bounced nervously on her feet, her eyes continually darting to the door and windows. Keeping watch for Him. Whatever He looked like.

Eventually, she got to the head of the line. For lack of knowing what else to get Scared Dude, she buys him a simple black coffee (decaf, because he's already way too edgy). Also, Starlight's tea, and a hot cocoa for herself... plus pastries.

The yummy treats were for herself. The Courser had some feelings to eat.

Sugar helped quell terror, right?

An idea came to her. Something she should have done the instant she heard a True Fae was walking these streets. She Hardened her Mask.

The monkey-like features - tail, feet, eyes and teeth - all vanished behind the facade of humanity. Other changelings - and hopefully the Gentry - would think Sonnie just another mortal... except for the 5-foot long tail on her shadow.

Hardening her Mask. Also, I realize I forgot to include Sonnie's Goblin Fruit in her equipment before. If it's okay to include them at this point, please consider her to also have her 2 ertwen and 1 coupnettle in her bag.

[Titania]

Watching the poor man writhe shell-shocked in his desk was conjuring terrible memories of the past. She had to do something, either for his own sanity or hers.
"Don't trouble yourself too much, my dear", she says with a smile, "We'll remove the mark right away. Everything will be fine"
It was hard to not believe lines delivered with such charm and grace. The Fairest really meant it, the radiant smile only magnified the strength of her convinction.

  3 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-02-24 15:40:51		Titania rolls 12 to Persuasion (Pre + Per + Spec + SL4) (10 Again)		6, 6, 5, 5, 1, 9, 10, 6, 5, 1, 10, 3, 3, 1		3 successes

[Saber Sloth]

Sure, I'll allow the Hedge Fruit

The worker, 'Pat' by her nametag, is quick to get the Monkey's order, even offering another muffin, seeing the sight, their Runner was in. Taking the cost from the tip jar. With a quick, "Looks like he needs it eh?"

No one gets in Sonnie's way as she turns back to the table, in fact someone offers to help with the drinks. Whether the Simian accepts of not, she makes it back to the table.

The Runner nods, at the glowing women's words. Believing her, as the Monkey looses the bestial features.

"Is, that. Is....'cause we're away from the Mark, or. Or can you-you guys do it, whenever?" He asks, staring at where the tail had been.

  2 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-02-27 11:08:07		Runner rolls 3 to Believes Titania? (10 Again)		9, 6, 9		2 successes

[Sonnie Wu]

"Yeah, dude's had some rough news." Which was the truth, really. Not that the Beast was going to share details with the barista. The addition of a free muffin made her smile, however. "Aw, thanks, Pat! You're a peach!" Her change went into the tip jar.

Back at the table, Sonnie sat and passed out the requested drinks, as well as pushed the sweeteners and creamers towards the man if he wanted them. After a very brief pause of consideration, she gave him the free muffin, as well. She still had her pastries, after all. She'd survive.

"Mark?" She sounded confused, having missed the early portion of the conversation. "You mean the fancy urban artwork?"