(Broken Cycle) Wyrd on the Street

[Titania]

"Yes", she says.
Thanking Sonnie with a smile, she quietly stirs her tea with a spoon. "As long as you're in a public place, away from that Mark, you should be relatively safe. Let us deal with it, for now", she didn't even know whether she sounded convincing. She was aware that she didn't exactly possess the looks of a fighter.

[Saber Sloth]

The jovial atmosphere permeates the cafe, the din of happy voices, loud, soft and everywhere in between, sprinkle and spike through the air. There is a careful scrtich, scritch coming from the table near them, as the artist continues to sketch, someone gets up, trashing what needs to be, before heading through the door. The bell above dings.

The joy is noticeably absent as the man shudders, looking at the now normal Asian girl and the still ethereal English one. He takes his hot beverage, and sips at it. Fingers tapping the cup, "How do I...how do I know that's the truth? How do I know you're not..." his eyes still wild, shining with memories, terror and tears. He picks at the offered pastry.

[Sonnie Wu]

How could they convince this guy they weren't a threat to him? Honestly, Sonnie didn't know. Just the fact they were limited in what they could even say to this mortal(?) made everything more difficult. She still couldn't tell if he was a Changeling, so it felt safer to assume he wasn't.

Best to let Titania schmooze him? Fairest were good at that. As gregarious as Sonnie usually was, her interpersonal skills were all over the place. Great at partying and jokes, not so great at making convincing arguments.

Her eyes flicked towards the orbiting globs of light, and she wished the Telluric would follow her example and hide the fae features. Not that her silent looks seemed to connect to that ditzy brain.

Meanwhile... the Beast watched their surroundings. She drank her coffee and ate her pastries, sure. However, her attention was focused and distracted at the same time. Focused on potential danger, distracted by every little sound and motion.

The bell caused her head to swivel towards the door.

The scritching artist kept pulling her eyes over.

The murmur of conversation all around them made her ears twitch.

More scritching. Was he drawing her and her companions?

A car passed the shop. The movement made her shift in her seat before she identified it.

Seriously, the hell was that guy drawing?

[Titania]

She stirs the tea some more, perhaps unconvinced by the man's antics or too concerned with herself to realize that it's their presence that is making him nervous. Still, she remembers the feeling he's experience, because herself - not too long ago - had been exactly in his shoes.
"Well", she says without looking up from her cup, "if we didn't mean well, then you wouldn't be sipping tea with us. Don't you think?", she says, tilting her head to the side.
"Relax, why don't you tell us what you remember?", her pearly whites flash a smile that could have moved mountains or calmed down an angry lion.

  2 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-03-01 13:45:53		Titania rolls 11 to Calm Down (Pre + SL + Pers) (10 Again)		3, 2, 9, 1, 5, 4, 4, 6, 5, 9, 2		2 successes

[Saber Sloth]

A wet snort comes from the Runner, his beverage spews out in front of him. "Relax? Ha!" He sneers, tearing through the bit of pastry in his hand. "How can anyone relax!?" he hisses out, "A-a-a hunter-Huntsman in the street. Carving into things. Destroying everything 'cuz it ain't right?! Don't match his aesthetic. Fuck. An' them girls. Stitched." he heaves a shudder, leg bouncing under the table. Gulps down his drink, hissing at the heat. "Stitched together, with the strays that couldn't run fast enough. Fuck. Lot of them girls died." a grim laugh. "Couple still alive. Last I heard. Wonder what's better?"

  2 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-03-03 09:04:23		Runner rolls 3 to calm? (10 Again)		8, 8, 4		2 successes

[Sonnie Wu]

That was an impressive spit take from the Frightened Man.

It was nothing compared to Sonnie's when she heard the word Huntsman.

Coffee. Everywhere.

Coughing, she looked at the man with wide eyes as she wiped her mouth off with her sleeve. "A Huntsman? What do you mean?" It was a struggle to keep her voice down. The Mr. Paranoia was surely mistaken, right? This (maybe?) mortal couldn't possibly know about such... infamous fae legends.

Not that she knew much about them, herself. Just that she should be afraid of them.

The talk of stitching girls together certainly didn't help her agitation. "Great, we're getting into Centipede territory. Gross." Humor, as a defense mechanism, was one of the Beast's go-tos. It wasn't helping much right now.

Redoubling her sentry duty, Sonnie eyed... well, everyone. Was anyone watching them? In here, or outside? Her animal instincts were on high alert for that feeling. The sensation of a predators eyes upon her back.

  failure

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-03-03 10:00:52		Sonnie Wu rolls 5 to Perception (10 Again)		4, 3, 7, 1, 6		failure

Hunched in her chair, the sudden surge of bestial panic was too distracting for her to get a read on anything. And this was no place to call upon her Contracts for help.

[Titania]

It was hard to separate truth from fiction, especially when Other things were involved. The man sitting beside them could either be a mythomaniac or somebody who had shared with them a brush with Arcadia. Time would be a gentleman.
Still, the news he was conveying was very grave indeed, leave town ASAP level of concern actually. As the man narrates his past, she decides to take things to the Wyrd itself.
Alas, radio silence, more tranquil than London before a bombing attack. She bites her lips, they had to take his words at face value.

  failure

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-03-05 01:29:06		Titania rolls 3 to Vision of Strife (Wyrd + Emp) (10 Again)		2, 2, 4		failure

  failure

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-03-05 01:29:24		Titania rolls 3 to Vision of Strife (Wyrd + Emp - 1) (10 Again)		7, 4, 3		failure

Did a mistake and rolled 3 dice the second time, still it was a failure nonetheless. I assume the catch is fulfilled, since the target is speaking about his past

[Saber Sloth]

"Big." Comes the voice, eyes, vacant, reliving that horrible, terrible night. "Horns. No-like antlers but ya horns too, like the Lord of the Rings one, the trumpety bull shit. And the dogs." He seems to heave up what he consumes, swallowing it back as a cold sweat breaks out. "Not just Him, there was...there was. Like, fawning....people...?" grasping at what could be said, how to put it into words. "They called him, my Lord Huntsman." He comes back to himself, "Ain't gonna ever forget that."

He pushes away the food and drink, sinking further into the grey of his hoodie, like that could protect him.

Catch is indeed met.

[Sonnie Wu]

"Antlers? Like on the graffiti?" she asked, her eyes still scanning the windows.

The last of her pastries were devoured in a fit of anxiety. The description wasn't what she expected, but what did she expect? It reminded her vaguely of... something.

Her Keeper?

No. No, that thing was all brightly colored feathers and tiger claws, if her blurry memories of the Screaming Jungle were at all accurate. This was something else.

Regardless, the feral primate in her blanched at the idea of a Fae hunter on the loose, with a pack of vicious dogs, no less. Wild animals did not tend to fare well in the presence of such threats.

At least they had a name (title?) and a description now. It was... better than nothing. She searched her spotty memory for anything she might have heard about this Lord Huntsman.

  2 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-03-05 11:24:49		Sonnie Wu rolls 3 to ID the Hunter? Int + Occult		10, 7, 9		2 successes

"What did the, um, fawning people look like?"

[Titania]

So, a Hunter had set his sights upon this poor soul. She shudders at the thought, the most sane and visceral reaction would be to run away as far as humanly possible. But she isn't a coward and neither she is a mere human anymore, and in good conscience she couldn't bring herself to abandon somebody in dire need of assistance.
"If he hasn't captured you already, thenhe's either bored and has abandoned the Hunt or he's biding his time. The sanest course of action would be to leave the area and away from those graffiti", she says, raising the cup to her lips, her gaze still focused on the man.

  2 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-03-07 01:00:35		Titania rolls 5 to To know the Hunter (int + Occ) (10 Again)		1, 8, 2, 6, 9		2 successes