(Dry Hallow) Following Threads

[Anima]

As the once panicking doctor spies an unsightly presence across the gauntlet his fear turns to curiosity. There’s a mystery afoot.

“Don’t look now gang, but that place looks totally badong in the shadow. Actually, look if ya can. Betcha can’t. Your loss.”

A well practiced rote, his first, is written in gold as forefinger and thumb come together in a circle and he’s looking with the eyes of a predator of the Wilds, or at least a curious monkey. Trained eyes scour the area, is there spirit numina in play? Is this a case of the shadow reflecting the material or vice versa, or some sick twisted cycle like how abusers make more abusers out of the abused.

spells

org res, peer across the g-let, second sight

equip and rolls

bag, ghost hunting gear and broken bone rattle and skin drum, knife

  

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-04-09 01:45:10		Anima rolls 7 to Perception (10 Again)		10, 8, 1, 8, 4, 2, 8, 9		5 successes
2020-04-09 01:44:08		Anima rolls 9 to Second sight rote (10 Again)		2, 5, 2, 4, 2, 6, 7, 6, 10, 7		1 success

[Pixel]

Pixel continues his stretches as he waits for Winter. When Anima speaks he looks to the house, then returns his attention to Anima.

"I'll take your word for it." He shrugs. He never had anything hop out of the invisible realms at him before, and unless Anima did something he doubted he would now either. "In the meantime, do you want to take a look at what you pulled out of that lady?"

The Free Councilor eyes his fellows' bag curiously.

[Winter]

Performing magic is an intimate act. It's a Magus' own will laid bare against his own shortcomings. For a Guardian doubly so; each spell contains the seed of a potential sin. People might allege that they're hypocrites by preaching abstinence but... he shrugs.
He glances at his allies, he can't deny that if they've come this far, it's thanks to them. Especially the kid.
And he's sworn to protect them. "Uh", he says. "Can you check over there, I think I saw something move", he lies.

Spells: Unseen Shield Forces [pot 1], Supernal Vision [pot 1]
2mana left, 3WP (Since the thread began before the new WP rule, I assume we're still using the legacy rule until the scene wraps up)

[Yumyumcrow]

Anima switches up the Spirit Sight. He doesn't detect anything unusual apart from what he sees with Peer Across the Gauntlet. Gauntlet strength is about average for the area* - a frozen frieze on the edge of his vision.

Now the Shaman is looking, he too picks up the faint thrum of an electric fence coming from the front of the property. The fence doesn't go all the way around the property's perimeter: it ends temptingly at either end of the lane. At one end is the rough line of rusting hulks, marking one edge of the property; and at the other there is thick scrub and brush.

Winter picks up the tell tale thrum of the fence while he ponders his options. His attention is more on the ruined vehicles - or rather the dumping ground of rusting hulks. Cars, vans, pick up trucks, even a piece of farm equipment or two. The rough line of vehicles is overgrown with thick shrub, indicating they have been left out to rust for quite some time. Given the shape of the landscape, the Guardian can conjecture there are more than just vehicles out there - there must be piles of rubbish and debris shaping the lumpy landscape on that side of the property.

*Gauntlet Strength 3 in this area.

[Anima]

Active Spells

Org Res, Peer across the gauntlet, Second Sight

Anima finally moves away from the vehicle, approaching Winter and Pixel.

"Fence also ends down that way, into the foliage. I'd prefer we go that way, rather than through the junkyard. Perhaps the trees or the animals have something to say, or could give a clue as to what we're dealing with."

Hmmm, oh "Sure Winter, that's the way I wanted to go anyway. Will you come with me Shaggy? Fred wants the gang to split up it seems." He hefts the bag, late processing the man's question. "I thought we'd take l look when we got back together. Where it's safer. You can come to my crib we can chill in my hood."

[Pixel]

A cheat and a liar. Was there anything that wasn't beneath Winter?

"He's lying because he doesn't want us to check out the box right now."

The Theurgists faux Wisdom had been revealed at concilium, and there wasn't much left that Winter could say that Pixel would care to hear. Anima on the other hand seemed to remain eager to jump to his masters delight. Why else would he not even question why Winter just happened to reemerge at such a perfectly timed moment.

"So counter point? Let's figure out what that thing you pulled out of the girl was before bringing it home? Or are we pretending leaving it unattended in the car is a good idea?"

Speaking of leaving in the car, Pixel looks back to see if Abacus (@Hiver ) had followed along or gotten out while he was napping.

Spells- Dark Matter, Untouchable Incognito Presence
Equipment (in the car)-messenger bag, sketch pads, colored pencils (No bonuses for quality).

[Winter]

A more respectable man would have feigned indignation at being misunderstood so glaringly. But reputation wasn't an asset class he was long.
He stays quiet for a second, before he pulls the keys of the car from his pocket and hands them over to the Shaman (could the college kid even drive?)
Only the goal mattered, right?

Spells: Unseen Shield Forces [pot 1], Supernal Vision [pot 1]
2mana left, 3WP (Since the thread began before the new WP rule, I assume we're still using the legacy rule until the scene wraps up)
Inventory: Wedding Band, moleskin notebook with pencils, black stones catholic rosary, kevlar vest (thin), wallet and phone, muscle car

[Abacus]

The White Whale loomed on the cusp of foretold fruition. The mystery spooled and spiraled; regressively complete.


There was always something blooming below the blossoms. He had come to understand that Answers were not always solutions, but merely interlocking pieces of a larger Work; the Bigger Picture. Their actions were merely the rust grating off the gears of larger mechanisms. But that wasn't a dismissal. One mote could change quite a bit. The lynchpin. The straw.


His line, cast into the annals of Fate and raptured into its infinite Twisting brought him and his allies to Woodland.


Line break. Begin new computation. Adjust for variance. The glyph burns an amber-gold, writing itself into his aura, opening his eyes to the What-Could-Be. Take a deep breath.


"I have it, by the way, in case you were wondering. But please, have your closing arguments. I'd hate to get in the way of your riveting debate.”


He got out the car, artifact in hand. Someone had to watch it. And it was clear the mages present would rather talk about the logistics and wield their virtues like swords rather than being proper stewards.


"Although you do have a point. I'd like to have this appraised and understood before we galavant."

  2 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-04-12 16:09:49		Abacus rolls 8 to Sybils Sight -- Rote (10 Again)		7, 8, 3, 1, 6, 5, 8, 1		2 successes

SPELLS: Fate Sight (Pot 2) | EQUIPMENT: Puzzle Cube, Cell phone

[Anima]

Active Spells

Org Res, Peer Across the Gauntlet, Second Sight, Gain Skill

Keys slid into his pocket then Abacus emerges.

Anima looks in his bag and back to Abacus, "How the fuck?"

The shaman rolls his eyes and trudges towards the brush. "Well, enjoy pleasuring each other with some strange box for the next hour or so, I'll be investigating the mystery you've led us too."

The Shaman pushes his limits, yet another imago is formed with a whisper of high speech as he hurries past Abacus and past the car. He crouches, like a tiger, but like one with a bad back, as he attempts to blend into the shadows of the night. A soft curse as his shoes find soft ground, he can feel the mud squish into his socks, the sensation is uncomfortable.

squish, squish, squish

Anima slinks towards the brush, trying and failing to be stealthy in his movements.

Rolls

Gain skill nets 1 success. -1 one for untrained removed, Full dice rolled for Dex + Stealth, fail.

  

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-04-12 18:56:04		Anima rolls 2 to Stealth (Dex+Steath) (10 Again)		6, 6		failure
2020-04-12 18:55:45		Anima rolls 7 to Gain Skill (Stealth) (GNO+LIFE+HS) (10 Again)		1, 4, 7, 7, 6, 10, 3, 6		1 success

[Pixel]

Riveting indeed. It seemed that after you give the benefit of the doubt and look the other way to all the ways Anima invaded his space and creeped everyone out he still had an ace up his sleeve.

He was an ass as well.

Pixel rolled his eyes and decided that if the Shaman was so flagrantly careless that he wouldn't even consider that he may have had a bomb in his bag waiting for the switch he deserved whatever came next. He watched the man fumble off into the shadows and returned his attention to Abacus.

"So do you want to open it or should I?"​

Spells- Dark matter, Untouchable, Incognito Presence
Equipment- messenger bag, sketch pads, colored pencils (No bonuses for quality).