Season's Greetings

[Rhodes]

Rhodes watches as the new men leave suddenly.

Very curious.

"Forgive me. The Artifact is still someone new to us. I forgot a crucial detail - it requires an... investment. Of energy. Fanciful stuff, I know, but if you concentrate, I am sure it will work. I'll catch the others as and when." He wasn't rushing on their account.

Rhoodes offers the stone again.

As Saber Sloth says, you need tpo pay a glamour to invest in the stone. I forgot this - sorry about that!

[Ram]

The fact that nothing had happened had apparently been too much of a stretch for the others’ natural Changeling paranoia. Ram had to get up to let them squeeze past before taking his seat again. The bench protested on his return with a loud creak.

So the thing needed glamour? Alright, he could do that. Granted, most times he channeled emotion it was towards the end of break, punching, or consuming. He just had to be careful not to do that here.

Ram reached out again to touch the stone, while he reached in at the same time. And touched his rage. The sound a battle swelled like a war had moved into the bar. There was the sound of screams, glass bottles being broken and used as weapons to disembowel customers, tables being torn apart by cannon fire. For a brief moment as the Render touched the artifact there was the roar of cracking stone and rushing of blood that came from the pulsing heart. Then everything quieted again.

Ram removed his hand and nervously grabbed the edge of the seat, his fingernails scratching a groove to the underside of the wood as he anxiously waited again for something to happen.

[Saber Sloth]

Something does happen!

Something subtle, but warming. Ram feels a sudden sense of belonging, he looks towards Rhodes and knows that this man is no agent of the Gentry.

Rhdoes, like the Summer Solstice feels the same warming reach, an affirmation. Ram isn't some plant of the Others, he he now a member of the Freehold.

Ram can increase his Freehold Status to 1!

[Rhodes]

The Director smiles. "There we are. Well, Mr Ram, if there's anything else you need." he waves at the card. "If not, I'll see you on the twenty-first of September, if not before. I should really be getting this back."
He smiled and patted the bag, before easing himself out of the booth.

"Any last questions?"

If there's nothing else, we can end the scene there. Or if Ram needs anything else, we cna keep going

[Ram]

Ram stood as Rhodes did, hitting the table top and making the salt shaker quiver with fear that it might be taking another tumble but it managed to hold its own this time.

“Uh, no. No questions,” though he almost asked if that was it. It almost felt too easy but he supposed that having a magic rock… blood…thing to test loyalty ought to make things easier.

“Thanks for your help,” he clapped his hands together awkwardly “And see you in September,” he added holding up the card.

“So, um,” he cleared his throat “Bye, I guess.” Ram didn’t exactly have anywhere to go, so it felt a bit weird to just go but it felt weirder to just stand there. The Ogre headed out the bar door, now a member of the Sacramento Freehold.

Thanks for the scene.

[Rhodes]

The Dread Lord knocks back the last of his drink, and smiles. "Excellent. And not at all,dear boy - we have to look out for one another after all." Sometimes, to changelings, the jarring nature of the overly friendlty was unnerving enough in and of itself - a different flavour of fear. "If you need something before rthe Autumn, do let me know." He points to the card.

"Take care of yourself, Mr Ram."

The chilling breeze picks up as the Autumn turns, and walks out of the bar.

[ct] Great scene! All done. Feel free to jump inot other scenes [/ctl]