(Broken Cycle) Debrief

[Circe]

"Death can eat a dick," she groans out while getting comfortable in the chair. Which is awkward given the pink stained bandages. Circe looks at Sonja, "We're taking turns sweetie," blue lips part in a smile, "No point in explaining twice. Somebody poke me when it's my turn."

Circe rests her forehead on the table, but her ears twitch towards whomever is talking most. John got a thumbs up when he confirms he'd angered the enemy.

Titania will notice Circe's bandages peaking out from torso's rear are pink stained, one shoulder is thicker and fluffier under the Hawaiian shirt, and most clearly her right thigh has a pink stain on its bandages. It is going to be hard for Titania to see more with that loud shirt in the way.

"Sure," her dry reply to Seraphina's question is muffled but audible to all. "If your enemy is angry, enrage him, for it will lead ta folly. Kill I don't know but certainly piss him off."

[Seraphina]

Sera nods with what Circe says, no point in explaining everything twice.

And looks to the rest of the room, eager to hear more.

[Yamiyo Lillich]

Eyes looking to Circe as she arrives, lightly exhaling in relief that she seems relatively ok at least.

Listening closely to James words, those were interesting and good to take into account for later studies still speaking was not in her mind she didn't have much to say. However some small worrying slowly rising inside of her, dark thoughts that would have to be dealt with at some point.

Smiling kindly towards her Queen, the words warming to hear still they didn't change her feelings but they were nice to hear.
"Thank you, still I know that I failed and sadly yes the poison seems to spread and continue to do so leaving trails behind it."

[Titania]

Nimble hands prod and pat Circe's secret bits. It's a tender although professional touch. She's trying to gauge the extent of the damage.
As she slowly untangles the mess of bandages, she speaks. "So, as I see it", the Spring Court foremost healer is pensive, "We either face him headfirst, unwise. Or we try to soothe his pain. Find his lost girlfriend, perhaps?". Romance was at the heart of most stories nowadays. The little Mermaid, the Beauty and the Beast, Snow White, Twilight. "Yep, sounds like a plan", she nods to herself
"Hmm", she pokes underneath Circe's shirt, soft finger push against tender flesh. "You have a broken rib. It didn't puncture anything, but the skin underneath is bleeding internally. And your arm has been twisted at an unnatural angle. So... it will hurt a bit"
By now they should all be used to her prowess with the healing arts. What you can never be fully prepared about, is the tidal wave of glamour and stardust that washes upon the room. Amid the maelstrom herself and Circe. It takes a few painful seconds, but the Summer is good as new.

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2020-10-18 06:36:17	Titania rolls 7 to Glimpse of Fortune’s Favor (Wits + Wyrd) Omen 2 (10 Again) (10 Again)	6, 2, 4, 7, 7, 9, 10, 5	2 successes

8 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2020-10-18 06:37:00	Titania rolls 11 to Warmth of the Blood (Wits + Med + Mantle) (10 Again)	8, 9, 1, 3, 9, 10, 9, 3, 10, 6, 4, 9, 8	8 successes

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2020-10-18 06:37:09	Titania rolls 11 to Warmth of the Blood (Wits + Med + Mantle) (10 Again)	6, 7, 10, 5, 3, 3, 3, 5, 7, 2, 4, 3	1 success

I don't know how wounded Circe was. But I suppose she's been healed in full

[Circe]

"Bandages block a free peek Starry," she drawls out slowly, "Lest yer inta mummies." As for finding his lost beau, "I don't thing it is going ta be as easy as getting him a date. I CAN try the net if ya have details on his ex."

"Umph," Circe grunts, gritting her teeth at the pain, and her ears flicker at the strange noises that come from having her ribs repair themselves rapidly. It was uncomfortable as Titania warned. Circe hisses out, "Maledetto. Fanculo, non stavi scherzando."

She lets out a loud sigh as the pain is gone. "Okay, wish I'd had that done before reopening the wounds getting outta the skin suit," was her first English response. Because that was painful too.

"So that was dream side? How was the wolves and glade found?" Circe queries as she is ignorant to how the wolves were circling the Spring tavern. "Unless ya want ta go Star Wars and job ta episode 4. I ain't in pain no more, cheers Star Girl yer the best, so I'm good ta talk if others don't want ta. My tale is full of fire and bullets," she smiles and laughs, "Completely unsurprising of course."

[Sonnie Wu]

Sonnie, bored and staring at the ceiling, finally jolted out of her reverie and looked towards Circe. She gave a slight shrug. "We went to check out the Huntsman's graffiti in that alleyway. While we were there, we had his cult of mortals stalking us. We left, but got cornered. Then we found a hedgegate and fled through it. We arrived in the effigy clearing." She'd even climbed on the wooden stag briefly.

"We headed out towards the Tavern, and that's when the Briarwolves showed up. I dunno if they worked for the Gentry or if they were just in the area on their own." She gave another shrug. "They chased us and we got away. I guess they hung around after that."

The Monkey thought a moment, but had nothing else to add. So she returned to mentally debating between tacos or pizza for dinner.

Why not both?

Taco pizza!

[James Turner]

“I think you missed the claws, blood part of the story. No finding them, they’re dead. Assuming they can die. At worst we can trick them and put them on tilt as Circe suggested but my recollection isn’t perfect. Otherwise, this sounds like something we can look for intel on. A name would be helpful, we found out what created it so it could also lead to its true name.

“Maybe there are other of its mate’s kind and we can play matchmaker as well?” Nodding as he still was amazed by Titania’s work, he didn’t know anyone who could put people back together as well as she did, it was impressive. He shook his head as Sonnie finished though.

“Wolves in the dream too, I’d say they serve it.”

[Seraphina]

Find his lost love?

“I would rather we use his loss against him. He has attacked our Freehold and its members, we need to drive him away, show our power. If we don’t, I worry what message it will send to others like him.” And they could not be seen as weak.

She heard Circes question, but was happy to let Sonnie answer it.

Looking to James, “Well, they looked pretty dead when Sonnie and Circe were done with them. Not much survives fire and being shot.” True story right there.

“Are we seriously considering playing matchmaker with one of Them?” looking around the room, “If his mate is dead, what makes you think finding another that looks like her will fix the problem? You know, the one where one of Them is in our backyard reeking havoc. Turn his pain against him, either drive him away with it, or kill him.”

[Saber Sloth]

9 days to go!

[Circe]

"I vote kill," was Circe's response. And she listened as they talked. It would send a better message. When John said the wolves probably served the Keeper she couldn't help adding, "Served."

"So that's how ya ended up playing wagons and raiders? Neat." Circe quips as she was ignorant to how the wolves started circling the Spring tavern. "Well episode 4 involved Molotov making montage and a battle against briar wolves. We set 'em on fire, I shot 'em, Sonny whacked 'em, Seraphina kept me safe ta snipe." That was being diplomatic, "And then I continued while the Springs retreated with their wounded ta safety. Episode 5 found the glade as described with the stag statue," she smirks, "And what I called was that as soon as I set the statue on fire, that it'd come ta life. So good thing we got Sera ta the tavern." She inhales deeply, shakes her head in the negative while sighing, "I was wrong about it running. It charged. And does anyone know how ta make an animal trying ta gore ya that won't fanculo die worse?"

After a pause she answers, "By making it be onfire. I put a entire clip of rifle rounds inta while dodging," the Summer Queen snarls,"Tch, set a lot of the Hedge aflame too. The Trod might be gone."

The Summer gets distracted as she pokes at her bandages under her shirt. "Wyrd feels weird. Then I had ta skin off my suit, bled a lot, drank, dressed, and here."