PRP- Paranoia -Sour

[Titania]

He knows something, doesn't he?
She looks back at her friends, then back to the gentleman. She leans closer, whispering something in his ear.
"Really, what else. Your collection of butterflies?", she says jokingly.
It's a ruse, soon the Wyrd will write this man's story into the strands of her own glamor. His secrets hers to unveil.

4 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-03-28 15:27:15	Titania rolls 5 to Visions of Strife Wyrd + Empathy (10 Again)	8, 8, 9, 8, 3	4 successes

[Ram]

It was a little hard to focus on the tour after what he’d just been told. Talking to a jerk no one else could hear. Talking crazy. Not something you wanted to hear about someone in charge of guard teams at an amusement park run by the Lost. Especially when that person was supposed to be mortal. The new boyfriend and new necklace were just icing on the cake.

The fascinating trivia didn’t stand a chance when he caught a glimpse of Frances, looking as tired and worn out as suggested.

He smiled and thanked the brewmaster, feeling a little guilty at not being able to partake in the man’s passion as much as he deserved. Even more worried than ever about Frances.

“That was a great tour, might even have to take it again if I get the chance.”

[DrDog]

Titania

There is a surge of agony from your chest. The pain feels cold, dark, and almost drowns you. But the bastard who shot you isn't going to get away. You feel the rage and pull the trigger with precision. He falls with the first shot of your revolver. You walk closer, your vision tunneling to just this monster. You pull the trigger again. He cries out. He says something, you don't care. You pull the trigger again, and he spasms. "I surrender!" He calls out, his gun falling from his weakening grip. You pull the trigger. Another scream, you can't feel the burning pain anymore. You only feel satisfaction. You pull the trigger. He says nothing, his skull burst like a ripe melon from your magnum. You pull the trigger again. Blood sprays and bone shatters. A fleck of it cuts your finger. You don't feel the pain. Your partner grabs you as you fall, and you realize what you did to your brother.

"If you like butterflies, i have a nature documentary you would like." Frank stands, and gestures to the door.

"You were a good guest." The brewer says with a smile to Ram. The tour group hadn't been packed, but he still seemed surprised to hear Ram speak, "Sure! We always are making new things. Bring more questions next time, they are the best part of my job! Grab an ale at the bar, and i'll be here for another hour if you have more questions." He heads over to a corner, and a few amateur brewers flock to him, peppering him with questions about ratios and worts and spordles and other words that couldn't possibly be English.

[Titania]

She stares at the man wide-eyed. The vision was dark.
What exactly did prompt this man to kill his own brother? Alcohol, madness? Hers was the court of passion, indeed, she wanted... needed to know.
"Very well", she says springing from her seat, "Let me inform my friends to not wait for me", she says picking her phone and moving away for privacy.

[Sonnie Wu]

Heh heh. Spordles. What a funny word.

"Tours are edumacational!" So close, Sonnie. The Monkey went to the bar and ordered a second Bascilica. That's what she needs. More booze. The Steepscrambler will be of more help when she's drunk!

Once she had a drink in hand, she made her way over to Titania, "Hey, hot stuff. You learn anything? I learned how beer is made! It's actually pretty fascinating!" Slurp.

[Titania]

"Oh, why don't you accompany me to the Ladies' room?", she says, waving to the man to wait for her outside, "We need to talk", and with that she grabs the monkey by her hand, leading her to the bathroom.

[DrDog]

The man smiles, heading outside, eager to wait for his date.

The bathroom is empty aside from the two Lost.

[Ram]

Ram decided to get another drink while he waited for the women to have their bathroom girl talk. Was Titania actually going to go out with that creep? Hopefully Sonnie would talk sense for once and convince her she was too good for him.

[Sonnie Wu]

The Beast blinked in surprise as Titania grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the ladies room.

Oh... my... GAWD. It's happening!

What's happening?

I'm going to the bathroom in a group! Just like women do on TV! This is so exciting!

I might be overestimating the value of this experience.

Once in the restroom, Sonnie check the stalls and such to be certain she and the Telluric were alone and thus could speak openly.

"So... how does one powder one's nose? I never did figure out that part. Also, are you seriously dating that dude?" she eyed the Fairest curiously.

[Titania]

She would slap some sense inside the monkey's brain, if only she didn't know it would be futile.
Dating? The man had been a perfect gentleman. Besides he was... "Nonsense, he's half my age", she whispers, careful that nobody is around to hear them.
"he's a PI who seems to know about Frances. And I've received a vision, something that warrants investigation"