Wyrd Sharmock 1.1

[Circe]

High Striker

Laser Tag Arena, The Seat of Summer

The sun sat on the edge of the world, casting its last light upon the roof of the domain of Summer within Funderland. High Striker was set up more professionally, for what it was. There were a quartet of decent plastic chairs and a round table in the center of the arena, with paths in the obstacles having been set in place.

There is a second table with a deli platter, canned alcohol and water, and a dessert platter. The round table was not empty.

For at it sat the Summer Queen, Circe, in casual wear. She wore red denim shorts and vest tonight, an amused look upon her face. Upon the table sat the Wyrdstone with the Wyrdstone beside it. Now she awaited her fellow monarchs to arrive. If they take too long, well, she might start juggling a Wyrdstone.

Something to notice

Anyone may make a quick perception or Occult check at +3 to tell the difference between the two Wyrdstones at a glance. Or just take a moment IC to scrutinize the details.

ooc: Sorry for the double posting. I noticed it was marked Glimpse but had hit Submit instead of preview <dope slaps self>. This scene should be listed as Private now.

[James Turner]

John was curious was Circe was working on exactly., the semester over and he waited to see the results. But that meant he was no longer lugging around the massive backpack, now it was far more reasonably packed. Bags slowly disappearing from under his eyes as he managed to catch up and sleep and take care of himself a bit. Today he was in a pair of worn, black slacks, matching Converse, and a tee shirt for Gogol Bordello today.


He pulled one headphone out, then the other before pausing his music and stuffing it all into a pocket. Eyes narrowing as he caught the two Wyrdstones on the table before slowly drifting to Circe with a smile. "Think you need one more if we're going to play Monty How have you been?"

[Seraphina]

Sera was never one refuse an outfit challenge. She saw the green pants at the store, tailored them herself for a perfect fit and had been dying to wear them!

Yup. Green.

The Nix pulls off green pants as only a Fairest can. With style and looking damn good in them.

Strolling in, she once again has a carafe of coffee. No meeting was complete without out it! Just ask Circe.

There was a confused smile on her face as she approached the table, sapphires moving from one stone to the other.

A sly smile then appears, “Ah. Was this what was discussed?” she asks, setting the carafe down. “I come bearing gifts!” she declares, then smiles at John, “Hey! How’ve you been? How’s school?” suddenly more interested in that than the Wyrdstones.

[Circe]

She taps both the stones as she talks, "Great John, and what makes ya think I wouldn't want the Full Monty?" She pats her vest at random, "Pretty sure I got dollar bills somewhere if ya are offering. Before I ask," she smirks, "Isn't it a little cliché ta be giving off the Full Monty ta work your way through college?"


As for Seraphina's arrival? Joy at the coffee! And her friend too. "Yes!" Circe stands up to spread her arms wide in greeting, "Ta both coffee and idea," this reveals the t-shirt Circe is wearing. It has a very green 3 leaf clover, "The Wyrdstone is beside the one that's like my shirt," her ruby pupils sparkle in her black eyes, expectation clear in her smile.


It was an obvious set up for a pun to the elfin Summer.

[James Turner]

And just like that the Summer Queen had proven why she was also the Queen in word play as she took and twisted his words into a new joke. He couldn't help help but chuckle and shake his head while holding his hands up in surrender. "No, that was too good. I can't hope to beat that now. It would certainly pay better though."


His eyes did not hesitate to lock onto the carafe as it arrived. John didn't hesitate to get himself a cup of coffee a moment after the carafe was set down and he could answer Sera's question. "Well. Done for the season, practicum and licensing evaluations and exams to come. Almost there though." He offered a smile and then poured his coffee, sipping at the deep black nectar as Circe spoke.


Confusion spread across his face seeing a three leaf clover, two wyrdstones and he shook his head. "Sorry. Think I'm missing some pieces because I'm not seeing the whole picture. Can you explain it to me? Also wouldn't a four-leaf clover make more sense?"

[Seraphina]

If Circe would accept, Sera would give her a quick hug. “Not a meeting without coffee.” A wink added to her friend.

Sapphires look from the shirt to the two stones, then back.

Grabbing a cup for herself, she sits, “Ok, lets hear it.” Ready to hear all about the new stone.

“It always feels so good when you are done for the season. Almost like you can take a deep breath and relax.” Almost was the key term. “Good luck on those! If you need help studying or fuel to help you stay awake, let me know.” A warm smile to him.

Back to the Summer, "I'll let you explain." she knew the idea, but not what had gone into it.

[Circe]

She nods in thanks again at the coffee. "Yeeeah," Circe shrugs as they talk school, " Circe gets her own cup of coffee, "Ah, vieni da me tu sexy caffeinato bontà."


Her ears bounced in joy as she drank her coffee, but then dropped down slowly. She eyed John. Then Seraphina. Did she not get it either? Sadness is clear in her tone as she speaks, "It's a shamrock," she taps the shirt, "Plant and," she wraps her ringed fingers on one Wyrdstone. It gives a hollow clink, "A rock that is a sham."


Circe sighs. Explaining jokes is always bad. "Okay," she sips the coffee and puts it down. Then she claps. Pauses. Turns to Seraphina, "Yer hubby going slow? Ya wear him out too much? Eh," she shrugs, "I explained this part ta Sera already John," she turns to John.


"Ya ever heard the saying, hide a tree in a forest? Somebody looks fer something, hide it with lots of stuff that looks the exact same," she waves her hand to the two Wyrdstones, "Some melted glass, battery powered Christmas lights, and bam!" She hits the fake with her ringed finger again. Scratching the glass this time. "Got a shitty decoy. I don't doubt any fae could tell the difference close up," she nods.


"But a mundy? Or at a distance? Or," she giggles as she recalls something, "Incredibly stupid enemy minions, oh ho ho ho! Funny memory, sorry, oh ho ho ho!"


And with that, Circe is losing her composure. That memory ended as expected for the too dumb to live hobgoblins.

[James Turner]

"True." He said, lifting the cup to Sera and tipping it in Circe's direction after, John was used to not sitting so he stayed perched a few feet from the carafe of coffee. Blowing off the top of it, his head dips back and forth. "Yea, almost. Holidays are bad for work." Cup brought to his lips as he took a sip, breaking it only to say; "I understood caffeine." Circe's mention of Rhodes got his eyebrow raised and glanced toward the door. He was the reigning monarch though so his workload has increased.


He nodded along, listening as Circe gave her spiel unable to hold the groan as she explained the pun bringing his palm up to his forehead as he shook his head slowly but he was smiling the whole time. He'd been thinking about the magic of the rock and how that couldn't be masked and it seemed Circe had already thought of that and she brought up good points about the Fae's more mortal servants though. "Don't the Others usually give their normal servants the ability to peel back our masks? Would it work with this? Are we only making one and locking the other up or the plan for a decoy in every home? Mind if I examine them?" Eyebrow raised, eyes looking over to the two stones. Might as well see if it can pass the sniff test at least.

[Rhodes]

The Dread Lord moves quietly into room. "Good Afternoon all. Not worn out," he eyes the Summer Queen wryly, "I just had to return a book to the Archive before coming here."

5 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-12-08 17:50:57	Rhodes rolls 11 to Int3+Occ4+1(Autumn) +3 (10 Again)	7, 9, 2, 1, 5, 8, 9, 8, 7, 8, 3	5 successes

He glances around, eyes flicking between the two stones. "Nice try, Circe. Tricks abound, you'll still have to get up earlier than that to fool an occultist of my calibre. The real one is on the left." He offers a small smile and takes a seat next to Sera, inclining his head to the Darkling. "How are you both?"

Rhode slipped a hand over Sera's crossed leg.

[Seraphina]

One of these days, Sera would find the time to learn some basic Italian, impress the Summer Queen with it.

There was a slow nod as the pieces fell into place. “Ah. Well, that makes sense.” Sure, she could be a bit slow sometimes, but not too often.

An eyebrow raised, “I’m sure he’ll be here soon.” Ignoring the wearing him out comment. “It is Autumn after all.” And he had been busy.

Eyes bounce from John to Circe, “See, this is why I said we need the guys input.” A sage nod. "Winter and Autumn ask better questions than a Spring does about these things." sad, but true.

But the Fairest does brighten up when Rhodes enters. It was good to see him out of the house, out of the library and into the world. Maybe she’d have to tease him about working harder than she currently does, a secret smile touching her lips at the thought.

Resting a hand over his, “This is part of what Circe and I have been discussing.” Giving the floor back to the Summer, who had come up with the idea and had made a replica.