(Grey Hoods) Warehouse U

[Saber Sloth]

There is a tense silence before Colin stomps forward into the light. "Better to be an ambusher then an ambushee, can't ever trust you freaks hah!?" he tried to growl out in his less than impressive voice, glaring at each of the Lost in turn, "Don't gotta hide 'way you're freak self monkey girl, still remember you." there's a sneer on his face. Out of the Grey Hoods, Colin and Matty are the ones who could see the Changeling's Miens, though it seems, out of the four gathered Grey Hoods, Matty isn't here.

Gun Girl slinks into the light after Colin, gun sliding into her waistband, strangely quiet, and slides into place near Shotgun. Who's frowning at Colin.

Baseball Bat rolls, his eyes, "Yeah. Let's get started." moving around to press his hands on the table, "What the fuck." he says, more than asks. Very clearly not offering any information about the mutated-frankenstien'd corpse on the table.

If you want to get straight into examining the corpse can I get a Int+Occult, or an Int+medicine

[Sonnie Wu]

"Is 'freaks' the best insult you can come up with, dude?" She smiled pleasantly at Colin as she stepped towards the jigsaw puzzle of body parts, "Nevermind, let's just check this thing out, or I'll die of old age before you impress me." She couldn't quite restrain herself from teasing the jerk, but she could have said worse.

Curious as ever, Sonnie leaned towards the corpse. A coroner, she was not. However, the Beast knew some measure of the strange and supernatural, and so she put that knowledge towards the task.

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-09-30 23:04:57	Sonnie Wu rolls 4 to Int + Occult	2, 3, 2, 7	failure

Beast Brain struck again. The intuitive leap of logic just didn't connect. With a smirk, she stepped back and nodded sagely. "That... is definitely a dead body." A deep and insightful analysis, to be certain.

[Circe]

Circe starts with a slow nod. "Okay, tactically sound but diplomatically?" She shakes her head as she holds up the gym bag, "Insulting the folks giving ya free armor and more?" She lowers her arm and her ears flatten to 90 degree angle from her skull. Her expression goes as flat as her tone, "Ill advised. But yes, let's see it."

"Also," Circe decides to move towards Colin and drops the gym bag a couple of yards from him before turning on one foot to quickly head to the corpse she says over her shoulder at Colin, "Fer insults, I gave my alias as Bitch. Try ta remember."

The Beast is very observant. Beasts weren't known for intellect, but neither were Fairest. Still, her flat tone remains, "Thanks Bouncy. But be ready ta play whack a mole if it goes zombie."

6 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-10-01 15:00:51	Circe rolls 8 to INt + Occt (10 Again, WillPower)	8, 8, 7, 4, 10, 9, 7, 9, 9	6 successes

Stats & Equipment

Keys for the place. Shoulder holster Colt 45 with 3 clips, 3 Dream-a-Drupes flasks, hedgespun multitool, hedgespun glasses, wrist watch, smart phone, lighter, wallet, bubblegum, smart phone, black business suit, thin bulletproof vest, black athletic shoes. Leg holster with Makarov and 4 spare rounds. Gym bag with two grey hoodies with armored torsos.

[Seraphina]

The insult thrown at Sonnie pisses her off, and she feels her Mantle bristling from the emotion. How dare he insult her?!

Sapphire close briefly, focusing on her breathing, making a snide comment back wasn’t going to help anything.

But seemed they were going to play nice. For now.

Taking advantage of the cease fire of sorts, she steps up to the table, sapphires on the corpse, studying it. She hears Sonnie and Circe, but is focused on whatever is on the table.

7 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-10-01 17:04:22	Seraphina rolls 5 to Study the Corpse? (Int+Med) (10 Again)	9, 10, 3, 10, 10, 10, 10, 6, 9, 1	7 successes

Hedgespun jacket(+1 INT, +1 DEF), Hedgespun Necklace(+1 singing), dagger, 2 bottles of water, bag of trail mix, gauze and medical tape, notebook with pencil, compact with mirror, cell on silent

Health 7
WP 3

[Gerrit]

So much for diplomatic ground covered. Apparently the insensitivities blurted out by Titania back then still caused the Grey Hoods to hold a grudge. But at least the gun got holstered.
Some heated words were exchanged but judging from Sonnie's and Circe's reactions the Lost were not here to escalate anything. Good. Gerrit felt tinges of irritation stir beneath the cold sheet of composure he usually kept - this whole situation felt more and more like a powder keg and less like peace talks.

Still, he followed the others' example and took a look at the corpse (which may or may not be a fake, a trick).

Dramatic failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-10-03 16:52:13	Gerrit rolls 6 to check out the body (Int 3 + Med 3; curse) (10 Again)	2, 7, 2, 5, 8, 4	1 success

No, he was sure: this had to be some kind of set up. But to what end? "Something's not right here." He muttered those words through his teeth without realizing it. Bloodshot eyes looked for Circe's. Was she seeing it too?

Stats and Equipment

Health:
Glamour:
WP:
Armor 4
Defense 1
Hardened Mask
Obdurate Skin: -1 Dex to all rolls, +4 Armor, -1 Defense.


Equipment: Backpack (Rope, first-aid kit, hammer)

[Saber Sloth]

One thing that Gerrit had right that he knew that there wasn't something right here. Moving closer to give the 'body' a once over and the Ogre can tell, it's not. It's a good fake. Hollywood quality, for sure, but definitely a fake. Hell, they'd even gotten it to smell right. Cloying and pungent, that stink of decay, but, hey, wasn't there a flower that could do that....?

Sonnie takes a gander, sees a weird dead body. Smells right, looks wrong. But she can't make heads or tails of it.

The brief glimpse in front of Funderland had her thinking Frankenstein, and a closer look has her still thinking the same. Circe might not be an Autumn, but she is a Summer, the Summer and she has a mind for threats. And this...thing. Is - was - one. Large, bulky, interrupted in the middle of exchanging parts, looks like. Nothing hedge-bound comes immediately to mind, but the Hedge was myriad as was the denizens. That this corpse hasn't poofed into bits and bobs ruled out some fucked up Fetch situation, but left waaaay to much open. Gut had her thinking that it wasn't something Hedgey, but some mortal fucking around with things beyond their ken.

Whatever the fuck it was, it went down hard Circe can see a tapestry of violence there, Shotgun had definitely used his weapon of choice.

Sera gets in close, and begins her examination, she's equal parts horrified and fascinated. Frankenstein comes to mind for the Nix as well. Beyond the wounds she can see that took this thing down, the bullet wounds, the knife cuts, and the still stuck in nails that were from Baseball Bat's baseball bat.

This close she can tell the body isn't just a mutated something, or anything she'd ever seen in the Hedge. But bits of human and wolf stitched and stapled and glued together. The industrial staples, and thick tread look new and hardly worn, and if she had to guess this wasn't medical grade glue, but maybe something you'd find at a craft store. One leg was in the process of being restitched. With the state of it, this monster couldn't have used it to move.

Likewise, he wolf's head has been clobbered together from several wolf heads, and this wolf head wasn't some macabre mask placed over a head, this was this creatures new face. Stitched, and glued and stapled in place. Two separate tongues one sewn to the other, and under those a flat stump of what had been there before.

"Yeah no shit, something's wrong. Fuck. This thing fucked off with Matty!" comes Gun Girl, "Elena!" screams Colin with his squeaky voice, while, Baseball Bat and Shotgun level a look at her, "What? we agreed to come here to get help. With you fucks, doing your alpha bro whatever - we'll be here for-fucking-ever!" a breath, "Our friend got, got. Can you use this....thing to find him?"

[Circe]

"Che cazzo? Questo è banale? Mondano?" Circe whispers in shock as she comes to her own conclusions. She takes out her phone to take a picture. And yup, though she quickly deletes it. "I think," Circe stands up and takes a step back from it, "This thing MAY have been a work in progress. Someone was swapping parts out when ya wrecked it. And it feels off from our usual shit."


Then she looks at Mr Shotgun, "Good grouping by the way," nodding her approval. "Good news and bad news that I can see." She sighs. Then inhales loudly, "Fer both, it feels more like some dumbass read Frankenstein and took it as inspiration. Our shit has a vibe that I ain't really getting it from this," she waves her hand at the corpse. She also breathes in again, "So Frankenstein's groupie might not be fairy bullshit, since this doesn't vibe that. Good, because this, uh, Matty," she looks at Elena but doesn't wait for confirmation, "Isn't going through tortures in fairyland. My personal experience, it sucked. Bad news, we hafta search fer him in town and fer the Frankenstein groupie who may or may not know some fae bullshit that they really shouldn't have. Sadly, [b]I[/] can't pull a bloodhound trick. Ya get see anything else Goldie?" She asks Seraphina. Then starts in surprise as she looks to Baseball Bat, "Where'd ya find this thing? I might sus something outta that."


Circe was regretting not bringing her laptop. If they'd an address, she could have searched cyberspace for ownership now instead of later.

Stats & Equipment

Keys for the place. Shoulder holster Colt 45 with 3 clips, 3 Dream-a-Drupes flasks, hedgespun multitool, hedgespun glasses, wrist watch, smart phone, lighter, wallet, bubblegum, black business suit, thin bulletproof vest, black athletic shoes. Leg holster with Makarov and 4 spare rounds.

[Seraphina]

Sapphires widen in both disgust and awe as she looks at the corpse.

Without looking up, “Looks like you threw everything you had at this thing.” It wasn’t an insult, not at all.

“This looks like something from Frankenstein. The staples are industrial, and there is no way this is medical grade glue.” It didn’t look like it anyways. Looking at the leg, she had questions. “Was in already injured when you guys came across it?” not many things could move fast missing the use of a leg.

Who the hell was messing with this?!

“Someone actually stuck multiple heads together, this is not a mask, these are different wolf heads.” Stuck together.

Stopping, she looks up, “Wait,” she begins, “this thing actually made off with someone you know? Even with its leg that wouldn’t have functioned?” was she missing something? “Where was he taken? As to using this to help find him?” a shrug, “I mean, someone is going to be missing and looking for this thing.” That was almost a certainty.

Glancing to Circe, she debated asking her if it reminded her of something…of someone. But they got rid of Him…and it just didn’t fit what He was doing.

Shaking her head, “Pretty much what you got from it, aside from whoever did this is an amateur without access to medical grade things.” And she doubted the wolfs were chipped, but you never know. “I wonder if the wolfs head is, well, chipped. It might be a long shot, but not many people have access to wolves. I think figuring out if any sanctuary is missing some, or if any seem shady would be a good place to start.” But, it was a long shot. “As to Fae bullshit? Maybe, I’m not aware of any science that could let this, well, function.”

Hedgespun jacket(+1 INT, +1 DEF), Hedgespun Necklace(+1 singing), dagger, 2 bottles of water, bag of trail mix, gauze and medical tape, notebook with pencil, compact with mirror, cell on silent

Health 7
WP 2

[Sonnie Wu]

"Sorry about your friend, but why come to us?" Sonnie asked, genuinely curious. Whatever that corpse was, it wasn't of the fae. "Was Dracula not answering your texts, or...?" She shook her head, then, dismissing her own question.

Bloodhound trick. If only she could. She should really learn to mimic a dog's sense of smell. That'd be really handy. Something to ask Fugly about.

"Chipped?" The Beast considered the possibility, the nodded. "Good chance of that, if these are real wolf heads. There's a couple wolf rescues in California, if I remember correctly." She was usually more concerned with monkey sanctuaries. "They gotta worry about poachers, after all."

Health 8, Willpower 4, Glamour 6

Gear: Hedgespun Boots (+2 SPD), Hedgespun Staff (+2 DMG), Hedgespun Coin Pendant (+2 DEF). Messenger bag, smartphone, snacks, goblin fruit (2 blushberries and 1 coupnettle tea in a thermos). Plastic keychain of a cartoon cloud with a face blowing wind.

[Gerrit]

Gerrit felt a surge of pride when his suspicion seemed to be correct. But then everyone else seemed to be lapping up what the grey hoods are serving them. Could he be wrong? He took a step back and thought this through. The hoods seemed to be on edge, they don't quite agree on how this is supposed to go. This was either genuine or also part of the act. Come to think of it, Colin and the girl have been hiding pretty badly. So this was just an elaborate set-up?

But if they wanted to catch them off-guard they already had some opportunities. It got more confusing the longer Gerrit thought about it and that frustrated him. Should he openly ask Circe or the others what made them believe that that body was not fake? That would put the others on the spot and that could lead to many unforeseeable reactions. He didn't want that.

The alternative was to catch them in a lie. And surprisingly it was Sonnie who had the best approach for now. Sure, the Lost had offered to help if anything came up, but why reach out now - especially after how the last meeting had ended? "Could you tell us the whole story?" He expected them to half-arsedly evade that question by claiming there was no time for that. But maybe they would indulge him.

Stats and Equipment

Health:
Glamour:
WP:
Armor 4
Defense 1
Hardened Mask
Obdurate Skin: -1 Dex to all rolls, +4 Armor, -1 Defense.


Equipment: Backpack (Rope, first-aid kit, hammer)