Philip arrived at 11:30 PM at the Ultra Park Lounge again, or rather an alley a couple of minutes of walking distance away from it after a short drive from his place. He was wearing his take on party clothes: fresh jeans, an orange shirt, his gray jacket and gray-green running shoes in case of the need for a chase. He kept things practical. This time, he`d made sure to keep his poached ashes, SSD and desktop-replacement-aptop at home. No need to change my computer setup or get uncomfortable questions. he thought. No trouble with traffic lights or indeed many others on the road at this time of night meant he was able to get there quite fast, much to his surprise.
The instagram had been way too convenient. And he didn`t know what he was going to do about it. He didn`t consider himself strong enough to take on abyssal creatures by himself and yet he knew he had no one else to rely on. Witch had been a complete blank for days and none of the other mages in the Consilium had seemed interested. And then there was the ethical questions because Philip was not a killer and inwardly squirmed at the uncomfortable situation with all the variables that Fate had handed him by having him go to that bar again. Clearly, whatever this was, if it was some abyssal entity posing as Mothisa after her death, they were a walking veil breach just by existing. Darren Greenfield`s role in this had to be ascertained. And this breach was supposedly at this club now. And it fell to him to do something, anything, about it. To that end he`d brought:
Equipment: 1L plastic water bottle, lighter, cigarette pack, can of hairspray, order-tool-slash-smart phone and first aid kit in his backpack. Wallet with ID, car key, permits and membership cards, $50 cash
He would have his trusty hairspray flamethrower one way or another. So he`d go with the flow and spring whatever traps fate had planned. For a price. I hope I at least get due recognition from my fellows for this. he thought, equally about his associates and his colleague mages. Having parked his car a good distance away from the lounge to not attract attention from clubgoers or unwanted security cameras, this had come with the risk of being further away from it in case of the need for a fast escape or chase. Before exciting it, he knew he`d need Fortunes Protection for the night against the many potential threats that could be arrayed against him.
2024-03-24 06:36:29
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Philip Crosen rolls 7 to Fortunes Protection (Gnosis 3+Fate 4) (10 Again)
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7, 6, 1, 8, 5, 8, 7
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2 successes
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So he cast his spell as quietly and unobtrusively as he could. That was despite not seeing anyone else with him in the alley he`d found for himself. You can never be too careful. he thought, as he excited his vehicle, his fail with Superlative Luck from the other day still fresh on his mind. So he strode towards the Ultra Park Lounge with purpose in his step while taking a good look around, relying on his wit to spot anything out of the ordinary and taking stock of his sorroundings. That was, of course, after scanning the place thoroughly for cameras. He was paranoid and knew he was out of his depth that evening so he was taking no chances, hoping against hope that fate for once agreed with this judgement.
2024-03-24 06:37:51
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Philip Crosen rolls 6 to Perception (Wits 3+Comp. 3) (10 Again)
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1, 2, 10, 6, 1, 1, 7
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1 success
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Per RAW and ReubanBrightwood`s approval, I will move forward by considering the new stats, such as arcana, live as from this new scene, despite this being a direct continuation. I hope this is ok.