(Hedge Storm) Last Chance Saloon

[Forn Clakes]

Everyday has been the same; wake up, got to the War Room, talk, talk, talk. Move out, and guard Amtrak, the last bastion for the freehold. Sure, certain fae have their own places dotted around, but these are few and far between.

In the end, its Amtrak and the disused carriage that acts as the Hollow Commons where this war will be fought and won. Its a shame that so many mundys have to move about unknowing that battles are being fought around them.

Or is it? Who cares if a mundy dies here or there? Surely, they could help? Who wants to take the risk? No, they must remain ignorant and unhurt...ish. This is war, right?

And so, it was in this mundy filled rail station that the fae of the freehold of Sacramento scouted before heading out for provisions, weapons, information, etc. All the necessary things a good army requires.

This scene is for those waiting for the return of the drop, and to get a feel for Amtrak, the mortal side. As stated above, it still needs protecting and must be scouted everyday. Please state what your character is doing, and if you wish to leave to another part of the freehold, please start a new scene. Many thanks

[Lesingnon]

Rick Pereg
Autumn Mantle 5

Rick was already up and about, already in the war room. An early bird, literally and figuratively as the case was. Sure, a bit more sleep would have been nice. But having a Sovereign out and about in the area before anyone ran off into the mundane world was essential. The Freehold couldn't really afford to lose track of anyone. And with some of the 'Lings leaving to pick up the drop it would be important to know who was nearby that could be sent to support them, if worst came to worst.

[Nightfall]

Alice White
Nightfall

Nightfall and Alice arrived, him still munching on an 'everything' bagel. It was strange to not have their favorite bullnettle around for breakfast, as if Sam's moments of silence were... more silent.

Doing the rounds meant concealable weapons; which for him, meant his normal toggle coat and pool cue case. Now, though, the heavy weight of a P556 weighed down one inner pocket. The heavy, cold steel made him think of Alice, and all the time she'd spent teaching him to shoot. Long fingers, which were never made for triggers, reached out and found her hand. Where it belonged, beside him.

"He'll be fine," he said, breaking the silence.

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[Forn Clakes]

*Bing Bong*

The tanoy rings out through the Amtrak station, signalling another train about to depart, full of mundys getting on with their daily lives.

Amongst the hustle and bustle, Terri was sitting at the coffee shop, an untouched and cold latte resting on the table. With her burns on show, people would often double-take at her but she had gone past caring what they thought. So long as they stared, it meant they were horrified, and people are usually scared of what they don't understand.

No-one understood. No-one had been there the day the Seasons burned to the ground. She had survived. Looking back on it, she still didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse.

And so, she sat and watched, waiting.

[Xerxia]

Xerxia sits on a bench across from the coffee shop pretending to read a newspaper and drinking her own latté as she keeps an eye out for any potential members of the Ear.

It was the same routine as every morning, but she has among the best set of eyes aside from the new Autumn King. Her khukris sit hidden beside her, the sheathes held to the inside of her handbag.

There generally wasn't much anger among the mundies except for the general grumble of having to get up early and go through the same monotonous day. An occasional bump or two would flare a few emotions, particularly if their coffee was involved, but otherwise there was little she could draw from.

[Fu]

Fu gets up from his chair and walks towards one of the doors.

"I'll going to go on a patrol. Anyone want to come?" He says it deadpan, patrols have gotten old and tedious really fast.

[Alice White]

Alice entered the room munching on an egg sandwich and dressed for the day, which included street cloths and a jacket in which she could conceal her weaponry. She clenched her fingers around Nightfall's and nodded to him. "You're right, he's a survivor."

She finished off a large bite and when she finished chewing turned to her lover, "So, care for a morning stroll while we wait?" She asked noting Fu's question.

[Nightfall]

"Sure!" Nightfall agreed, enthusiastically.

Perhaps a bit too enthusiastically.

"Wait, you said 'morning stroll', didn't you?" he deflated, winking at her.

He nodded to Fu. "Just us three, then? Let's do it."

[Fu]

Fu nods with a hint of a smile on chunk of stone he calls a face. They can kick ass which is what matters right now..probably or running away really fast. Like Ranger but Ranger didn't run fast enough and they got him...

"Alright, after you?" He says to Alice. Whats worse than a boring patrol? A boring patrol where you get lectured.