(Loyalty Is,) Spillin' Secrets

[Saber Sloth]

Aug 2019

(Loyalty Is,) Faces on Posters

Sep 2019

(Loyalty Is,) El Rancho Motel

Oct 2019

Flowers and Flames

Dec 2019

(Loyalty Is,) Edna's Aftermath

Dec 2019

The Loss of Another

Jan 2020

(Loyalty Is,) What Remains

Jan 2020

(Loyalty Is,) The Source

Mar 2020

(Loyalty Is,) Diner Destination

Apr 2020

(Loyalty Is,) The Great Spider Bazaar

Apr 2020

(Loyalty Is,) Funderland Findings

Apr 2020

(Loyalty Is) Steps Retraced

Jun 2020

(Loyalty Is,) Spillin' Secrets

Jul 2020

(Loyalty Is,) Behind Door 17

There's been a plot surrounding the Freehold. Enemies planted around, who thought they had been ever so carefully hidden, but alas, many of Sacramento's Lost have found out bits and pieces of the tale, enough that most of the Lost know about the Orchard, or the Moving Market, and of names, like Queen Anne and Iron Meg.

Today, within one of the many meeting rooms within Funderland's office the Lost will meet. To share the secrets they've uncovered, and to hear more from the a source. With the Monarchy, comes a hobbling Wizened. Knee bent funnily, with burlap for skin, and a bag for a head. Nose pressing out, and a concaved space where she's breathing thorugh her mouth. Her eyes are flat buttons, though they seem to gleam with a watchfulness that mundane buttons cannot match. She holds a lifeless Autumn mantle, the orange leaves, falling and scrapping at the floor around her.

Like their other meeting rooms, there is a long table with cheap office chairs surrounding it.

This Scene is open to everyone who's been a part of the Loyalty Is plot line, as well as anyone else who would like to join up!

Circe Origins Seraphina Orianna Rhodes Xadun Yumyumcrow Anatole Sonnie Wu Abyssalstar Titania Vincent James Turner Shane LadySin Yamiyo Lillich Stray Bugul Mark Angel

[Seraphina]

They finally got to rest. Enjoying a hot bath and meal, and just spending time with each other. But it was over too soon for the Nix. As they had information to share and plans to make. If she was being honest, she wanted to shut the doors, lock them, and just cuddle and spend time with Rhodes. Lost in their own world. Reality sucks sometimes.

Throwing on a green sweater dress and suede boots, she heads for Funderland. The gloves on her hands matched the dress perfectly.

In her arms she had coffee, waters and pastries for whoever came. A little more life in her steps then when she got home earlier.

“You doing ok?” she asks Baghead, “Need any Tylenol or anything?” she was sure that knee had to hurt. She’d help her sit if needed, placing a water and pastry in front of her. Taking the seat beside her, she gets herself a coffee.

[Saber Sloth]

After the Spring Queen arrives a depressed looking man with Coals for eyes and a limping Spring mantle peaks his head around the door. When he pulls into the room, everyone can see the silhouette of a flaming heart in his chest. "Hi I'm Bobby....I'm here to, uh help." says the Elemental before he looks at Baghead and his mouth falls open. "Shit." he curses, and takes a chair away from the Wizened.

Abyssalstar reminded me I forgot Bobby, so here he is!

[Sonnie Wu]

After some time resting at home and scrubbing soot off of her hedgespun boots, the time had finally arrived. Sonnie Wu returned to the Funderland meeting room.

She sure was spending a lot of time in these rooms, lately. Last year, she didn't even know where they were.

The door opened about a foot, and she poked her head in. Her eyes took in the current occupants, and she gave Sera a small, relieved smile. "Thank Kong you're back! Did you get any of my texts?" Her expression was instantly curious as she looked over Baghead.

Stop staring, Monkey.

Snapping out of it, she opened the door full and walked inside. The Beast came dressed in blue jeans and a women's 49ers football jersey. Her long hair was in pigtails. "Guess I'm not the only one with a guest."

"I see you've met Robert... and he's met your new friend..."

[Circe]

Seraphina was quickly followed by a woman that could have passed for a lawyer given her attire save for the fact most knew who the Summer Queen was. And the mantra she was speaking, "Caffè caffè caffè," as she drank that exact liquid.

She also had a briefcase of incentive in her other hand, and still has her laptop case on her shoulder. "Yes," was her blunt answer to Sonja, "Ta both. No signal in the Thorns, sorry," Circe's apology is lacking but she really needs coffee. Circe puts the briefcase down in the corner. She takes off her suit jacket and laptop case to reveal she is carrying a full shoulder holster. She leans her back against the wall.

"Aaaand our new friends have met already? Well that is fun. And informative," she didn't know shit about what it meant but Circe wasn't going to let Baghead and the dude know that.

[James Turner]

James slipped in, foot falls soft as shadows licked at his eyes. Those pitch black orbs taking in the body language, the unspoken tension reading the relationship between Bobby and Baghead. That they knew each other was clear but he looked to study if there was an unease, animosity, all the unspoken things people hold in their body.


"Greetings everyone. How are you holding up Bobby? Do you need anything?"


He had a brow raised for the spoken question and again to the room for the unspoken one. He wasn't going to ask it, he wasn't going to waste everyone's time and breath and have them do this song and dance for everyone that came in. He'd hang in the corner, back to the wall so he could keep tabs on the two guests and the door at the same time. Propping a foot up on the wall and leaning back casually as he tucked his hands in his pockets still smelling like a freshly smoked cigarette.

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2020-06-08 18:30:25	James Turner rolls 7 to Reading Tension (Wits + Empathy) (10 Again)	10, 9, 9, 7, 3, 6, 2, 1	3 successes

[Anatole]

Anatole arrives - feet stomping heavily, sunk inside a thick coat that looks several decades old (and is much too wintry for the current climate). The coat reeks of faded cigar smoke and by the angry look on his face, the wizened dwarf can smell it too. He misses James Turner greeting by minutes and muscles his way quickly into the room.

"Ah. Here we are. At last."

He grunts in a haughty voice devoid of emotion. His eyes swept the room, bounced over Bag Head and Bobbie with a certain sour curiosity.

"Who are these? Other Freehold members I've missed? Friends or allies? No matter, we need all the help we can get."

Not waiting for a response he stomps over to Circe and Seraphina

"I think you'll find this all the evidence you need of those Elemental's connection to your Orchard. They were selling this and more at a Goblin Market."

He plonked the Sleep Potion down on the table with smug smile framing his beard.

[Circe]

"So," Circe nods to Bobby, "This fella is Bobby?" she sips her coffee then gives a tiny wave to the man, "Hiya Bobby."

"Thank ya Anatole, this'll go well with all the files we've garnered," the Autumn gets a simle from the Summer Queen. Who then shakes her head at Anatole's question, "Nope they ain't members. Baggy is a friend ish," she smiles at Bag Head then shrugs, "The dude I don't know from Adam or Eve."

"I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that ain't medicine fer insomnia," yes she had to make a joke as she continued to sip coffee. "Is this everyone whose gonna be in the room?"

Left unsaid is the implication there would be others outside the room.

[Rhodes]

Rhodes appears, leaning on the door, looking around.

"So. You got back, nare a scrath," He says to Anatole, with a hint of dry humour. "Impressive." He was pleased to see the dwarf. That he came back with even more evidence? It spoke volumes of the Leaden Mirror's skills.

Emerald eyes rest on the unknown face of Bobby as he enters the room fully, Mantle twisting a lazy chill in his vicinity. "Calm down, dear boy, I'm not in the mood for any more fights before I've had some coffee." A quick asking glance is flicked to Circe, before turning to Sonnie and John. "Friend of yours? Is he Sworn?"

"Looks like we all have tales to tell. Lets start simple, shall we? How did the return tot he Motel go?"

Straight to Business. It seemed they had a lot to cover.

[Seraphina]

Sapphires watch the depressed looking man enter, who was he? Did she miss something?
Bobby.

“Um, hi Bobby, I’m Sera.” And here to help? Ok…but who invited him? She was confused. Then looking from Baghead to Bobby, “You know each other?” a gloved finger moving between the two. Because if so, things were about to get very interesting.

“Hey girl!” she greeted the monkey, happy to see her, “Texts?” taking her cell out of a small bag, she looks at it, “Oh. Sorry. After we got back, I crashed. It was a long. Long day. Which I can explain when everyone gets here.” A smile offered. She’d never used as much Glamour as she had in the Hedge.

A nod to Circe as she came in. “Looking forward to learning the story behind that one.” Grabbing a water for herself.

Small wave to John when he appeared. Seemed he knew this Bobby guy. Just what had been going on while they were in the Hedge?

The smell of smoke was noted, both from John, and now Anatole. Yuck, such an unpleasant smell. Watching as he put a bottle on the table, “They were selling it?” well that adds a twist to the whole thing.

“She’s sworn to a Pledge to help us.” She clarifies. Not really a friend, but walking a fine line between enemy and friend.

A warm smile appears when Rhodes walks in and she relaxes a bit. The Nix always feeling more at ease and safe with him there.

“Then I suppose it’s a good thing I brought some.” Offering him a cup. And with business started, she takes her water and leans back in her chair.