(TKTM) Some Things Don't Belong Online

[Jhet]

Mornings are for gardening. Repairing the world to an orderly state of chaos. Mornings were not for being spent covering up the ill tempered and ill conceived actions of some idiot newbie mage shooting lightning from his hands; or the poor judgement of a mage that should know better. She came attired in a pant suit. Not practical for the weather, but practical for hiding firearms under the jacket.

It was coincidence that had brought her to the Circle on the day--so far as anything is coincidence. She was talking in between set-ups for an informercial for some face care product that would be purchased by people who either had too much time and money, or people who needed a solution for something that wasn't within their control and couldn't afford the medical opinion. It paid her bills and left her plenty of time for socializing.

The topic of a freak electrocution death is not something to just gloss over, so she did some googling. It isn't hard to find the darksacramento website, and even if the source of that information is not particularly reliable. There are enough signs that she finds herself at the Circle to check in and make sure it is being addressed.

The steps outside are fuller than she expects and she climbs up the steps to the group at the top. "Is there purpose to the congregation gathering on the steps, or is it just fate that I find you all standing here idling on your way inside? I am Nous, or Elle sometimes. I'm here seeking information on what travels wires that the most holy and daughter of Minos may be interested in procuring." She stood, barely tamed hair fluttering in the breeze, with her hands crossed in front of her in supplication.

Active Spells: Fortune's Protection Potency 1, Armor 3

  

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-05-22 09:09:45		Nous rolls 4 to Fortune's Protection (10 Again)		2, 3, 2, 8		1 success

[Snarlequin]

"Sure. All of the Wise are siblings in spirit, right?" He asks Cut, in response to his question. The fifth person to show up introduced herself and it was blatantly obvious that chit chatting out here was not going to work."Morning Nous," he gestures at everyone with the drinks "Cut, Mandy, Samus, Autolycus. Cut set the meeting up, Samus came on her own. I brought drinks. Mandy had a good idea. Let's fly on inside so we don't need to talk in code?"

While he's talking, Autolycus moves one of the drink caddies towards Samus for her to pick her poison. He brought enough for everyone after all.

[Zodiac]

Mandy waited just inside, shaking her head further as she reached into her messenger bag to pull out a bottle of gatorade, holding it out to Cut. "Get your electrolytes back." Gatorade - she usually had that in stock. Especially after overheating in Israel...

Ushering the others inside, she absently made note of the other names - she wasn't really liable to forget them. Samus, Autolycus, Nous... "Please, come inside and take up a seat. We'll see if we can't compare notes, shall we?" the woman suggested, "since at this point I think it's fair to assume we're all here for the same purpose."

She hesitated before rolling her eyes and opening the Gatorade herself, handing it rather pointedly over to her comrade. "Seriously, Cut, just drink it. A hot beverage is going to burn your tongue if you go chugging it." If this was the kind of thing they pushed on people staying here, she was damn glad she wasn't staying here.

[Star]

More female! He should have moved to Sacramento years ago. Seriously. Maybe junior high and high school would have been more bearable. Funny the way girls preferred letter jackets over decks of cards. No appreciation.

"Hi, Nous, Cut," he answered the new arrival with all the flowery words with a gesture to himself. A mental note was added to ask Mandy who Minos was. She'd know. Handy Mandy. He sure didn't. Didn't know much about 'most holy' anything, matter of fact.

"...and caffeine is everywhere, that gold star you're willing to trade away so easily... that's rare stuff," he directed at Samus.

She'd had a long morning? He'd just run around a whole block! Perspective, please.

After Mandy had uncapped the Gatorade, he accepted it, and proceeded to drink a quarter of it. Immediately. He'd thought the earlier comment was... just a comment. Not an offer. Who carried Gatorade around? Whatever the answer to that mystery was, he approved.

"Thanks."

That came out as a small gasp too, from the length of his drinking. Wiping his mouth on his sleeve made it match the stains down the front of his t-shirt from dribble. Wonderful. He pondered the drink in each hand, and decided to finish the Gatorade first, then return to the latte. Unless they wrapped up first, and then he could just toss it. He followed them inside, electing to remain standing. Sitting would be great, but who knows if his legs would work when it was time to stand back up? Pretty sure they were ready to full on revolt. Whatever those muscles were called, down there, they weren't happy. At all.

"Anyway, so, from what I read, we have two eyewitnesses? Blue and Decimal? Then a pot-stirrer? Is that what everyone else got?" he asked, gesturing with a cup and a bottle as he spoke. He liked having things in his hands; usually, a pen or deck of cards, to keep them busy, but these occupied them for now.

He tactfully omitted the ad for pills. He was good, in that regard, even if he was the only one with the ability to corroborate that fact with recent experience. But... it was a pretty damn good deal, based on what little he knew from the spam in his inboxes.

"Just asking, you know, in case there was other stuff I missed."

'Cause he'd had running to go do. He was a runner.

[Jhet]

"Purposes might be the same, but methods are always the sticking point." She walked in to find a place to lean further into the building. A stack of coffee not offered means that it doesn't need to be politely declined. Sharing is not always caring, and she made certain to provide for herself before coming out and doing any work. Granola on top of oatmeal with fresh fruit of whatever is available at the farmer's market does nicely and keeps her in fighting shape.

"The troll certainly seemed quick to mix metaphors to rile up the thread. And unless someone found something useful in the advertisement for penis enlargement or viagra or whatever it was, I think that sums it up nicely, Cut. Anyone have any clues where to find these people from the forum?" She stares at Cut while she compliments him not knowing if he was just tired, jumpy, or just naturally jittery.

She feels slightly odd dressed like a police detective from some police procedural and wishes she could eschew the outfit in the future, but that doesn't seem likely. The sandy tan of it makes her feel even more out of place in this cathedral facsimile. She doesn't know why, but she does feel uneasy about it. Maybe it's just the day and the task ahead of her that makes her feel uneasy. She smells lilac in the air mixed with the slight staleness of being indoors.

"Does anyone know if their names were in a newspaper article on the electrocution? That's the place I'd think of looking first." She's new, but she has ideas. Best way to ingratiate oneself is to be a team player. Go team...

[Snarlequin]

Autolycus puts the drinks on a table or counter, any stable spot that will hold them really. He grabs one and sips it while listening. "It happened in South Sacramento." Autolycus shakes is head in disagreement with Nous. "The report should say where it happened, yeah. Blue17 and Decimal are the ones who saw it, they're the loose lips that need to be taken care of right now. We can look up their post history, see if there's anything that can narrow down where they're at."

He pulls out his phone and fires up the web app, navigating to the bookmarked thread. "Anyone good at lying? We could message them about a face to face, show some faked evidence. Maybe track them home to make sure they don't have any actual evidence?"

Cross , do I need to roll Investigaton?

[Snarlequin]

Auto starts swiping through the posts on his touchscreen, looking for clues and occasionally sipping his latte while the others brainstormed.

Swiper no swiping wasn't going to be the mantra of the day, it seemed.

  Intelligence + Investigation total 7 success over 25m

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-05-26 02:07:18		[05] Autolycus rolls 5 to Intelligence + Investigation (10 Again)		10, 9, 10, 3, 9, 1, 3		4 successes
2014-05-26 02:07:18		[04] Autolycus rolls 5 to Intelligence + Investigation (10 Again)		1, 7, 3, 9, 6		1 success
2014-05-26 02:07:18		[03] Autolycus rolls 5 to Intelligence + Investigation (10 Again)		7, 6, 6, 1, 7		failure
2014-05-26 02:07:18		[02] Autolycus rolls 5 to Intelligence + Investigation (10 Again)		2, 10, 7, 2, 6, 7		1 success
2014-05-26 02:07:18		[01] Autolycus rolls 5 to Intelligence + Investigation (10 Again)		7, 6, 5, 9, 5		1 success