(1407) Someone Said Party At Your Place

[Jaqen]

Magni was next through the door, following Asps....well he was following Asp in. Magni was new to the city and had on a grin easily seen under his rather large beard showing an ease with new folks, or maybe he was just easy going in general?

He was tall, broad chested and looked like you'd imagine a blacksmith with a namesake of the Norse God of Strength might in the muscles department. Unlike some of the others he hadn't cleaned up a whole whole lot, though for him it was more than he'd done for public outings before. He still had on a pair of comfortable jeans that had fewer burn holes in them from stray sparks. There was a button down flannel on with the long sleeves rolled up and a Mjolnir pendant hung on his chest and his work boots that look like they'd been cleaned and polished recently. He also had a backpack with his tonfa in it and a six pack of beer. It wasn't much, he hadn't really found a job in the city yet but a gift for a gift was considered wisdom where he was from and it was what he could do at the moment.

"Hail!" he called out in a boisterous and thickly accented greeting to the group. Not a shout or anything, just loud enough to be heard over the din of music. He gave a wave to Asp, the only familiar face in the joint. "Hope there'sa few fine drinks to be had still, ja? All I could afford to bring was some yuengling." He said playfully, taking out the beer in offering and adding it to the pile of bottles that had been pulled out already.

Finally he turned to the group and looked at them all, ready to start the whole how-dee-do's that come with large new groups. The Icelanders hair and beard were a fierce mess, per usual adding to that crazed wild eye'd look as he leaned against the bar and took one of the beers he brought, cracking it open and taking a long drink to show he'd be drinking the swill and the spirits.

   1 potency each Supernal Sight/ Magic Armor

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-07-16 19:34:22		Magni rolls 7 to Supernal Vision/Magic Shield (gno+prime+HS) (10 Again)		2, 1, 6, 3, 4, 10, 10, 5, 3		2 successes

[Weavebreaker]

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Being a college student and rocking a Led Zeppelin tee, Weavebreaker looked every bit the part of a partier, but her roots were Southern Baptist and it was rare occasion for her to even drink. The stars were not in alignment for it to be any different today...

The twinkling motes of the magic spark were absent from her aura, and even the best mage sight wouldn't be able to discern a trace of a spell upon her tapestry. With the area around the campus being a hotbed for Banisher activity, she found more safety in blending in with the sleeping masses, than any shield or sight could afford.

Weavebreaker came in with the same caution, and when she finally made it down the staircase into the private lounge, she knew she needed more. It was a different beast in dealing with a room full of awakened, even if they were a part of the consilium.

Good intentions pave the road to hell... She thought softly to herself, knowing that some could be a danger without even meaning to.

"Hello." Weavebreaker gave a quick wave to Vincent and glanced around for a moment before deciding to give fair warning.

"Do not be alarmed...this is just a practice of unveiling for sight." Weavebreaker paused for a moment, making sure everyone was aware of what she was about to do and then proceeded with the simple mudra.

Her index finger and thumb of both hands met to form a diamond that she looked through with her left eye, as she focused on the image in her mind. In that moment, her connection to the Golden Watchtower that they all shared, flared.

Weavebreaker looked around the room, seeing the world in a different light. "How is everyone tonight?"

  Transform Aura (Sleeper) Cast Earlier

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-07-16 21:28:10		Weavebreaker rolls 10 to Transform Aura (10 Again)		7, 5, 1, 7, 9, 6, 10, 4, 7, 7, 8		3 successes

  Supernal Vision (3)

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-07-16 22:49:22		Weavebreaker rolls 11 to Supernal Vision (10 Again)		2, 5, 4, 8, 1, 1, 1, 10, 1, 5, 10, 6, 4		3 successes

[Leo Lockheart]

Leo took a deep breathe as he moved through the Byzantine. He knew a few of the local Theurgists, but didn't think for a second he knew them all just because Arrow Field Day happened. Still, doing all the sign ups gave him a good idea of who's who, and he was excited to see which of the mages he had met walked the Path of the Mighty. Asp, Weave, Ixidor, crazy Mad lady who shoots people because moody bitch.

Oh, the fun times.

With a smile Leo made his way to the meeting room wearing his regular attire. A black pair of jeans and boots with a navy blue T shirt and a black hoody that obscured a small bump on his lower back probably made Leo the most somber sight in the room. The First Talon scanned the assembled mages, silently nodding to each in turn. "Hello all." He says with a small wave. Most of the faces he at least recognized, but his gaze lingered on the hipster looking Ermac and crazy eyed Magni just a little longer then the others. Definitely going to be more interesting then the last get together.

"Hey Reverb!" He calls over to the host as he makes his way to the bar. "Mind if I get this started?" Yeah, Leo knew vaguely what to do for a small group like this. He just needed his babysitter to skip town.

  Pot 3 OR, Pot 2 SV, both cloaked

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-07-16 23:52:34		Leo Lockheart rolls 10 to SV (WIT + Occ + Prime+2 HS-2 Advanced Prolongation) (10 Again)		5, 1, 7, 7, 2, 4, 7, 8, 9, 6		2 successes
2014-07-16 23:52:14		Leo Lockheart rolls 7 to OR (STA + Ath + Life+2 HS-2 Advanced Prolongation) (10 Again)		8, 3, 3, 5, 2, 8, 10, 3		3 successes

[Cryotic]

  Unseen Shield Active|6pot Supurnal Vision

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-07-17 03:38:20		Orpheus rolls 6 to Supurnal Vision for Angelpalooza (-2Adv24hr +HS) (10 Again)		10, 8, 8, 10, 8, 7, 3, 8		6 successes
2014-07-17 03:36:44		Orpheus rolls 11 to Unseen Shield for Angelpalooza(-1 Mana 24hr) (10 Again)		3, 10, 2, 7, 1, 10, 9, 7, 10, 1, 10, 3, 6, 6, 9		6 successes

Orpheus was a bit relieved to be walking into the Byzantine. Whether or not he was about to catch some social flak something about the place was simply relaxing to the Obrimos. If there was a Hallow here it would have an awesome resonance.

Not that he was about to go snooping about, that was rude and liable to get him laser blasted or celestially burnt.

Once the Mystagogue gets to the Mage-only area, he does a quick survey of the room. Some new faces, apparently. Some old ones too, Weavebreaker, the name came back from further back in the mental records than he'd been expecting.

Orpheus finds himself a spot, deciding for now to let people come to him in light of Leo asking if he could start

[Star]

"Maybe..."

He grinned at Asp. Just a little. The hand holding the bottle of Patron bobbed twice. Then people started piling in, and he kept shifting to the side. Slide. Step. Slide. Step. Like a little piece of flotsam working it's way around a cove.

Clark Kent AKA Nous' Thang. Just playin'. It was probably business.

Business, yo.

Then Redbeard the Pirate. Was that English?

Some chick. Polite. Kinda wordy? But polite. Nose ring. Maybe it was a Tool.

Then Leo. C-Fire's line of sight, yo. Ixidor wouldn't mind if he just... shuffled... there. Holy cow. He could barely see around the rock star's hair.

Lastly? Herald. Who was totally silent. BIG SURPRISE. He found it comical beyond belief that the only person that didn't have a single word to offer about anyone... was the Herald.

Seriously, bro? I do not think that word means what you think it means.

...and then everyone just stood around.

...and stood.

...and stood some more.

His eyes flickered around. Maybe they were all doing Telepathy thing? And shut the new guy out?

"Dude. Is it, uh, always like this? Standing around, all sucking, with nothing happening? If this is all there is, I'm peacing out."

He meant it as a whisper. Really. To Asp . Or his new duet partner ( Ixidor ). Either. They were Right. There. Except maybe it was a little loud. A little bit of Buzzed on the volume dial. Whatever, yo. Angel Badger don't care.

"...With this Patron. It's the Silver."

Turn down for what ?!

48 Hours Y'all

[Sirith]

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.

Faith was Late.

Yeah, sure, working on projects and talking with the investors and on-sight inspection of the last project was keeping her busy lately, but only as she checked the calendar app in her phone she realized how busy. As the phone painfully showed her that she has the meeting in five minutes, the race started. The woman never-ever rode back home, got changed and put the make-up on so fast as today (though this one time during finals after the third semester might be just a little bit slower).

I need to start organizing my shit better. FUCK.

  Cast in the car, SV Pot1, Mage Shield Pot2, -2 mana for Cloaking

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-07-19 06:10:58		Faith rolls 6 to Magic Shield (Gnosis+Prime+HS) (10 Again)		8, 1, 2, 10, 1, 7, 7		2 successes
2014-07-19 06:10:43		Faith rolls 9 to Supernal Vision Rote Wits+Occ+Prime+HS (10 Again)		2, 5, 5, 2, 9, 7, 4, 4, 2		1 success

After making sure everything is in order ad all the spells are cast, she goes to Byzantine, all properly fiery (because fuck if she's not gonna be fiery on Obrimos meeting, and fuck people telling redheads shouldn't wear some colors - she knows she's rocking everything) under the today merciless sun of Sacramento, her hair let loose (again like a fire), the silver pendant visible, a few of big thin golden(ish) bracelets on her wrists.

Smile and act naturally, girl.

The redhead shoots a bright, wide greeting smile to everyone as she enters in normal pace (stiletto heels, always a nice disincentive to run) the club VIP area and nods to whoever seems like a host today, but just after that she just says "Hello" at the volume as to not to be rude and get anyone in the word and approaches Ixidor.

"Sorry", she whispers to him. "Did I miss much?"

[Ixidor]

Ixidor was about to clarify that he had only been forced to use cassettes long after they weren't the thing out of necessity. But then everybody shows up, and he gets a little distracted. First Asp... well... no secret why that's a distraction. Then there's some cat giving him that look, that said he's just putting together the Adrian Isaacs thing, then Volstagg rolls in with beer, and some girl in a Zeppelin tee waiting until she gets into the room to start making Mudras. Does she not have a Sanctum, for that kind of thing?

By the time he thinks it's safe to say something, here comes Mister Serious Business, and Verb giving them all the bad news. He waves a hello when he is introduced. And by wave, that is, he throws up the horns.

He snickers at Faith's whisper, leaning down to whisper back. Except it's not really a whisper. Maybe not as bad as Cut's had been, but still easily heard.

"Reverb just calmed us all down by reassuring us what a safe and stable place the Consilium of Sacrament is. Only you know, not."

He gives her a look up and down. "Love the dress! I think I need another drink, now, though. Feel free to join, if you like. Apparently, we also need a Dee Jay. Not it."

With that, he follows Cut and Asp over to the wet bar, the empty shot glass in his hand, still. On the way, he points casually to the public caster and offers her a "Nice shirt." Whisper

Ixidor slides his confiscated shot glass in front of the Field Day Champion and points to the bottle Cut had brought with him. "Try some of that. It's not that Cuervo crap that you bury in a margarita; it's the the real deal. Cross

"I'm gonna try another something different. Maybe barf later. See how many new bottles we can crack open before Reverb gives us the proper-noun Stern Look."

He leans an elbow onto the bar, trying to share something with just the other two, "So did another Obrimos really just suggest I ditch fire for a E-cig? Although, it might be funny to turn one of those little things into a taser."

Hide in the corner and smoke one or two? Yeah, right. In other words: don't smoke.