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Thursday, 5th July, 2012, 05:53 PM #1
Myrmidon (Lvl 10)
Thursday, 5th July, 2012, 05:54 PM #2
Myrmidon (Lvl 10)
Most people avoid changelings. It's not that they're bad people, usually, its just that they're dangerous. Physically, sure. Magically, sometimes. But, when you deal with changelings, you're dealing with faeries, and that is where the true danger comes from. They're half faerie, and anyone who's clued in on the supernatural world knows to stay away from faeries whenever possible and to never ever make a deal with one. But, changelings aren't half faerie because they want to be, and they get swept into the politics of their dangerous parentage without warning and without consent, oftentimes making them the victims of their own birthright. And, sometimes when these problems arise for one of their kind, others, changelings and human alike, jump into the fray with eyes wide open. That's where you come in.
You're in Sylvan Hills in a big house owned by the changeling Michelle, Logan's adoptive mother for lack of a better term. She's getting along in years, but she still somehow has the energy to care for those children nobody else wants. Several young changelings have been running around excitedly asking why so many people are visiting, but she's been subtly shoeing them away. Now you're finally alone in the living room sipping on tea as the woman tries to put her thoughts together. You know she asked you all here because of a missing girl, though she didn't want to talk about the particulars until everyone had arrived. Now that everyone is here, and the kids aren't within hearing distance, she seems apprehensive, sitting on a big easy chair and looking down at her hands in her lap.
Finally, she takes a deep breath and looks up at each of you. You can see the worry behind her eyes, a quiet helplessness that only a parent can have for their own child. "Thank you all for coming. I hope you're all well..." She looks down at her hands then back up again. "I'm worried about one of the young ladies who used to live her, a girl named Sandra. I think she may be in trouble, and I can't get in touch with her."
Thursday, 5th July, 2012, 10:39 PM #3
Thaumaturgist (Lvl 9)
Logan is sitting on a plain three-legged stool he made a couple of years ago, drinking a bottle of root beer. "Sandra? And you're sure she isn't just keeping to herself, like usual? Nah, nah, I know," he says, raising a hand before his adopted mother can say what he knows is coming. "Mother's intuition."
He takes another drink from the soda bottle, making it look dainty in his massive hands. He looks at the other three people around the room -- the Warden, the shapeshifter, and the undead-fighting cop -- and gives them a half-hearted smile. "Shouldn't be too hard to find my little sister, right?"
Friday, 6th July, 2012, 12:02 AM #4
Spellbinder (Lvl 16)
Juno scratched her cheek, playing for time as she decided what to say. The fact was that Atlanta, like most major cities, had quite a few disappearances of kids in that age range...and most of the cases didn't have happy endings.
Instead of saying so, she pulled a little flip-book notepad from her back pocket and a pen as well.
"Few things to get out of the way," she said, "Information-wise. When's the last time you saw or spoke with Sandra, and where was she at that time? Also, we'll need her current address, or as near current as you can get."
Last edited by Shayuri; Friday, 6th July, 2012 at 12:06 AM.
Friday, 6th July, 2012, 03:44 PM #5
Malcom leaned back into the couch he was resting on, listening to Michelle talk about the missing girl and the trouble that she must be in. He felt out of place in this house of changlings; his long leather coat and unshaven face looked completely out of place with its walls without even going into Malcom's occupation. Wizards were rarely a welcome sight to the faey touched, meaning this request must have been a desperate one.
His British accent was heavy as he spoke, "I assume she was touched, do you know by what kind of creature?"
Wednesday, 11th July, 2012, 04:52 PM #6
Myrmidon (Lvl 10)
Michelle nods. "Of course... I can tell you a little bit about her. She was left on the doorstep here about twenty years ago. We don't know exactly who her faerie parent was, but I've always suspected it was sidhe with the way she took to faerie magic, and because of her beauty." Her head moves side to side once. "She always had the attention of the young men... made me worry so much..." She looks up and blushes a bit, meeting everyone's eyes in turn. "I think of her, just like everyone who comes to live here, as my own, you know."
She looks at Juno. "And, I can tell you where she lives. She's a very private young lady, but she knows I'd worry myself to death about her if I didn't know where she was keeping herself. She lives in Kirkwood, on Deleno Drive right across from the Rec in a duplex. I've been there a few times." Her lips purse. "You can try calling her, too, but I haven't had any luck there. Her number is 404-891-2328."
Pausing, her eyes wander downward. You can hear the sound of children playing in the next room, of feet hitting the floor and some young body running into something - perhaps a desk or chair. It's quiet for a moment, then the sound of footfalls continues, amidst quiet laughter.
Looking at Logan she continues. "I wish it were just mother's intuition..." She sits up. "As you know, representatives of Summer and Winter show up every once in a while trying to... conscript... us. Sandra had many callers, both Summer, Winter, and even changelings. All trying to use her." Michelle frowns thinking about those unwelcome visitors. "Sandra was very popular due to her talents with magic. But, when she moved out, they stopped coming around, I would guess to show up at her place in Kirkwood."
She sighs and leans back again. "A Winter sylph, Settias, came by looking for her two days ago. She was wearing a glamor, but I knew who she was. Since then I've tried calling Sandra. When I couldn't get in touch with her, I asked local pixies if they had seen her in Kirkwood." She shakes her head. "She hasn't been home in days. Something is wrong."
Wednesday, 19th December, 2012, 03:46 PM #7
Myrmidon (Lvl 10)
Bloody and bludgeoned, the ghoul inside with Juno and Malcom grabs its shoulder wound, dark and thick blood oozing between its clenched fingers. The look on its face isn't quite the pure malice that it was a few seconds ago. Now there's something else there, fear underneath the grimacing mask of its malformed face? It quickly glances toward the back door, licks its lips, and makes a dash for it.
The thing is fast, and its opponents have no time to react before the ghoul reaches the door frame. As their heads whip around to follow it, the two can see it stumble for a moment. As fast as its initial movements, it looks like the wounds it took are slowing it down. It pauses at the door, for only a moment but long enough to matter, looking left and right and squeezing its shoulder a second time. A few moments later, it takes off again - away from where Keira and the other ghoul are - and into the falling darkness of sunset.
It's companion outside isn't about to be left behind. The one fighting Logan and Kiera isn't hurt, but it is now cornered in by Keira, who is now in full were-form. This isn't quite what it thought it was getting itself into, and the sight of a bloodied ally fleeing a scene is enough to make anyone question the need of sticking around. Even a ghoul. It darts right then left to try to escape, and as fast as it is, Keria in her were form is just as fast. Precious seconds pass, and it takes all the ghoul has to just get out from against the wall. By the time it manages to break free, the other is just turning the opposite corner, and it turns the other way, running around the side of the house, but twisting its head around behind it to keep an eye on the cat as it runs toward the street.
Monday, 24th December, 2012, 12:12 AM #8
Spellbinder (Lvl 16)
"Mother..." Juno muttered a curse as the ghoul made a break for it. It wasn't FAIR that something that huge and strong would ALSO be that fast. That was the trouble with fighting spooks. They were spooky. There was always something about them that bent the world's pinky back, laws of nature-wise.
...not that she was much better, truth be told. But at least she wasn't so obvious about it.
Fortunately, if there was one thing that both of Juno's jobs called for, in abundance, it was chasing perps down. She'd had plenty of experience at it, and she'd gotten very good at it.
She was already pelting to the door when the ghoul paused to look back, and she almost had it then. But it whipped out and around the corner almost too fast to see, leaving her to dash after it, vaulting over the low hedge to cut the next corner and get a little ground back.
Her gun wasn't out. The last thing she needed was to have to explain shots fired in this neighborhood. Bullets were accounted for. You couldn't just show up with an empty chamber. Sooner or later she'd have to get a gun for her 'other' duties, but she wasn't made of money...a good handgun was expensive...
There it was...it and a friend. The one she was after had made the front yard and was heading away. The other one had gotten pinned down by...a panther? No, Keira. With that stupid speed, it had pulled free, but hadn't gotten far. Juno left that one to the others. She was focused on the one she'd been fighting. And truth was, now that it was a straight up footrace, it wasn't pulling ahead anymore. It could handle corners without lip service to inertia, but running flat out...especially with its injuries...was giving Juno an edge. She was going to get it!
Then...she stopped, blood draining from her face. She scuffed to a stop on the edge of the lawn and reversed course, jumping behind that big old tree in the front yard. "Keira! Malcolm! Logan! Heads down! Under cover!" Now her gun came out, but she stayed behind that tree...for some reason.
Thursday, 27th December, 2012, 03:51 PM #9
Malcom was less surprised that the Ghoul turned and run, he had been expecting it from the moment it went toe to toe with Juno. Ghouls were never bright enough to pick their targets well and the smaller framed Police officer was deceptively strong for her size.
Malcom was however, completely unprepared for the Ghoul to choose that moment to flee. Malcom bolted out the back door, following the speedy ghoul around the corner of the house. Malcom was not nearly fast enough to keep pace with the the creature, years of cigarettes injuring his lungs and a lack of superspeed built into his body's functions gave the ghoul a significant advantage.
Problem is, wizards cheat.
Malcom concentrated for a moment as he rounded the corner, gathering his will and focusing it into his blasting rod. He quickly raised it like a cowboy whipping his pistol up during a draw and aimed it square at the back of the ghoul, sending a wave of invisible energy in a single focused pulse more powerful then most bullets.
The pulse cut along the ghouls side as it threw itself out of the way, barely dodging the knock out blow. "Damnit." Malcom was about to fire again, when Juno's warning finally clicked in his head, Malcom's attention shifting from the fleeing ghoul to the coming car.
Monday, 14th January, 2013, 07:39 PM #10
Thaumaturgist (Lvl 9)
Logan sees the ghoul dash past Keira and make a break for it around the side of the house. He growls, then looks at Mara. "Please listen this time when I say stay here." The half-ogre turns and rushes for the front door, tossing it open (and nearly yanking it off the hinges) and running out to the front yard.
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