Mage: The Awakening PbP - Nemesis

[Aenion]

“Winnie has passed away,” the man makes a grimace, “that is unfortunate, I was looking forward to seeing her again. Well if you cannot honor my request, can Thessaly honor it, I am in need of shelter and a few days rest.”

"I believe she can, if you stop dodging my bloody question. Who are you?"" Morrigan replies insistingly. She kneels down to have a look at the man's injury if he lets her, "And who, or what, did this to you?"

ooc:
intelligence+medicine 5 dice to check out the wound

 

[Tokiwong]

Finally she says, "Lets just say I inherited more than just a bookstore from my grandma. This looks like family business. Maybe sometime I'll be able to tell you about it, but not now...you're not ready, and honestly I'm not sure I am either. I think you should be getting back home for tonight. I'll be okay. Come back or call tomorrow, okay?"

Smiling sadly, she starts edging into the store's door, but not closing it until she's heard Cymbeline's response.

Cymbeline nods slowly, realizing. She steps back, “Okay… I am not sure what is going on here, but if you need me, call me okay?” She turns and walks away.

Inside the Monkey’s Paw

Morrigan gets 4 successes on her Intelligence + Medicine roll.

“Ah I apologize,” the stranger says, “I had thought I had mentioned that already. My name is Gawain, I am of the Mysterium and I have come quite a distance to seek Sanctuary.” He turns slowly to Thessaly, “My god, you look so much like your grandmother when she was younger, I am sorry to presume but you must be Thessaly.”

He pauses as a trickle of blood forming on his lips, “I am afraid I would stand if my injuries were not so immediate. But I require the right of Sanctuary, if only for a few days to recover from these injuries.”

Morrigan checks him over, and can see he has been shot in his shoulder and has a vicious stab wound in his side. At this point it seems to have missed any vital internal organs, but she would need to spend more time looking to be sure. Gawain smiles, “It would be best if you locked the door, I am sure that I lost them… but one can never be too careful in these dreadfully barbaric times.”

Harlequin

“I am no man in blue,” the stranger replies, “I am afraid that whoever it is you are seeking I am not them. But you mentioned the Monkey’s Paw, I actually know exactly where that is.”

“And if you are here to protect someone then we both have a mutual interest, Harlequin. That stranger you arrived with worries me, a dangerous rogue element can certainly stir things up in a small town like this,” the man continues as the two men walk down the avenue. A police car slowly drives by and the man waves with a cheery smile, the officer returning the wave.

“Ah yes the Monkey’s Paw,” he says with a slight gesture to a storefront two buildings down. He stops, “Give Thessaly my best… ah, and before you ask my name is Shishi. Have a good evening.”

Out of the corner of Harlequin’s eye he sees someone dart into the alley alongside the Monkey’s Paw.

 

[Festy_Dog]

"I'm glad we share mutual goals. And you're right about the stranger. He wasn't carrying any luggage so I don't think he plans on spending long here, so if he does have plans they'll be acted on in the very near future. I'll keep an eye out, but this isn't my turf and I'd hate to tread on the local Guardians' toes."

Harlequin's brow furrows as he spies the figure dart into the alley. Trouble?

"Anyway, a pleasure to meet you Shishi, and a good evening to you too. I hope we get a chance to work together at some point," Harlequin replied, nodding respectfully.

If Shishi wasn't the 'man in blue', but was expecting Harlequin's arrival anyway (or rather the arrival of a devilish fool), it was highly likely that Jester was simply letting Harlequin know that he knew where he was. For better or worse. Or maybe there were other forces in play in this sleepy town that Harlequin wasn't expecting.

But of more concern in the immediate moment: the alley. Harlequin trundled up to the alleyway entrance and set down his luggage. He wished he actually owned a firearm at this moment, but some subtle magic had always done the job. From his sidewalk vantage point Harlequin studies the alleyway intently, attempting to locate whoever wanted to go unseen without magic. Failing that, he lets the minds of those in his vicinity speak for themselves.

If the individual can't be located by mundane means Harlequin casts Sense Conciousness - 8 dice.

 

[Tokiwong]

But of more concern in the immediate moment: the alley. Harlequin trundled up to the alleyway entrance and set down his luggage. He wished he actually owned a firearm at this moment, but some subtle magic had always done the job. From his sidewalk vantage point Harlequin studies the alleyway intently, attempting to locate whoever wanted to go unseen without magic. Failing that, he lets the minds of those in his vicinity speak for themselves.

If the individual can't be located by mundane means Harlequin casts Sense Conciousness - 8 dice.

Harlequin can easily see the individual trying to reach a window, he can tell by the posture and shape that it is a woman and she isn’t exactly trying to be quiet. Or more correctly she is trying to be quiet but really does not have the knack for not going unnoticed.

She leaps up and grabs the window sill and slowly tries to pull herself…

 

[Festy_Dog]

"Excuse me miss, I believe there's a bit more subtlety required in illegal entry to a premises," Harlequin says, smiling broadly.

He had a tendency to assume the worst, that way any eventuality was relieving in that it wasn't as bad as he had expected it to be. That said, this was far from what he expected but while his mouth was curved into a charming smile his eyes were analysing the woman for any signs of potential problems.

 

[Tokiwong]

"Excuse me miss, I believe there's a bit more subtlety required in illegal entry to a premises," Harlequin says, smiling broadly.

He had a tendency to assume the worst, that way any eventuality was relieving in that it wasn't as bad as he had expected it to be. That said, this was far from what he expected but while his mouth was curved into a charming smile his eyes were analysing the woman for any signs of potential problems.

The woman a very attractive and striking chocolate skinned woman smiles nervously, her hair in braids. She speaks slowly dropping to the ground, “I… wasn’t trying to break in not really, I mean I was. But not to steal anything, I know these people…” The young woman sighs, “That sounds all wrong, I really… please don’t call the cops, I wasn’t trying to do anything wrong.”

 

[Festy_Dog]

Harlequin laughs and lowers his guard somewhat, placing his hands in his pockets. She didn't seem like a threat, and while part of him said that an unthreatening and attractive girl made her a large threat he was particularly good at ignoring it.

"Cops? Not a chance. I'd be happy to forget all about this if you answer a few questions though," Harlequin was after all what he considered to be a superior form of police officer, "You know the folks here at the Monkey's Paw then? What's going on that would prompt you to enter through a window?"

While listening to the young woman's answer he dug around in his courier bag for the photo of the girl he was meant to be protecting. Once he found it he intended to wait for her answers to the initial questions before showing her the photo.

 

[Tokiwong]

"Cops? Not a chance. I'd be happy to forget all about this if you answer a few questions though," Harlequin was after all what he considered to be a superior form of police officer, "You know the folks here at the Monkey's Paw then? What's going on that would prompt you to enter through a window?"

“I am not sure if I should… I mean they are my friends and I am just worried about Allison. There was blood on the door, and then hr friend had a gun, and I am just scared. I mean this store is really weird and haunted… I don’t know I just feel like I need to do something… I feel it… I…” she pauses.

“I am sorry I just don’t want to get in trouble or see her hurt,” the woman replies, she pauses and glances over Harlequin shoulders, “Is that your friend?”

 

[Festy_Dog]

"Hmm?"

In the back of his mind Harlequin felt as though it was a certainty that when he looked over his shoulder he'd get a knee in the delicates, but that was the same little voice he had been ignoring before and it wasn't going to change after a few seconds.

Harlequin glanced over his shoulder, expecting (and yet not) to see perhaps Shishi or the potentially trouble-making stanger.

 

[Shayuri]

Thessaly hesitates, then locks the door behind her and comes over to where Morrigan holds Gawain at bay.

"Hi...yeah, I'm Thessaly. As for Sanctuary..." she looks up and around. "This is no medieval chapel, but you can have sanctuary here, sure. How did you know g...Winnie? And who did you lose?"

Then she sees the bloodstains, the pained grimace, and Thessaly's cheeks burn bright red. "Omigosh, you're hurt!" she bleats. "I'm so sorry! Here, let me see it...I can help."