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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Clock Tower
Subject: Kibbles and Bits
“I think sticking together is a good idea,” Bas was almost surprised by the tiny blonde’s agreement and his eyes slid, briefly, in her direction as she continued, “We should be careful—who knows what plots that blow up trains could do to a lone person?”
“There isn’t anything else out here but the town,” Eve returned as she rummaged through her bag and, after a moment, produced a flashlight from it, “which is where I am heading. I am not going to stop anyone from doing the same.”
“And people often believe I am what they see me as rather than what they do not see,” Bas rumbled, more to himself than anyone else, as he watched the woman follow the light out into the town, “and, just as often, have died for those misguided perceptions…” A hand disappeared into his duster, then, and reemerged with fingers wrapped around the grips of a sawed-off shotgun. He flipped the weapon open, ensured that both of the shells were in their proper place, and slapped the thing closed before returning it to it’s place inside his coat and stalking off behind the red-headed woman.
He hadn’t gotten far when he heard and heard the little blonde one skittering along beside him. He barely managed to maintain the growl that the perky little girl’s proximity to him evoked but, with a bit of effort, choked it back before it reached his throat. “Hi,” she chirped, looking up at him with her all-too-innocent face, “I’m Guinivere. What’s your name?”
One corner of his mouth may have twitched a bit – the beginnings of a smile, perhaps? – as his wolfen eyes locked to hers for an instant. “Sebastian Crowkiller,” he replied tersely, “Bas, if you find it easier.”
Posted on 2009-09-15 at 19:56:54.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction: The Clock Tower Q&A
Subject: Ow! My spleen!
*pokes Meri back... just cuz it's fun*
One post from Mr Cantankerous on the way. 
Posted on 2009-09-15 at 17:56:43.
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Topic: Stare into the Night Q&A
Subject: Meh... I can think of worse places to be!
As long as no one asks Alex if "this makes me look fat" we should be in decent shape. 
Rassafrassin' Mondays, anyway! We can wait for the post if we have to, Nimu, but just barely. 
Posted on 2009-09-15 at 17:32:28.
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Topic: New Spores of Itanlok Q/A ~ 1
Subject: Neither a follower nor a leader be!
 Wait... that's not right! (Again, I blame the ale.)
Nevermind....
I'm all for the "general consensus" whatever that might be... We can always recruit another player (there's quite a few newbies hereabouts, of late, and I'm certain that one of them would be interested in hopping aboard Rennan the Accursed springs immediately to mind, for some reason) or we can simply NPC Ayrn's existing character (I'm pretty sure that, between our esteemed DM and the caliber of players we've got in line here, it would be easy enough to manage that way)...
There's my two coppers! 
Posted on 2009-09-15 at 17:26:13.
Edited on 2009-09-15 at 17:29:10 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: NFL Football 2009
Subject: Crippled wombats?!?!
Suh-weet! I might actually watch football if they've changed things that much!
Patiently awaiting Hockey season....
Posted on 2009-09-15 at 12:47:24.
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Topic: Stare into the Night Q&A
Subject: Back. And to the left!
Conspiracy? Us? 
No way, Sib... we're just... ummmm... peelin' onions! Yeah! That's it! Peelin' onions!
P.S. There is so much that I could post for Alex already but I figure I'll wait for Nimu to get a post in edgewise, first, and then cover all bases at once... Poor ol' Sharpe's got a hotty at the door, a bast givin' him mental raspberries, and a slightly-left-of-center fencer giving him the third degree about being a magician all at once! Where did I say that scotch was?
Posted on 2009-09-14 at 19:01:38.
Edited on 2009-09-14 at 19:04:28 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: New Spores of Itanlok Q/A ~ 1
Subject: Per Almerin's direction...
...I blame Hammer's oversight on the ale!
Post from Crully en route soonishly.
Posted on 2009-09-14 at 17:46:10.
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Topic: RDI Party Game
Subject: I did not know that...
...there was actually a game for that kind of thing. 
And here I've been all these years, slugging down the "adult sodas" and clacking away at the keyboard when I wanted to party at the RDI.
Spiff-a-licious!
Posted on 2009-09-14 at 17:45:01.
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Topic: Stare into the Night Q&A
Subject: Funny you should ask about bottles...
...because I was just thinking about that very question, myself. I kind of figure that Alex has whatever's left in the bottle above the kitchen sink (which, I don't think is more than enough to fill the empty flask in his hip pocket, atm). Could get to be a bad scene before long, eh?
And I'm just loving the sudden complications... A typical day-in-the-life-of-Alex, it seems!
Posted on 2009-09-14 at 17:35:18.
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Topic: Stare into the Night Q&A
Subject: ;)
We would expect nothing less. 
Posted on 2009-09-14 at 16:13:53.
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Topic: Stare into the Night Q&A
Subject: Uh-buh-duh-buh-duh...
Moly hoses! Alex completely forgot to look at Penelope's essence!
Posted on 2009-09-14 at 15:47:33.
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Topic: Witchcraft: Stare into the Night
Subject: Hellooooooooo, NURSE!
As Alex emerged from the hallway and into the storefront he stopped in his tracks, surveyed the place for a moment, and then, dumbstruck, shoved both hands through his hair. His fingers laced together on the crown of his head in hopes of keeping his skull from popping off and, his eyes wide as he scanned the room once more, he mumbled; "Oh... Damn... There's no way I'll be able to hide all of this."
Aside from the evidence of his life without her that had been layered on top of it, the shop hadn't changed much since the last time Emily had been here. The bookshelves were still stocked with volume after volume of materials regarding The Craft and related subjects; display cases and shelves still hosted collections of crystals, herbs, incense, candles, athames, and almost anything else a practicing Wicce (or some Goth kid just trying to freak out mommy and daddy) could ever possibly need; and the small Altar that Emily had built to perform her blessing when the store opened still remained on the small table at the very center of the shop. For the first time in years, Alex saw the place with fresh eyes and, awed at the enormity of what faced him, couldn't help but stand there gawking... and thinking; Rosie, kiddo, I hope invitin' you in doesn't bring the block down.
Haven't I been telling you that it's a little much, Smoke's voice, with its I-told-you-so inflection, asked.
All Alex could do was nod dumbly for a moment. Then, casting a glance over his shoulder and seeing Janelle still working at feeding the cats, decided that he'd probably be best served to just take care of any clocks that might be obvious and not worry about the rest. If she asks about any of it, he thought as he unglued his feet from the floor and moved to drape a "Phases of the Moon" tapestry over the old grandfather clock that stood near the cash register, I'll...
You'll what?
...I'll worry about it then; that's what.
Alex was halfway through his 'quick clean' of the shop when two separate noises simultaneously snatched at his attention. The first was the sound coming from the kitchen that sounded like drawers and cabinets being opened and rummaged through...
What the heck is she lookin' for? Alex wondered as, having noticed it laying open amidst the clutter on his desk, he picked up Emily's Book of Shadows and turned as much of his attentions as he dared towards the source of the second sound.
Someone had knocked on the front door and he had been about to shout out "it's open" before he remembered that it wasn't... he hadn't come back in through the front door when they came back from the store neither, since he had gotten distracted by straightening up the shop, had he taken down the wards that he habitually put up around the place when he and Smoke were out. "Crap," he grumbled under his breath before hastily collapsing the webs of essence and heading for the front door, "hope this ain't gonna be Joe, again, already. If he didn't think I was off my rocker last night, he'll likely come in here, find Rosie, and think I've really gone off the deep end..."
"Doin' okay in there, Rosie?" He called back, more to assure himself that she hadn't stuffed herself under the sink in an attempt to hide from a clock than out of any worry that she might be breaking anything.
If Janelle had replied to his question, though, Alex wasn't sure... or just flat out didn't hear. Having reached the front door, his gaze had abandoned from its uncertain perusal of the hallway to the kitchen and turned to see who might be waiting for him to open up shop. It wasn't Joe.
Holy... God... Alex blinked and then couldn't help but stare at the vision of loveliness that stood on the other side of the door. Despite the way he had laughed at Smoke's earlier suggestion that he try and 'get laid' and his rationale as to why he wouldn't, the one thought that streaked through his mind at that very instant was; Please let this be one of those lonely wives that Smoke was talking about!
When, after a moment, he actually realized that he was ogling the woman and had yet to even open the door, though, Alex shook his head, offered a sheepish smile, and proceeded to unlock the door. "Sorry about that," he said, still unable to stop soaking the visitor in with his eyes, as he pushed the door open, "I wasn't... uh... I mean... I was expecting someone else... Can I help you?"
Posted on 2009-09-14 at 15:44:36.
Edited on 2016-03-07 at 07:05:13 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Stare into the Night Q&A
Subject: Oh yeeeeaaaaah...
...I'd forgotten the books... and the fact that I do have an actual character sheet for good ol' Joe that I whipped up while attempting to put some more meat on the character, so to speak.
Anyway... gboy, if you'd like the sheet I have for reference purposes, I'll be happy to wing it your way... Also, not opposed to you revamping the sheet all together and tailoring Joe your own vision.
Posted on 2009-09-13 at 14:44:59.
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Topic: Stare into the Night Q&A
Subject: There she is!
I loves me that li'l kitty-face!!! *gushgush*
Okay... Now that I've been all fluffy...
This here posty type thingamado is to announce gboy's interest in and acceptance of picking up the role of Joe Kelly. *fanfare of trumpets, clinking of glasses, random farting noises*
Ought to be fun to see where gboy takes the character and how a mundane reacts when he finds himself immersed in the supernatural, eh?
Welcome aboard, gboy!
Post away as you see fit.
Posted on 2009-09-12 at 20:56:03.
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Topic: No comments about this yet?
Subject: *pokes fingers into ears*
*scrunches eyes shut*
I can't hear you!
LA LA LA!
You're not talking!
LA LA LA!
(repeat loudly as you wish)
Shhhh! Dude! Don't tell me anything until I've had a chance to see it!
It's on my "to watch" list and I'm sooooo close to seeing it... Shhhhhhh!
Posted on 2009-09-12 at 20:49:45.
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Topic: Witchcraft: Stare into the Night
Subject: This is just too easy... I love it.
If you're not carrrrrreful, Smoke's ecstatically lazy voice purred in his mind as Janelle continued to pet her, she might rrrrrrrrrreplace you.
Uh-huh, Alex smirked thinking his reply in her direction as he reached over to rub a finger under the bast's chin,and then it's long nights of homework, bags of Meow Mix, and dodgin' clocks for you, sweetheart. Have fun with that.
"Not really," Janelle had replied to his previous question, "Although... you know, we always seem to come across each other like this or you visit me at my place... what's your place like?"
My place? Alex hadn't been prepared for that and his eyes ticked to the girl in the rearview mirror, then to Smoke, back to the road, and then completed the circuit again before he could stammer out; "Uh..."
Great, Smoke offered, snickering in his head, except it smells of scotch and dust.
And tuna and cat hair, Alex snarked back, his eyes sliding back to the bast before flicking back to the rearview. "Kind of a mess," he shrugged, regarding the girl, now, "but we like it well enough, I guess. Wanna see it?"
"Yes," Janelle's head bobbed enthusiastically for a moment, then Alex saw her eyes shift to the groceries in the seat beside her and then regard her watch, her expression going all uncertain, again; "I have this milk, though and if I don"t get home in time..."
"I do have a fridge, Rosie." Alex chuckled, already turning the car in the direction of home as opposed to continuing on to the girl's apartment complex. Watching the smile return to her face, then, Alex crushed out the remains of his cigarette in the near-full ashtray and, deciding that his headache had eased enough to handle it, turned on the stereo... He thought it was funny that The Stones were cranking out Time is on My Side at that moment... He wondered if Fate was a DJ... with a frigged up sense of humor.
"Okay then," Rosie chirped, her ponytail bouncing crazily off her shoulders when the nodding started again.
"Okay then," Alex grinned as Rosie and Smoke continued their 'bonding' and he returned his attentions to navigating the streets of Old Town.
A few minutes later, the Chevelle rumbled to a stop in the alley behind Sharpe Eye Investigations. On the way here, Alex had been reminded that one of the main reasons that he had never invited Janelle over was because, aside from the mess he'd made on top of it, the front of the place was still the same 'occult book shop' it had been when Emily was living. Janelle, despite the essence generator that she was, seemed to be completely oblivious to the fact that she was Gifted, at all, and was as in the dark as much as your average mundane where the Craft was concerned... The Craft? Yeah. That wasn't a bad movie. The chicks in it were kinda hot, anyway... Alex and Smoke figured it was best to keep her that way as long as they could - Alex wasn't sure he had the skill to properly coax the Gift out of her safely and Smoke figured that if he so much as tried before she was ready, the results would be disastrous - and, since they weren't exactly sure that something in the shop might awaken Janelle, they had done what they could to keep her clear of it so far.
Since Janelle had actually asked, though, and Alex couldn't think of one good reason to deny the girl a little escape from her 'everyday,' he'd had to come up with some way to make sure everything was in order where the shop was concerned before he walked her face-first into it.
"Here we are," he said, stepping out of the car and retrieving the groceries from the back seat, "home sweet home, for what it's worth."
Janelle scooted out of the car immediately behind the groceries and Smoke, after a leisurely stretch across the front seat, pounced to the pavement and slinked towards the backdoor. Nudging the car door closed with his hip, Alex balanced the groceries in the crook of one arm while his free hand sought out the proper key for this seldom used entry. He snickered as Smoke made a disappointed inspection of the two empty pie-tins that sat by the door and, before her human could unlock the people-sized portal, slipped into the house through a recently installed pet door.
"I know," Alex sighed, playing along with Smoke's display as he unlocked the door and toed it open, "Your little buddies need food, too. Gimme a minute, would ya?" He grinned at Janelle, then, pushing through the door and inclining his head indicating that she should follow. "Smoke's always naggin' me about somethin'," he laughed, depositing the bags on the counter between the sink and the refrigerator, "Come on in."
Before Janelle got across the kitchen, Alex looked up at her from the array of groceries he was unpacking. "Hey, kid," he smiled warmly, "could ya do me a favor and fix Smoke up a plate of this salmon and a saucer of milk? Maybe toss a can of tuna in those pie plates out back for the toms in the alley? I probably oughta go and check the machine, see if there's any work waitin' for me, you know?"
((OOC: There, assuming Janelle doesn't refuse to help out and feed the cats, Alex will take this opportunity to go and make a sweep of the shop. Secreting away anything too obviously magical, covering up or turning around any analog clocks that might be visible, etc... and yes... checking the answering machine... feel free to interject anything you like. ))
Posted on 2009-09-12 at 20:30:00.
Edited on 2016-03-07 at 07:25:38 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Stare into the Night Q&A
Subject: Talk? To Eol?!?!
Holy bejeebers! I dunno that I'd wanna do that, either... in fact, if I wasn't him, I probably would avoid it at all costs!
I've got some thoughts, of course, and some may even be addressed in Alex's next post... "My place? Er... uh... ummm..." What do we do about all the books and the symbols of protection and the herbs and the talismans? Hooo boy! I hope she doesn't get an overload just looking through the door!...
Posted on 2009-09-11 at 19:20:26.
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Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: Peanut butter stuffed monkies? LOL
The monkey, filled...
Posted on 2009-09-11 at 18:50:02.
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Topic: Stare into the Night Q&A
Subject: My two cents....
If Alex and Smoke were actively trying to keep Janelle from "awakening" (until they were sure that doing so wouldn't be disasterous) I'd imagine that Smoke has never overtly spoken to her... maybe tossed a "suggestion or two" out telepathically but not anything as obvious as to make Janelle go "Holy Crap! That cat talks!" By the same token, Alex has probably never gotten to "in depth" with much talk of the supernatural either where Janelle is concerned...
Now... considering that Alex and Smoke basically live in a Wicce Library and/or Occult Shop, might Rosie's first visit be a bit of an eye-opener or, instead, might it be just another "curiosity" to the little essence battery? Hmmmm... the plot thickens... let's stir it, shall we?
Posted on 2009-09-11 at 18:46:48.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction: The Clock Tower Q&A
Subject: LOL
I don't figure Bas likes much of anyone, really... I imagine he was your standard "out of control werewolf" type before hooking up with the Nomads, here, in the recent past and, as part of that code has only just started even trying to accept that others are useful.
Bas isn't likely to attack Kenneth unless he's provoked, of course... Just very irritated with him, in particular, because he had to listen to that incessant clickity-clackity for the duration of the train ride.
Posted on 2009-09-11 at 16:38:39.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Clock Tower
Subject: I hunt... with this?!?!
A wolfish grin spread across Bas’ face as Eve dared to meet his gaze… and hold it. A challenge, little rabbit, His head canted slightly to one side as the thought (and the instinctual urge to answer a challenge with violence) breezed through his mind but his eyes never wavered from hers, or the defiance of the dying?
No… you’re no rabbit, are you, little sister? He waited, locked in the staring contest with Eve, for an answer that he knew wouldn’t be forthcoming even as the chatter of the others floated to his ears…
“Thank you… Honey, are you okay?”
“I will be...”
The wheelchair bound woman and her mate…
“What about the others? The other passengers,” the man continued.
“Dead.” Bas whispered the word, his gaze still fixed firmly on Eve, before Carrie’s gasp of realization and spoken concurrence with his own estimation.
“I’m heading into town,” the little red-head said, finally diverting her gaze from the Indian’s as she set about adjusting her pack, “If I run into anyone on my way I’ll see about sending help…”
"Don't you go and get the police or anyone of that sort, okay?"
The Clickity-clack rabbit with his damned laptop… Bas’ head didn’t turn in the man’s direction but his eyes shifted sidelong to regard the angst-ridden little suit and the hint of a snarl ticked one corner of the Feral’s mouth…
"I mean, chances are they already know; those explosions should've woken up the whole town for crying out loud,” Kenneth tittered on, “In anycase, what can they do? Maybe put out a couple of fires, but we're in no real condition to need a hospital trip or anything.”
“Why don’t ya just piss yourself, now, and get it over with,” Bas grumbled, forcing the urge to throttle the life out of this one back down into the darker recesses of his spirit.
"Speaking of other people... where is everyone anyway?" Carrie asked, wheeling herself back to the general group, "There's no staff... just us."
“Dead,” Bas repeated the word, this time above that grave-dirt whisper in which he had first uttered it. He turned to face the rest of the group, himself, then, and let his eyes sweep appraisingly over them even as his ears stayed tuned to the sound of Eve’s retreating footsteps as she made for the exit. “Gone,” he amended, after studying them for a long moment, then, with a faint sweeping gesture at the lot of them, “There is only us…”
Can’t wait to find out why, in seven kinds of hell, the Moon Gods would stick me in a pack like this!
“…this pack,” he continued, “and the test that the gods have laid before us out there. Whatever that test may be,” he said, the leather of his duster whirling about his ankles as he turned to regard the retreating Eve, again, “it would be wise for none of us to face it alone.”
((OOC: Bas, obviously, isn’t necessarily “happy” with the “pack” that the Moon Gods have saddled him with – as he sees the situation, anyway – but given his “mentality” realizes that in order for this “hunt” to be successful the pack must be maintained… Woohoo for freaky, shamanistic, amerind thought processes. ))
Posted on 2009-09-11 at 16:17:23.
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Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: Or for wasabi dipped Eol's?
instructions for properly
Posted on 2009-09-11 at 14:34:15.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: Oooooooh!
COOOOOOOOOKIES!!!
Posted on 2009-09-11 at 14:33:10.
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Topic: Straight On Til Morning Q&A
Subject: Okay...
...so I got sidetracked by the season premier or Supernatural, last night... can ya forgive me?
Great posts all around... wonderful to finally hear from William (w/b Ayrn).
Posting up by tonight.
Posted on 2009-09-11 at 14:06:26.
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Topic: Stare into the Night Q&A
Subject: Ta DAH!!!!
Sorry that took so long, folks. Got distracted by Supernatural last night and neglected my drunken PI duties.
Could have gone a bit further and gotten everybody back to Alex's place, I suppose, but didn't want to assume too much with Smoke and Janelle where dialogue and such is concerned and figured that was a decent stopping point. Rer or Meri, either/or, can feel free to get us back to the shop.
On to Bas....
Posted on 2009-09-11 at 14:04:41.
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