Session Start: Mon Feb 20 00:00:00 2017
Session Ident: #Aeons_Daylight

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”We could just enchant a combination of ordinary drugs. Particularly hallucinagens so people think it’s just hallucinations at first.”

<+gruegirl> “Could work… Then again hallucinogens are about 50 years outta style.” She shrugs “Most people want uppers and downers.”

<+gruegirl> “Zen again I always wanted to get inta designer drugs… Jus need a lab.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur,”I’m not sure Kara would want to share her lab for drug making… we should probably make one somewhere else anywhere. Not cook where we sleep and such

<+gruegirl> “I got a warehouse…” Ruth says shrugging again “Still… wanna expand a bit more ‘fore opening a lab.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”This sounds like a good idea to me. We should also make a Node there as well and ward it.”

<+gruegirl> “What’s a node?” Ruth asks, the high starting to slowly fade “Remember, I’m new.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur,”A Node is a place where magickal energies converge that a Mage can draw upon for power to use in our work. It also creates what’s called ‘tass’ which is like a form of dross that mages use.”

<+gruegirl> “You’re still dropping terms I still don’t know.” She frowns “But I’ll take your word for it.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur,”Let’s say magic is a machine. Then a Node is like a generator that creates power for the machine. We can use nodes to create power.”

<+gruegirl> Ruth nods at that “Sounds good… Interesting at least.” She takes the joint out of the bong and takes a drag before putting it out and tucking it away in her cigarette case. “Still it’ll be a bit. My operation’s still trying to stay under the radar of the DEA and the local gangs…”

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”If we set up a node and wards we can prevent anybody from even getting near it and make it easier to enchant all of the produce too.”

<+gruegirl> “That’s gonna be tricky. I’ve got a cook who doesn’t know any of this…” She holds her hands up and wriggles her fingers “Stuff.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”I see… well then perhaps your cook should be our first guinea pig huh? We can see if our little experiment works on them. Also we can still build a Node and wards without your cook knowing anyway.”

<+gruegirl> “Still I don’t want my warehouse exploding in some kinda magical mishap. It’s my livelyhood yo.” Ruth says with a chuckle

<+Nickolas> Arthur laughs for a moment,”Yeah, well we’ll have to enchant mishapless as our first thing, starting with sprinklers.”

<+gruegirl> “You’ve given me a lot to think about there.” Ruth says shrugging slightly. “Maybe we’ll work on it when we have the time.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”We will. You should tell me where your base of operations is located sometime and I will go over and help you set up.”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ yawns and wanders downstairs in some long boxer shorts and a robe. His long hair was unkempt and did what it wanted to. He sniffed the air and looked down at those below and made his way to their level, stifling a yawn with his balled up fist before his mouth sideways. “Hey guys.. what’s up?”

<+Nickolas> Arthur looks up at Ramirez his eyes blood-shot,”Nothing much, just chilling with our newest member of the Order of the Dragon.”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “Yeah, I’ve been hearing some of what you guys were talking about. You’re so fuckin’ loud, hombre and chica. Talkin’ drogas and shit. So…how’s it going? You got some blood-shot eyes.” He smirks. “Where’d Kara go? She retire for the evening?”

<+Nickolas> Arthur laughs,”Yeah you could say that she retired.” He then walks up to the stage,”Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art dou Romeo…”

<+gruegirl> “She’s downstairs.” Ruth says yawning a bit. “And we’re just chilling here.” She says with a bit of a grin.

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “Ah hombre, that’s the segunda tiempo I’ve had to hear someone say Shakespeare stuff today.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur blinks and laughs,”Are you my Romeo?”

<+gruegirl> Ruth shrugs “I aint Jewish but I’d make a good Shylock.”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “I’m not thinking so.” * he smirks sardonically.

<+Nickolas> Arthur smiles,”Well then if you won’t perform, don’t stop me from standing strong.” Arthur then begins to laugh again

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “I ain’t here for your amusement. My name also ain’t Romeo.” He looks over at Ruth. “So what are you two wasted on anyway? What’d you bring this guy? He can’t handle even Jolly Rancher shots.”

<+gruegirl> Ruth points to the Gravity bong “Just on weed. And you got that right. Sucker got toasted after just one hit.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur yells,”Don’t be a buzz-kill man. Enjoy the party! Go get us some alcohol or something.”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “Yeah okay, it’s not like I can go and just buy booze here. You’re stupid age restrictions in this country suck ass.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur,”You spelt ‘your’ wrong in your sentence. Also I thought you were over 21. Fine… I’ll go get some alcohol.”

<+gruegirl> “I think I’ve got a six pack in my truck…” Ruth offers

<+Nickolas> Arthur smiles,”That should be enough for tonight! Although I have a trick I want to try out… later… when I’m sober.”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “You’re kinda a dick when you are shnookered. Just sayin’.” He sat down in a chair and lit a cig.

<+Nickolas> Arthur smiles,”I just like to have a good time. Next time drinks are on me!”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “So..Ruth, where are you from? And next time, don’t give this fucker so mas drogas.”

<+gruegirl> “Born and raised in town.” Ruth answers. “Just new to the whole mage thing.”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “Cool. So how’d you get woke?”

<+gruegirl> “Got really high one day, and found that my buddy was talking about stuff I was only thinking about. Turns out I can infuse my thoughts into the smoke. I also found I can alter my perceptions of time when I’m high… can even see just a little bit into the future.”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “Yeah, figured you could do something with time with what you did to help Aaron out. So drugs is like the catalyst then. Interesting.”

<+gruegirl> “Basically.” Ruth says shrugging “Expand my mind, and touch the world basically.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”That’s deep. Myself I grew up amongst fairies and was taught sorcery by my father. Turns out I apparently had a Fairy Goddess as a childhood friend at one point too but my father had done experiments on me and scared her away.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur,”Oh I also have a Dragon friend named Zirathur. He eats magic.”

<+gruegirl> “Met him, he’s cute.” Ruth says smiling

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “So what are your motivations and stuff, like what do you want to do with this?”

<+gruegirl> “Well until I met you guys I mostly just wanted to use it to make some money.” She says shrugging “Seeing those fish zombies though… I figure I might as well do something good with it ya know?”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “Yeah, they are part of a bigger problemo. My gramma used to say some things about weird supernatural stuff and I believed it more when I was younger but now… the shit is making more sense.”

<+Nickolas> “What’s this about fish people?”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “They are called Fomori..or something like that. They are twisted, corrupted beings through some method..not sure, but kinda like slimy zombies.”

<+Nickolas> Arthurs eyes blink,”You guys encountered… Fomori? Did you kill them all? Burn them?! Fomori are ancient enemies of the Tuatha and the Fae and they MUST DIE! Where did they come from?! We must end them all!”

<+gruegirl> “In the lab we cleared out on friday.” Ruth says, her fingers twitch slightly so she goes back to the cigarette case and lights up a normal cigarette “That place had… temporal anomolies. They called it Paradox. I’d be suprised if there’s any evidence it ever existed.”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “That’s not the only place I have seen em, but yeah, we pretty well got all of em in both areas.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”We really must start warding this place up. Possibly putting in turrets as well.”

<+gruegirl> Ruth frowns at arthur “Relax. We’ll get ’em. They took shotgun blasts to the face like anything else does. And they went down.”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “Starting to remind me of home now.” He laughs. “We’re alright. I’m sure we’ll have to work on defenses as we go but I don’t think we need to panic right now. After all, the enemies are in the umbra some fuckin’ place.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”We need to start coordinating and building up defenses ,munitions, allies. Everything. We should use allies to defend the city while we jump into the Umbral after our enemies.”

<+gruegirl> Ruth takes a looooong drag on her cig. “Arthur, you’re not acting very chill. We’ll get these guys. Trust me.” She says exhaling and attempting to infuse the smoke with a passive sense of calm

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ takes a long drag on the cig and exhales slowly. “It’s gonna work out, Arthur. Can you tell me more about the Fae you were raised with and about your father? Maybe if we get more info it will help us.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”Well my father was always pretty aloof during the time I could remember. He would come down occassionally and teach me hermetic sorceries and how to contact spirits… but for my the most part I was raised by my mother Leanne who was Queen of the local changelings. There were a number of us at the Freehold and we  are from a town outside of New Orleans a bit north of us… We should probably check on them… anyway when I came to the city my goal was to build a freehold here so that my mother could visit. That was what made me squat in this theater. I am still hoping to cause a phantom version of this theater to exist in the minds of people everywhere, where they watch plays in their dreams. These dreams would then create fuel for us you see? A fuel the fae call glamour. This would make this whole place like a massive freehold.”

<+gruegirl> “I might have some ideas to help with that, Arthur…” Ruth says thinking a bit “But it may take some time to effect a lot of dreams all at once.”

<+Nickolas> “My mother is a Sidhe and while I did not become a changeling she was quite happy with how much fairy traits I possessed. I am sort of a go between of fairy and human, easily enchanted and I don’t forget the dreaming after it passes. I even have some of the weaknesses of the fae… I hate iron although it doesn’t burn me it makes me feel weak.”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “I see. So dreams are what gives you glamour..which is like fuel..kind of like energy..quint is to us?”

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”Actually glamour is a form of quintessence. Although some would argue it’s weaker I’d argue the opposite. When mortals are struck by glamour it causes them to Dream instead of sleep. Mortals that are enchanted by glamour don’t disbelieve magic… which means that it will work around them. The magic of fairies fails under observation more readily but… it rarely if ever backfires like ours does. This is partially due to the ‘mists’ a force from the fae that clouds mortal minds when the enchantments are gone, like an automatic memory wipe, it erases everything magickal from their minds.”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “Damn, that’s interesting. So your mom and dad fell out of love or something?”

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”Well yes… sort of. I’m actually not sure how old either of them are. My father and mother met in High School but that was a long time ago… and both of them had been a lot older than that. My mother spent a lot of time in the Freehold which slows aging down but only so much before she would have lost her sanity. Meanwhile my father… was a lot older than he told anyone.

<+Nickolas> According to Zirathur he was at least a century old before he even met my mother… because it was over a century ago that my father perserved him from dying. It was later that my father had taken his perserved form and turned it into the dream form that accompanied me as a child. Finally when I awoke in the umbral, Zirathur recovered some of his true dragon form and became what you see today. He still isn’t fully recovered though, supposedly he used to have a thicker layer of scales that were hard as metal, claws and could breathe fire…”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “Well, maybe he’ll get that back eventually. He got other stuff back.” * he cushed out the cig and killed the remaining burning ashes in between his finger and thumb and then stuck the butt in a pocket to get rid of later. “Seems like your father wasn’t really a big part of your life unless teaching you stuff.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”I’m really not sure what his goal was behind all of it now. I’m not sure if this is who he really is or if something is manipulating him and for how long? My mother doesn’t believe he was always like this… but she doesn’t know how he kept himself from aging for so long either…”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “Could be the same way the other guy Cornel has been, through using vampire blood, but we won’t know for sure. It’s too bad we couldn’t get any notes when we were in that place. Does your dad have another lab somewhere or something you’d know about?”

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”Ye… should ask… Zirathur… Zirathur could tell you.”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ nods. “Alright. Will do when he gets his arse over here.”

<+Nickolas> “He’s sleeping because I can’t feed him enough Quintessence for him to stay awake. He has a very big meal requirement and if he doesn’t get it he hibernates until fed. That’s another reason we should big a larger node. He can feed off the Tass to stay awake more.”

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ “I see. Well that is a signal I should probably be trying to catch my own Zs. We’ll find something eventually. I’ll see you later though, Arthur.”

<+Nickolas> Arthur nods,”Perhaps tommorrow we will wake him together. Good night.” With that Arthur retires to his own area to sleep.

<@Death> ~*Ramirez*~ nods and then waves and would head off as well.

<+MichaelM> About an hour after the others retire, Kara makes her way out of the basement. She wrinkles her nose at the smell of the theatre, then starts to make her own way home.

Session Close: Tue Feb 21 00:00:00 2017