Iron Station Savage Masks IC III

[InTheMachine]

October 27th
John

“That was likely my inadvertent doing,” John confessed. “It was a combination of an interest in the piece and determining if she had any latent magical talent. Given her parentage, it will come as no surprise that she does. I am assuming that is a path you will be assisting her with?

“I will help her as much as I can,” Feris replies. “I have taught her a few runes that I thought would help her to get started. I will need to find her a tutor, however. I’m not as well versed in human magic.”

He looked up and met Feris’ eyes. “But that would require me to believe that I just so happened to be at 5th Chapter to notice the family resemblance the night that she and her sister just so happened to meet the night their companions of a specific community just so happened to have a meeting after both companions rescued them from external threats which, in your case, was because you just so happened to be passing by an open window that her assailant just so happened to forget to close in an instance when keeping any sounds from escaping to alert someone would have been prudent after she just so happened to choose Iron Station to move to instead of the closer Aeon City or Chicago when she wanted to get out of her small town so that it just so happened that she arrived just before her biological family got caught in the crosshairs of a demonic incursion.

Feris’ expression darkens. “It sounds to me like you think that I could have had a hand in orchestrating the rape of a woman,” he not quite hisses. “Be careful what you imply, Mr. Kelley. I was not ‘just passing by’. I smelled her blood from my office at 5th Chapter and tracked it to a 16th floor apartment.”

“She was bound and gagged. No one would have heard her. No one was coming to save her if I hadn’t intervened. She was on the brink of death when I brought her back. If someone was arranging all of this, they made a serious mistake that almost cost Cassie her life.”

He closes his eyes for a moment, realizing that he’s showing more emotion than he should. “I apologize. What I said was uncalled for. It has been… over a century since I found myself involved with a mortal.“

OOC: Because I forgot to do this last post: Feris gains Influence over John

October 30th
Party Time
At Keith’s offer, Maeve stops and looks at him, then smiles coyly. “You’re on, Keith. Go ahead and break.”

It would probably be her sister and mother who throw a shower for her, Emi replies. I would expect that we would be invited though. We should probably starting thinking of a gift for them— for the wedding and the baby.

[Roguewolf]

October 30th
Party Time
At Keith’s offer, Maeve stops and looks at him, then smiles coyly. “You’re on, Keith. Go ahead and break.”

Keith stops completely and for a moment is caught in a state of existential dread. Had he said the wrong thing? Was he WAY too forward? How badly did he just....... and she's smiling.

He returned the smile and nodded. "The game is afoot then!"

Keith lined up his shot to break.

Spoiler: He shoots, and solids!

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Agility: 1d8o8 4 1d6o6 5

Keith breaks even sinking one solid before he scratches the next shot.

"You're up, Maeve." He said with a chuckle expecting to be swept away.

[mmdeforrest]

October 27th
John
Feris’ expression darkens. “It sounds to me like you think that I could have had a hand in orchestrating the rape of a woman,” he not quite hisses. “Be careful what you imply, Mr. Kelley. I was not ‘just passing by’. I smelled her blood from my office at 5th Chapter and tracked it to a 16th floor apartment.”

…

He closes his eyes for a moment, realizing that he’s showing more emotion than he should. “I apologize. What I said was uncalled for. It has been… over a century since I found myself involved with a mortal.“

OOC: Because I forgot to do this last post: Feris gains Influence over John

“No, Mister Feris. It appears that I am the one who should be apologizing if you understood that to be my meaning. My point — at least the one I was trying to make — is that you and I and others have been drawn into whatever vortex is centering on this city and pulling in those we care about. And we are now being moved about to be in the correct place like pieces on a game board.

“There are precious few powers that I would trust with that kind of authority and those powers only intervene when things are at their most dire. I would guess that you would be no less pleased at the thought of other powers maneuvering you about than I am.

“I have nothing but praise and gratitude for your intervention — not that you need either from me. My concern is what caused her to choose Iron Station and the implications of that choice — reassembling her living family in one place, for example. And it unnerves me that she and her sister found their way to 5th Chapter at the same time, given the threat to all members of her family.

“It is as if something recognized it needed a replacement for her sister, should some circumstance change. That is the kind of threat to her I fear and wanted to warn you of.

John glanced around, renewing and reassessing his situational awareness. “There is more to this than I feel comfortable about revealing to you in so public a place. Nevertheless, I am sorry that I upset you with my lack of clarity.”

October 30th
Party Time
It would probably be her sister and mother who throw a shower for her, Emi replies. I would expect that we would be invited though. We should probably starting thinking of a gift for them— for the wedding and the baby.

I hope they let us know where they are registered, John replies. Given what resources we have available to us, I suppose we should think more broadly than that.

John glanced at Emi. I. I should think more broadly and, while I am at it, should not presume we will be getting them a gift from the two of us.

[InTheMachine]

October 27th
John
As John glances around he notices another couple leaving Bernardi’s walks past them. Their eyes completely skip over the three of them, like they’re not even there.

Feris nods at John’s apology and spends a moment digesting the implications of what been said. “We can talk freely in my office at 5th Chapter, if the two of you are open to continuing our conversation. I will escort Cassie home and meet you there.”

October 30th
Party Time
Maeve sinks three stripes before she scratches. She comes around the table and gives Keith his coat back. “Hey, I meant to ask a little earlier, but is your friend okay? He wasn’t looking so good and he just kinda left. He was what was causing the cold, wasn’t he? I’m pretty sure I could feel it coming from him, at least.”

As ‘Just A Kiss’ ends, Emi looks curiously at John. Why would we not get them something together? While I agree we can think outside the registry, it’s traditional for a couple to give one gift. However, if you want to do something yourself, I don’t mind.

Back at the entrance, Pinky lets in Eidolon. He’s dressed in a light gray blazer, white dress shirt, and jeans. He makes his way over to the bar and greets the other adults there before introducing himself to Aimee.

[Roguewolf]

October 30th
Party Time
Maeve sinks three stripes before she scratches. She comes around the table and gives Keith his coat back. “Hey, I meant to ask a little earlier, but is your friend okay? He wasn’t looking so good and he just kinda left. He was what was causing the cold, wasn’t he? I’m pretty sure I could feel it coming from him, at least.”

Keith whistles seeing just how badly he's getting beaten. He expected it being so out of practice, but he was still going to try. As Maeve hands him his coat back, he places it on the back of the chair Stolas is on, and looks back over to the dance floor then where Grayson had been. He hadn't responded to the last telepathic message, so he figured he really screwed up.

Keith sighs and nods. "He's.... having a bit of a difficult time right now with a teammate from my new team and one still at East Side. Difficult may not be the right word but, he's got a bit of a broken heart. Didn't make a move to the girl he likes before someone else swopped in. Also doesn't do too well around big groups so I'm bettin' he went to the media room." Keith turns to Maeve and smiles. "When his emotions get the better of him, some of his powers start comin' out, like the cold."

Keith looked over at Stolas and sighed again. He couldn't keep that from her. "I had a psychic conversation with him to make sure he was alright. He needed some air to get his emotions sorted. My familiar lets me do that kinda thing so it's still relatively new to me. I don't even know exactly how far the range is. Which, and I'm sorry for not introducing him earlier but the raven that's been with me is my familiar. His name is Stolas."

Stolas repeats the title line for the costume. "Nevermore."

Keith shakes his head and huffs a laugh. "He's usually more talkative. Stolas I mean." Keith smiles a he looks at Maeve. "But he's okay for the most part. Told him I'd come and check on him after our game." Keith looks over at the dance floor again.

Keith shakes his head and runs his free hand through his hair. "Sayin' it all now, feel like a slightly terrible friend.” He takes a deep breath before returning his focus to Maeve. “His ‘rival’ is also the closest I have to a real friend over at West Side so it all gets super complicated fast.”

Keith has a bit of a sheepish look on his face, mostly disappointed in himself. “I am sorry for not introducing Stolas earlier.”

Keith waits for her responses before lining up his next shot.

Spoiler: He shoots!

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Agility: 1d8o8 4 1d6o6 9
OOC: He’ll take the shot after the conversation, just getting the roll out of the way.

Keith pockets three more solids before he scratches again.

[mmdeforrest]

October 27th
John
As John glances around he notices another couple leaving Bernardi’s walks past them. Their eyes completely skip over the three of them, like they’re not even there.

Feris nods at John’s apology and spends a moment digesting the implications of what been said. “We can talk freely in my office at 5th Chapter, if the two of you are open to continuing our conversation. I will escort Cassie home and meet you there.”

“Would you mind if we asked Mr. Rothmyer to join us?” John asked. “He may be able to speak more freely about some of the matters we will be discussing than I.”

Are you up for this, Emi? John asked gently. I can meet with him alone, if need be or if you are facing a deadline or curfew limit I am unaware of.

October 30th
Party Time
As ‘Just A Kiss’ ends, Emi looks curiously at John. Why would we not get them something together? While I agree we can think outside the registry, it’s traditional for a couple to give one gift. However, if you want to do something yourself, I don’t mind.

Is it? John asked as he felt a message coming in from Clea. These will be the first showers I have attended. Kate and Mom have been invited to some recently but I have never had an occasion to attend one and I didn’t know what the done thing was.

Spoiler: News Alert from Clea

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Particular Friend’s Father incoming.

Oh, you probably already know this, but your father is arriving. I’d be self congratulatory about his missing our tango if it weren’t for the fact he can get an instant replay from almost everyone here.

Did you want to say hello to him first or did you want to mingle a little after we get something else to drink?

Back at the entrance, Pinky lets in Eidolon. He’s dressed in a light gray blazer, white dress shirt, and jeans. He makes his way over to the bar and greets the other adults there before introducing himself to Aimee.

[big teej]

Date Night:

Raphael gently takes Stella's arm after they teleport. "Are you okay? Keeping your hair but looking like you've run a hundred yard dash doesn't seem like a good trade to me." He says with a smile.

Once Stella's sorted herself out, he'll escort her to Chophouse and inform the Maître d' of his reservation.


Party Time:

Raphael offers Manny an exaggerated shrug to make sure it shows through the armor. "Sorry, Can't say I've ever seen the appeal or had the desire to experiment. But don't hold off on my account."

Maybe John's if this isn't a non-smoking venue, but not mine.

"I gather this is more your usual environment--" The vampire gestures at the main hall with the rest of the party-goers --"Than a refurb warehouse? How are you finding Iron Station?"

As an afterthought, Raphael turns his gaze on Grayson and says. "I'm not sure distance from the kitchen's why it's so cool in here."

[InTheMachine]

October 27th
John
“I would not be opposed to Mr. Rothmyer’s presence,” Feris replies. He fixes his cuff links and nods to Emi and John. “Cassie should be leaving soon.”

The vampire crosses the lot to a black Mercedes SUV and climbs into the back seat. The SUV rolls over to park at the curb to wait.

Emi gets into the drivers seat of her Porsche. No, I’m fine. He startled me is all. I can’t sense him. It’s kind of like demons. There’s just a feeling of nothingness that comes from them, psychically. My powers, other than my limited telekinesis are useless against him.

October 30th
Raphael, Chophouse
“I’ll be fine in moment,” Stella assures him. “Just a little dizzy is all.”

The maître d' recognizes Raphael and looks at his change in attire approvingly. “Right this way, Mr. Rothmyer,” he says as he leads them up the stairs to the half rooftop dining space.

Stella looks out, enjoying the view of the city before her gaze returns to Raphael. “I’m surprised you managed to get a reservation here. I thought the wait list was at least a month long.”

Party Time
Maeve lets out a low whistle. “I saw him watching Emilia Shaw dance. The guy sets his bar high. I guess my thought is that he should’ve asked while he could. She’s gotta have a ton of people that want to date her, right? Seems like he has it bad too.”

“I don’t think you’re a bad friend for checking on him and then giving him space,” she says, leaning on the pool table. “What else are you supposed to do? Especially if he’s as introverted as you say.”

Maeve looks curiously at the raven before smiling briefly. “Nice to meet you, Stolas. Sorry, I guess I kinda thought you were just part of his costume.”

She quirks an eyebrow at Keith as he sinks three balls. “You were holding out on me, hmm?” She sinks one stripe, but gets a bad bounce from her next shot, causing her to scratch.

In the media room, Grayson’s gaze pops up for a moment before returning to his knees. He takes another breath and the air gets slightly more chilly.

Out on the dance floor, Emi starts to lead John back over to the bar. If she does have a shower, it won’t be for quite a while. Usually they’re held in the mother’s third trimester. We have time to work out the details.

Eidolon turns his attention away from Aimee and Ian as Emi and John approach the bar. “Good evening, Mr. Kelley,” he says with an incline of his head. In his right hand is a glass of amber liquid and a sphere of ice.

Spoiler: Meanwhile

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The demon slowly opens his eyes. Blinks at the ceiling. For once, he’s comfortable— almost enough to forget the body he was trapped in. That his magic was stunted from the botched summoning. That he still had that insufferable soul stuck with him.

He feels a weight on one side of his chest and across his stomach that shifts slightly. Ah, he thinks as he glances down and sees a head of long brunette hair, the intern. He couldn’t even remember her name, even though she’d been here several times.

It hadn’t been hard to convince her to come back to his apartment. A look through this body’s memories told him that she’d been interested in pursuing him for the last few months, since she’d started at Innovatech. A charming smile and a suggestion was all it took.

It surprised him that he’d been able to fall asleep with her here. I suppose I have been pushing this body. I need to remember that it needs rest more often than I do. A demon only really needed to sleep every few days, for a few hours at a time unless they needed to heal. It was difficult to remember that humans required rest each night. Though he could bolster it with magic, his body was still a human.

Such restrictions were worth the discomfort though. Even an Erelim would have a hard time sensing him, though he was a 2nd plane Greater Demon.

He takes a breath and lays there a moment longer, enjoying the feel of her skin against his, before he extracts himself from her embrace. She rolls over with a mumble as he crosses the room and pulls out a new pair of boxer briefs from his dresser.

Funny how his body went through the motions without him even thinking about it.

Carefully closing the door to the bedroom, he crosses the apartment to the balcony. He steps out, savoring the feel of the cooler night air as he looks down onto the city streets from the 20th floor. The demon lets the illusion spell he’d been holding drop, revealing the tattooed runes that covered his arms, back, and legs.

He senses a presence above, but ignores it for the time being as he leans against the railing. It was a contracted demon, thinking he had the drop on him. They had yet to meet in person, on this plane, but he easily recognized his magical signature.

Several cars pass on the street below before he says, “Good evening, Jarek.”

The presence shifts on the roof before a demon with deep plum colored skin drops down into the balcony. “Prince Jerek,” the other demon corrects as he straightens to his full height. His barbed tail flicks his displeasure as his red eyes narrow. “You forget your place, Si’izha.”

“I’m not required to address an Extat in any manner,” he replies with a condescending smile the other demon bares his teeth at. “Surely you’ve heard that House Vaskiina-ros has fallen? Urvaan-et has claimed it. My House.”

“Your former House,” Jerek growls. He curses quietly before continuing. “I’d heard, but I didn’t believe it.” The demon breaks eye contact for a moment as he gets control of his emotions and paces at the end of the balcony. “I’ve sought you out on behalf of my mistress. She is requesting an in person meeting with you, at your convenience, of course.”

“Is that so?” he asks with a raised eyebrow.

Jerek nods. He forces the next part out through his teeth. “She also wishes to extend her sincerest apologies to you. It was not in her plans to summon you in such a manner. A few of her followers acted on their own, without her permission.”

He considers the apology and extended invitation for a moment, making Jerek’s tail lash again. Finally, he says, “I’ll be available Monday after 12:30. Where would she like to meet?”

“She can set up a private room at Code Black. I’ll have Razil contact Delas with additional information once everything is in place,” Jerek says. His eyes flick up to look through the sliding glass door into the kitchen. “It seems your pet is awake.”

He looks over his shoulder and sees the pretty brunette intern standing open mouthed in front of the sink. Her gaze is locked on Jerek, who smiles widely at her, displaying his fangs.

Runes flash on the demon’s skin as he casts a spell to contain her scream. He swallows his sigh of disappointment, unwilling to show such an emotion in front of Jerek. He had liked her— her prowess in bed, at least. If he couldn’t erase her memory, he’d need to dispose of her.

Jerek turns his twisted smile to the other demon. “Such a waste of a good pet,” he says as reality fractures behind him. He steps through leaving the other demon alone on the balcony.

A waste indeed.

[Roguewolf]

October 30th
Party Time
Maeve lets out a low whistle. “I saw him watching Emilia Shaw dance. The guy sets his bar high. I guess my thought is that he should’ve asked while he could. She’s gotta have a ton of people that want to date her, right? Seems like he has it bad too.”

“I don’t think you’re a bad friend for checking on him and then giving him space,” she says, leaning on the pool table. “What else are you supposed to do? Especially if he’s as introverted as you say.”

Maeve looks curiously at the raven before smiling briefly. “Nice to meet you, Stolas. Sorry, I guess I kinda thought you were just part of his costume.”

She quirks an eyebrow at Keith as he sinks three balls. “You were holding out on me, hmm?” She sinks one stripe, but gets a bad bounce from her next shot, causing her to scratch.

Keith raises an eyebrow and then smiles looking at Maeve and nods. "Yeah, his crush is Emilia. And he should have, but just couldn't get the nerve up. He was workin' on somethin' for her though. Soon as John there met her, he did everything to talk to her. They both got it bad."

He smiles again and looks a lot less down on himself about the thoughts he had earlier at Maeve's reassurance. She probably had no idea ho much that would help and mean to him either. "Thank you, Maeve. That.... that means a lot and helps. Did offer to set up a team game if he was up for it, try to get someone he's comfortable with or just as shy so it evens out."

Stolas chirps up and nods at Maeve, speaking into both their minds. "A pleasure to meet you as well, Maeve. I've never been to a party before so the costume was helpful in seeing it all."

Keith chuckles a bit as Maeve comments on him holding out of her. "Only a little, I swear." He says with a coy smile.

He lines up his next shot and shoots.

Spoiler: NO WHAMMY!

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Agility: 1d8o8 7 1d6o6 4

Keith sinks the next two solids before getting a bad bounce as well. "So close." Keith moves to the side as Maeve takes her place.

"Have you had a good time so far?"

[mmdeforrest]

October 27th
John
Emi gets into the drivers seat of her Porsche. No, I’m fine. He startled me is all. I can’t sense him. It’s kind of like demons. There’s just a feeling of nothingness that comes from them, psychically. My powers, other than my limited telekinesis are useless against him.

I’m glad to hear it, John replied as he fished out his phone. While I am not worried about Mr. Feris, I do wonder if Raphael might want to kill me after I get in touch with him.

Well, that and it means I get to spend more time with you — even if we are returning to vampiric neutral ground. Our average for normal-ish dates isn’t good.

Oh, he added gently as he reached for her hand, and your greatest power is your mind — not your telepathy.

Spoiler: Text to Raphael

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Things have moved quickly. Emi and I are about to visit 5th Chapter again to brief Feris on things. I asked if you could join us, if you are available. I wanted you to be the one to decide how specific we got with the Bordreaux family.

He needs to know something. Cassie just ‘chose’ Iron Station (and not the closer Chicago or Aeon City) to relocate to without a support network or real plan other that getting out of her small town. I want him to know enough to be able to keep her safe.

October 30th
Party Time
Out on the dance floor, Emi starts to lead John back over to the bar. If she does have a shower, it won’t be for quite a while. Usually they’re held in the mother’s third trimester. We have time to work out the details.

Eidolon turns his attention away from Aimee and Ian as Emi and John approach the bar. “Good evening, Mr. Kelley,” he says with an incline of his head. In his right hand is a glass of amber liquid and a sphere of ice.

“Good evening, Mr. Shaw,” John replies earnestly, taking more than the usual comfort in the fact he was holding Emi’s hand.

“I’m glad you could make it to our event,” he said, smiling at the barkeep. “I trust Osgood was able to find something to your taste?

“Have you met Manny — my co-host — yet? He’s fond of circulating at these events so he may be engaged elsewhere but I did want to present him to you before the evening is out.”

[HIDA]

Party Time:

Raphael offers Manny an exaggerated shrug to make sure it shows through the armor. "Sorry, Can't say I've ever seen the appeal or had the desire to experiment. But don't hold off on my account."

Maybe John's if this isn't a non-smoking venue, but not mine.

"I gather this is more your usual environment--" The vampire gestures at the main hall with the rest of the party-goers --"Than a refurb warehouse? How are you finding Iron Station?"

As an afterthought, Raphael turns his gaze on Grayson and says. "I'm not sure distance from the kitchen's why it's so cool in here."

"No worries, mate. A little cold never bothered me." Manny says, gracefully landing on the chaise lounge beside the couch. He uses his thumb and middle finger like an arc lighter to light the end of the cigar to start the burn.

"Iron Station's nice enough." Manny says, taking a couple of puffs. "A little slow-paced for me. But I'll be the first to admit it has a... certain charm to it. And there's something to be said for that."

"What about you blokes? Either of you ever been across the pond? I'd definitely recommend it if your given the chance "

[InTheMachine]

October 27th
John
Emi smiles appreciatively over at John and squeezes his hand. Thank you John. I’m just very used to at least being able to get a sense of someone, even if I can’t read their thoughts. It’s just a little unnerving.

She starts the car and pulls out onto the road, heading to 5th Chapter.

October 30th
Party Time
Maeve glances curiously over at Keith. “What was he working on for her? Ya know, before she got swept off her feet by mister master tango-er over there?” She laughs a little. “It was kinda like watching Dancing With the Stars. I wish I was half as good as them.”

She sinks two more stripes, but messes up her last shot, putting the cue ball in a pocket.

“Don’t mention it,” she says after he thanks her. “One of my brothers is kinda like him. Quiet type, real shy. That’s just what I’d do for him.”

Her smile at Stolas grows a little wider as he speaks to her. “Oh, you can like actually talk. I wasn’t sure. I knew ravens were smart, but you’re on a whole other level.”

She returns her attention to Keith. “I can’t complain so far. I didn’t think I’d be giving a guy my number tonight, so that’s a plus. It’s been nice getting out of the base and not being on patrol, or at school.” She looks back over at the dance floor, where the rest of her team is. “They all seem to be having a good time too, which makes me happy.”

At the bar, Eidolon nods. “It’s been a while since I was out just for a social occasion.“

“They’re slumming it tonight with the Blue Label,” Harbinger says with a smirk at Eidolon and Ian.

“I’ll admit my taste is expensive,” Eidolon says as he takes a sip. “This is a perfectly adequate whiskey, however.”

The elder angel’s smirk widens a little, but he lets it drop, much to Seraph’s relief.

“I haven’t yet met Manny,” Eidolon replies. “I saw James, Nolan, and Tasha and thought I should say hello.”

I also know that my presence will make several of the provisional heroes here nervous, Eidolon projects to John. It is a party for all of you, and I would prefer to keep the atmosphere as it is as long as possible before they notice that I’ve arrived.

Spoiler: A Meanwhile for Grayson

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Inside his head, the dragon rages.

Grayson can’t help but keep replaying what he’d just seen, over and over. It was just something else that he couldn’t compete with. He knew how much Emi loved to dance— she’d even tried to teach him once or twice, but he’d only made it a few steps in before his anxiety overcame him. Holding her that close, having her hand in his, her scent, her heartbeat, was just too much.

But John… John was confident. He had led Emi expertly for most of the dances, only faltering a few times.

The dragon snarls. Why are you so weak, boy? She is yours. Walk over there and take her.

He suppresses a wince as the dragon claws into his brain again. That’s not how it works. They’re dating now. I can’t just—

‘You can’t’ is why he has taken your place by her side, the dragon retorts. If you had listened to me, we would not feel this way. You’re a miserable shadow of a man. She was yours, and you could not summon the courage to even take her hand.

Grayson tightens down on his emotions, trying to contain the furious dragon within. The stink of burning tobacco stings his sensitive nose. He tolerates it as long as possible before moving, knowing that Manny and the guy in the suit of armor were sure to disparage him for it. As much as he wanted to leave the room, Emi and John were out there somewhere, along with almost the entirety of the provisional teams of Iron Station. This room was safest.

The dragon bites and tears at his control, punishing him for his weakness.

Grayson fights to keep from breathing out more freezing air, staring down at his knees to focus. Stop. Please. You’re not making it any better. No matter how mad at me you get, it doesn’t change what’s happened.

Take initiative, and I will stop, the dragon says flatly. The pain in Grayson’s head subsides slightly as the dragon relaxes his claws.

I gave her the music, he reminds the dragon.

You did not. You let her find it after slipping it under her door, after I pushed you to give it to her. You will need to do more than that to win her back.

Grayson falters, about to say ‘I can’t’ again, and risking the dragon’s anger once more. He sighs inwardly, closing his eyes. The dragon was right, of course. He was a pathetic excuse for a man. All he’d needed to do was… say something —anything— before John showed up. Emi was waiting on him to make the move. To find his courage deep down and do something about his feelings. But he’d been afraid of ruining what they had. Now she was gone.

No! the dragon snarls. His tail lashes, and he breathes out a cloud of ice before settling again. We just need a new plan. Maybe one that involves eating him.

You know we can’t do that, Grayson says. It would cause her pain.

The dragon grumbles, but agrees. Think, boy. You’re smart by human standards. It’s one of the reasons she’s fond of you.

I’ll think about it, Grayson replies.

You’re lying, the dragon growls, digging a single claw into him.

Grayson suppresses another wince. Yeah.

In the media room, Grayson lets out a small cough as Manny puffs on his cigar. “N-no. I’ve only b-been here a-and Arizon-zona,” he replies. He endures the smoke for a few moments longer before he apologizes and moves to the far side of the couch, as far away as he can get without leaving the room.

[Roguewolf]

October 30th
Party Time
Maeve glances curiously over at Keith. “What was he working on for her? Ya know, before she got swept off her feet by mister master tango-er over there?” She laughs a little. “It was kinda like watching Dancing With the Stars. I wish I was half as good as them.”

She sinks two more stripes, but messes up her last shot, putting the cue ball in a pocket.

“Don’t mention it,” she says after he thanks her. “One of my brothers is kinda like him. Quiet type, real shy. That’s just what I’d do for him.”

Her smile at Stolas grows a little wider as he speaks to her. “Oh, you can like actually talk. I wasn’t sure. I knew ravens were smart, but you’re on a whole other level.”

She returns her attention to Keith. “I can’t complain so far. I didn’t think I’d be giving a guy my number tonight, so that’s a plus. It’s been nice getting out of the base and not being on patrol, or at school.” She looks back over at the dance floor, where the rest of her team is. “They all seem to be having a good time too, which makes me happy.”

Keith thinks for a moment at Maeve's question and shrugs. "I'm not entirely sure. If I had to guess, probably a music piece. He had been testing different chords on his guitar a bit and they almost sounded like a ballad, just never heard the final product." He laughs a bit as she mentions the nickname for John. It was perfect! "I just know I'm gonna call him that at some point now! But it really was like that." He smiles at her. "Same here, would be nice."

He whistles as she sinks the other two and then pockets the cue. He nods as she mentions her brother being like Grayson and what she would have done. He smiles softly. "Sounds like a nice guy, and lucky to have a sister that can help out like that."

Stolas chuckles a bit as Keith wears a Cheshire grin. "Yes! Though I still have many of the same qualities, and fascinations, thankfully I have been summoned by a decent master this time. Anytime I'm not out and about I will be in his shadow, or back at our base."

Keith chuckles a bit. "He's magic, well, a specific kind. Most of my family, at least my uncle I know of, practices shadowmancy. We use our shadows and darkness to do a lot of our work. I was just as surprised when he started talkin' too. Oddly enough, it was also on a midnight dreary whilst pondering weak and weary."

Keith's smile grows wider when she mentions having a good time so far, not being able to complain. He did feel like he was monopolizing her time so she hadn't gotten to do much, but not apologizing for that right now. The coy smile started up again at the mention of the number.

"Didn't think I'd be exchanging numbers either, so a major plus." He nods about the patrols and school. Granted his school took place on base. Something he would probably try to change eventually. He follows her gaze to the dance floor, and nods in agreement. "Do you go to Bastion or Briarwood?"

"I get that entirely. Haven't seen two of my team but sure they're havin' a good time. I'm glad they set this up." His smile grew a bit softer, turning his attention back to Maeve and then realizing that their game hadn't finished just yet. And they'd both mentioned exchanging the numbers. That was a good sign right?

"I'm glad that you're having a good time so far, Maeve. And really glad you were able to make it tonight."

Spoiler: Come on last shot!

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OOC: Maybe a little overboard, Keith!

Keith sinks his last solid and then the 8-ball, making a perfect called shot. He grins and leans against the table. “A very good game!”

He glances at where Grayson was and takes a steadying breath. “Would you like to dance after I check on Grayson? Just want to make sure he’s actually alright. And if you would like another bet, we can always make one.” He grins.

[mmdeforrest]

October 27th
October 30th
Party Time
At the bar, Eidolon nods. “It’s been a while since I was out just for a social occasion.“

“They’re slumming it tonight with the Blue Label,” Harbinger says with a smirk at Eidolon and Ian.

“I’ll admit my taste is expensive,” Eidolon says as he takes a sip. “This is a perfectly adequate whiskey, however.”

The elder angel’s smirk widens a little, but he lets it drop, much to Seraph’s relief.

“I haven’t yet met Manny,” Eidolon replies. “I saw James, Nolan, and Tasha and thought I should say hello.”

I also know that my presence will make several of the provisional heroes here nervous, Eidolon projects to John. It is a party for all of you, and I would prefer to keep the atmosphere as it is as long as possible before they notice that I’ve arrived.

If you believe it would make some of our guests uncomfortable, I’ll keep your arrival quiet, then, John assured Mr. Shaw, suppressing an unexpected, momentary shiver. That said, I do hope you give yourself the opportunity to enjoy yourself as well. You and the other leads have been pushing yourselves hard and deserve a break as much as we do.

John glanced around the room, wondering at the strange shiver. Nothing, however, seemed out of place and, while it didn’t feel like a complete answer, decided it was a momentary reaction to the after effects of his and Emi’s dancing.

North, East, and West Side — at least those parts of the joint operational task force that were permitted to attend — appeared to be here in force. South Side — along with possibly Dr. Riviera — were the only ones still missing. That having been said, Manny had been in charge of the guest list and it was possible there were one or two additional names he had overlooked or forgotten.

“Another drink, Miss?” Osgood solicitously asks Emi.

[big teej]

Then:

Raphael looks at his phone and does a triple take at John's message.

He blinks several times, trying to orgnaize his thoughts before typing out: "Sure, I'll meet you guys there." and hitting send.

"Hey Mimi, if anybody asks, I'm at 5th Chapter." Raphael says as he heads for the roof access.

What on earth did you do to drag Feris onto your night out?

Raphael looks over the streets around the warehouse for a few moments before taking to the air and heading to 5th Chapter.

He Spirals down on the roof and after checking the alleyway for witnesses, slides down the wall into the alleyway and saunters around to the front.

He sweeps into the building with significantly less attitude than before and approaches the host. "Hey, I'm supposed to meet with Feris, but we don't have a set time, do you mind if I borrow one of the lounges until he's ready for me?"


Date Night:

"So they say." Raphael says with a wink. "To be honest, someone owed me a favor and I cashed it in. On you."

"It's been a hectic--" Raphael can't hide his surprise as he says it. "two weeks or so. And I really wanted this to be a happy, memorable night for you."


Party Time:

"Is there somewhere specific you'd recommend? John's espoused the virtues of London a few times, but I'm not sure I'm interested in wandering around as The Ugly American there."

[HIDA]

October 30th
Party Time
In the media room, Grayson lets out a small cough as Manny puffs on his cigar. “N-no. I’ve only b-been here a-and Arizon-zona,” he replies. He endures the smoke for a few moments longer before he apologizes and moves to the far side of the couch, as far away as he can get without leaving the room.

Party Time:

"Is there somewhere specific you'd recommend? John's espoused the virtues of London a few times, but I'm not sure I'm interested in wandering around as The Ugly American there."

Manny lets out a last plume of smoke before snuffing his cigar. "There's plenty to visit. But the Ugly American thing is more an attitude than peoples impression. Act like a local, get treated accordingly. This may be overdoing abit though, mate." He says gesturing to Raphael's current dress.

"It honestly depends on your interests but it's one of the great cities in the world so there's definitely something for you. From World class dining, sports, and entertainment to Dingy pubs, back alley hostels, underground dungeons and all points inbetween. If you've got a taste for it, London can satisfy. I know the good Doctor here fancies himself a musician so there's plenty of things for him to do. What about you, ser knight? Anything pique you interest? I saw you perusing my personal media collection. You into games?"

[InTheMachine]

October 27th
5th Chapter
Raphael is shown to a lounge on the 2nd floor that has several leather couches on one wall, and taller high top tables on the other. There’s a fully stocked bar on the back wall. Not too long after Raphael arrives, he’s called by an attendant to follow him down the hallway to a wooden door and meets Emi and John, following another attendant in the hallway.

Emi greets Raphael before one of the attendants knocks on the door and opens it for the three of them. Inside is a Victorian style office. Shelves of ancient books dominate the back wall, and the East wall has tall, round-topped windows the open up onto a small balcony. A brown leather couch with antiqued brass fittings sits in front of the desk.

Feris stands to greet them as they enter his office, then offers all of them a seat. “Can I get any of you refreshments before we begin?” he asks before he sits in his chair behind the antique desk.

Emi politely declines. She carefully fixes her red dress as she sits, and crosses her ankles.

October 30th
Raphael, Chophouse
Stella smiles softly at him. “Raphael, these last two weeks have been some of the best of my life. While I’ll admit some things could be improved by different circumstances, I’m so very glad that we met on that rooftop,” she says, taking his hand. She rubs her thumb over his knuckles, and looks down at them before carefully starting her next sentence. “While it may have only been two weeks, I want you to know that my feelings for you are… très fort. Je—“

Spoiler: Translation

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Very strong. I—

She’s interrupted by their server introducing himself and asking if they would like any starter courses.

Stella releases Raphael’s hand and smiles up at the server. “Can we get an order of the cheesesteak egg rolls please? And I’ll take just a water.”

Party Time
“Shadowmancy,” she says with a grin. “Sounds fancy. I go to Briarwood; it’s actually not too far from our base— when you’re flying at least.”

Maeve shakes her head in a good natured way as Keith call his last shot. “So you were holding out on me. Good game, Keith.”

“I don’t think I want to try and follow up after Emilia Shaw,” she says. “I’m not a great dancer. Go check on your friend. I’ll grab us some drinks from the bar.”

Over the the bar, Eidolon raises his glass slightly to John in reply.

Emi glances over at John, slightly concerned at his shiver. Are you okay? she asks him. She smiles at Osgood. “I could be convinced to have another glass of rosé.”

[Roguewolf]

October 30th
Party Time
“Shadowmancy,” she says with a grin. “Sounds fancy. I go to Briarwood; it’s actually not too far from our base— when you’re flying at least.”

Maeve shakes her head in a good natured way as Keith call his last shot. “So you were holding out on me. Good game, Keith.”

“I don’t think I want to try and follow up after Emilia Shaw,” she says. “I’m not a great dancer. Go check on your friend. I’ll grab us some drinks from the bar.”

Keith chuckles a bit. "It does a bit, comes in handy though a lot of times." He tilts his head with a grin. "That's pretty cool though, and nice it isn't far from the base. And you fly too?" His grin grew wider. "That's awesome!"

He had a sheepish grin on his face after the called shot. "Just the perfect motivation to win, Maeve."

After he does nod as he puts his jacket back on and Stolas flutters up to his shoulder, with the pretense of the costume being gone. "Don't think I'd want to follow John either," Keith says shaking his head slightly. "I'm not that good either to be honest." He takes a second to enjoy this moment before going to see Grayson. It was probably the most fun he had in a long time. Surprisingly he had done well!

"Sounds like a plan, and thank you, Maeve." He says with a soft smile. "I'll be back soon."

Stolas pipes up. "And I'll keep them out of trouble." He bows slightly.

Keith lets his thoughts linger on the moment again, before going to check on Grayson. If anything, he was prepared for another bought of the other day when they had talked. Only this time he had pushed Grayson away. He felt like it at least.

Keith made his way to the media room and went over to where Grayson was while Manny and the armor kid were talking. Had to be either Raph or Louis, he hadn't seen either but figured it would be one or the other. He put a hand on Grayson's shoulder before speaking.

"Hey man," Keith notices the smell of a cigar. Not something Grayson would be accustomed too. "Why don't we head to the balcony and grab some air?" Assuming Grayson agrees, Keith follows him outside.

"Grayson, I'm sorry man. And figured with the cigar smell in there, this would be a better place to chat." He was concerned, and at the moment, he just wanted to make sure he friend was alright. "That and.... dude has way too much energy sometimes."

[InTheMachine]

October 30th
Party Time
Grayson starts a little as Keith touches his shoulder, but looks gratefully up at him and nods. He leads Keith around the back of the dance floor and out onto the balcony.

The East Sider takes several steps away from Keith to the other end of the balcony and leans against the railing. His breath fogs the air as he lets out a deep sigh, but Keith can’t feel the same chill as he normally does in an enclosed space.

“Thanks for coming t-to get me, Keith. I think I needed this,” he says quietly.

[Roguewolf]

October 30th
Party Time
Grayson starts a little as Keith touches his shoulder, but looks gratefully up at him and nods. He leads Keith around the back of the dance floor and out onto the balcony.

The East Sider takes several steps away from Keith to the other end of the balcony and leans against the railing. His breath fogs the air as he lets out a deep sigh, but Keith can’t feel the same chill as he normally does in an enclosed space.

“Thanks for coming t-to get me, Keith. I think I needed this,” he says quietly.

Keith watches as Grayson moves a good bit away and looks at the ground a second before leaning against the railing as well. Manny was definitely not the energy type that would mesh too well with Grayson.

"Anytime dude." Keith sighs looking at the city. Stolas takes the moment to stretch his wings a bit.

"Manny can be...... a bit much. He's either super serious like a team lead or he's just hyped up on somethin' full of energy." Keith shakes his head. "He means alright but...... doesn't quite get personal space sometimes."

[InTheMachine]

October 30th
Party Time
Grayson shakes his head. “It’s not him. He w-wouldn’t have known t-that I’m… ya know. Me. H-He was trying to be nice, I think. Other than t-the cigar. I’m p-pretty sure indoor smoking is banned like… everywhere,” he says with a small smile at Keith.

He lets out one last foggy breath where Keith can see small ice crystals form before they melt in the warmer air before stepping closer, within normal conversation distance. “I saw you t-talking with that North Side girl. Maeve, right? How’s that going?”

At the bar, Emi glances up and watches Grayson and Keith make their way around the dance floor to the balcony. She quickly returns her attention to Osgood as he pours her another glass of wine.

[Roguewolf]

October 30th
Party Time
Grayson shakes his head. “It’s not him. He w-wouldn’t have known t-that I’m… ya know. Me. H-He was trying to be nice, I think. Other than t-the cigar. I’m p-pretty sure indoor smoking is banned like… everywhere,” he says with a small smile at Keith.

He lets out one last foggy breath where Keith can see small ice crystals form before they melt in the warmer air before stepping closer, within normal conversation distance. “I saw you t-talking with that North Side girl. Maeve, right? How’s that going?”

Keith nods and smiles a bit. "True, dude is pretty nice. He..... honestly helped the other day and braced me for part of what all ended up happenin'. Very honest that guy." He chuckles a bit, and then glances over at Grayson. "I thought it was too. Maybe they paid extra to be able to. Though, thought it was like that over in London too. May think Americans still do inside anyway." Keith shrugged.

He smiled a bit seeing Grayson start moving closer for conversation. Sometimes, he just had to let his friend get comfortable again. He nodded and grinned. "Yeah, Maeve. She's..... she's somethin' else man. Loves books, and jazz, cares about others. We just finished the second game and...." Keith realized he never got her number after the game. "Well we made a bet and I'm getting her phone number in a bit."

He looked up at Stolas flying a bit. "She also didn't mind at all that Stolas was an actual bird. She also wanted to make sure you were alright, think one of her teammates is similar too. I did explain that sometimes meeting new people and crowds can get stressful. She understood, has a brother that's the same way."

Keith sighs and looks over at Grayson. "If I had to guess, Manny probably wanted to try and introduce you around. Dude calls himself the wing commander." He shrugged. "Does mean well though. And did enjoy seein' the tail end of your game too."

[InTheMachine]

October 30th
Party Time
Grayson winces a little as he remembers what’d he’d heard from Kylie’s room on Tuesday. He’d made sure to keep his headphones on while he was on his room and in the hallways to avoid having to hear it again when he knew both of them were home.

“S-sorry about stuff not working out with Kylie,” he says. “It’s cool that you’re already getting Maeve’s number, though. She sounds really nice. And it’s cool that she likes to read too. She’ll get along great with you.”

His hands tighten slightly around the railing. “I wish… I could do stuff like that. T-talk to other people, I mean. Get my mind off of… ya know.”

[mmdeforrest]

October 27th
5th Chapter
Feris stands to greet them as they enter his office, then offers all of them a seat. “Can I get any of you refreshments before we begin?” he asks before he sits in his chair behind the antique desk.

Emi politely declines. She carefully fixes her red dress as she sits, and crosses her ankles.

John nods appreciatively at the decor. “Nothing for me, thank you. And thank you for giving us some of your time in a more discrete location. While Siren is more than able to discourage the casual passerby from noticing us, some of our current foes have additional resources at their disposal.

“I would also like to apologize in advance if anything we cover is already known to you. I would rather run the risk boring you with information you already have than skip something that you did not know. Nevertheless, I will try to be brief.”

John glanced at Raphael and Emi. This would be his second high-profile briefing on this topic that he would nominally be leading. The amusing question would be if AEGIS would be more uncomfortable with his bringing in the Iron Station vampiric community or Myriad.

At least his future… Emi’s father was not a looming presence. And while he wanted to impress her, she was his partner in all of this.

He would just have to be certain not to disrupt Raphael’s relationships (his mind pulled away from working out the words for those).

He took a deep breath.

“The Stones of Vanuusha have begun to assemble themselves here in Iron Station,” John began. “Whether it is a result of this or another of those coincidences that I was referring to earlier, the Cult of the Red Dawn has resurrected itself and has been summoned at least one greater demon. That summoning was botched, however, and the greater demon that was summoned and possessed a young man’s body but it does not appear that he was fully bound. The cult had intended to summon a second greater demon and have her possess a young woman.

“The individuals who were chosen to be the hosts for these demons were specifically chosen — both for their position and, perhaps, because of their ability to influence key members of the meta and supernatural community. Those choices may be attempts to comprise or sideline the leadership of Iron Station’s defenders.

“These demons and the Cult appear to be in league with the River King and the Crowns, who have been pushing a new street drug called Nova, which combines mundane drugs with the blood of a greater demon that was, until recently, bound and harvested as needed.”

John glanced at Raphael, hoping he was not about to step too far with him with his next revelation.

“The young man who became the host for the greater demon is Matteo Bordreaux, one of the IT security leads at Innovatech and, more importantly for you, Stella’s and Cassie’s brother. He has already moved to sideline or destroy Madame Bordreaux and her daughter.

“I do not know what his plans are and we are not in a position to move against him directly yet — especially with so many of the Stones being unaccounted for. Nevertheless, were it to become known to him that Cassie is a Bordreaux, I would be concerned that he would view her as a target for elimination or as a potential host for another greater demon, given the magical talent that runs in her family.”

John turned and looked at Feris. “Given that the Stones have begun to assemble and that the Bordreaux family is so directly involved in these affairs, I hope you can understand my concern for her and the series of ‘just so happens’ that led both sisters to become involved with powerful vampires who have stepped in to be their saviors at this time.

“Again, perhaps it is coincidence but my concerns remain.”

October 30th
Over the the bar, Eidolon raises his glass slightly to John in reply.

Emi glances over at John, slightly concerned at his shiver. Are you okay? she asks him. She smiles at Osgood. “I could be convinced to have another glass of rosé.”
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At the bar, Emi glances up and watches Grayson and Keith make their way around the dance floor to the balcony. She quickly returns her attention to Osgood as he pours her another glass of wine.

Spoiler: John Chose His Costume Well

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A sudden chill that passed almost immediately, John observed as he watched Keith and Grayson make their way to the balcony as he signaled Osgood for another gin and tonic. He inwardly cursed himself for dropping his guard. Grayson’s nails had grown and there was enough ice crystals glinting in the dance floor’s lighting on the fastener for his cape and other small bits of metal to indicate he had been breathing out cold again.

Apparently, he had not been ready to see him and Emi together.

However painful it was for him, however, it would also be unfair to the three of them to lie about where things stood.

Either he was unready, John corrected himself, or the dragon was — if not both. He was still unclear how separate they were.

If it is not prying or indiscreet of me to ask, John asked Emi carefully, how distinct are the personalities of Grayson and Draconian?

[Roguewolf]

October 30th
Party Time
Grayson winces a little as he remembers what’d he’d heard from Kylie’s room on Tuesday. He’d made sure to keep his headphones on while he was on his room and in the hallways to avoid having to hear it again when he knew both of them were home.

“S-sorry about stuff not working out with Kylie,” he says. “It’s cool that you’re already getting Maeve’s number, though. She sounds really nice. And it’s cool that she likes to read too. She’ll get along great with you.”

His hands tighten slightly around the railing. “I wish… I could do stuff like that. T-talk to other people, I mean. Get my mind off of… ya know.”

Keith winces as Grayson mentions Kylie. He still wasn't too far over it but he knew he had to move on best he could. It helped that he met someone with similar interests and that she seemed interested in him as well.

"Yeah, thanks man. Manny helped soften that blow by telling me there was no way I'd ever have a chance." He shook his head. "Still stung, but talkin' with Don E. afterwards, it helped too."

He grinned a bit. "Yeah, wasn't expectin' it at all. She really is, captivating too." He took a deep breath, almost lost in the thought of her eyes. "I hope so man, feels like a lots changed in such a short time."

Keith looks back at Grayson listening intently as he wishes he could do what Keith had just done. It wasn't that simple for anyone, and Keith was lucky he had a new mental voice to push him and help.

"I get that man. Seems like her friend Addi is the same, gets more talkative on topics she likes. Mostly anime for her though." Keith sighs. "I wish I could do somethin' for that brother, I really do. I got lucky and Stolas helped me get rid of White, or accept him in a way. How badly is he yellin'?"

[InTheMachine]

October 30th
Party Time
They’re two separate personalities, Emi replies as she takes a drink of wine. The dragon is… trapped, for lack of a better word, inside of him. Grayson usually stays in control, in human and dragon form, though the dragon can much more easily influence him when he’s transformed.

I’ve spoken to the dragon, once, when Grayson was unconscious. It was after he fought Vitriol by himself. The dragon reached out to me briefly and assured me that Grayson wasn’t in danger of dying, before withdrawing.

Out on the balcony, Grayson’s hands tighten on the railing, distorting the metal. He blinks and lets go, leaving finger shaped indents, and sighs. “He’s really upset,” Grayson says. “Last week was worse, but seeing how… close John and Emi were tonight really s-set him off. It… it hurts, Keith. I want to be a good friend and let go, but I—“ he stops himself before he can finish the sentence with ‘can’t’.

“It doesn’t help that we live together. I see her every day. We go to class together. It’s the same as it was… but it’s not. I want her to be happy, but… I wanted her to be happy with me.”

Grayson closes his eyes for a moment and doesn’t meet Keith’s gaze. “I know that’s selfish. But…” he takes a deep breath before forcing the next part of his sentence out. “I love her. I have for almost two years now. Since she treated me like a person and not some weirdo like almost everyone else in my life. She’s helped me so much, to grow as a person, and she waited for me to say something for so long. I just… I can’t let go that easily, even though I know I should.”

“Emi made her choice though. She doesn’t want me,” he says in a small, broken voice. “Who would?”

[mmdeforrest]

October 30th
Party Time
They’re two separate personalities, Emi replies as she takes a drink of wine. The dragon is… trapped, for lack of a better word, inside of him. Grayson usually stays in control, in human and dragon form, though the dragon can much more easily influence him when he’s transformed.

I’ve spoken to the dragon, once, when Grayson was unconscious. It was after he fought Vitriol by himself. The dragon reached out to me briefly and assured me that Grayson wasn’t in danger of dying, before withdrawing.

The news was not good, John recognized. Starkheart had begun as a human until his lust for the treasure of his people, gathered in a mound, called to him. His dragon sickness forced his transformation into the creature that Beowulf had slain after some nameless, enslaved wretch had stolen a cup from him to buy his master’s forgiveness.

That destiny was not fixed for Grayson. He did not have to succumb to the desires of his dragon.

But is was something he had to watch for. For this was no mere piece of treasure that the dragon wanted.

It wanted Emi for its own.

That much was evidenced by Grayson’s behavior. He could talk to him. He could talk to Emi. Seeing them both together, however, was causing the dragon to try and escape.

John decided he needed to set a time to speak with Jaal about Grayson — to get his sense of things and see if he had any insights into the mind of Grayson’s dragon.

Emi had not spoken with Jaal at Amity Court. He suspected, however, that the dragons would have at least exchanged courtesies.

He’s a strong man for keeping the dragon contained, John observed as he took a sip of his drink and continued his polite conversation about the evening’s weather — so very British a topic.

What was your impression of the dragon, if I may ask — if such a brief conversation permitted you to form a judgement?

[Roguewolf]

October 30th
Party Time
Out on the balcony, Grayson’s hands tighten on the railing, distorting the metal. He blinks and lets go, leaving finger shaped indents, and sighs. “He’s really upset,” Grayson says. “Last week was worse, but seeing how… close John and Emi were tonight really s-set him off. It… it hurts, Keith. I want to be a good friend and let go, but I—“ he stops himself before he can finish the sentence with ‘can’t’.

“It doesn’t help that we live together. I see her every day. We go to class together. It’s the same as it was… but it’s not. I want her to be happy, but… I wanted her to be happy with me.”

Grayson closes his eyes for a moment and doesn’t meet Keith’s gaze. “I know that’s selfish. But…” he takes a deep breath before forcing the next part of his sentence out. “I love her. I have for almost two years now. Since she treated me like a person and not some weirdo like almost everyone else in my life. She’s helped me so much, to grow as a person, and she waited for me to say something for so long. I just… I can’t let go that easily, even though I know I should.”

“Emi made her choice though. She doesn’t want me,” he says in a small, broken voice. “Who would?”

Keith looks at the metal warping and winces. He was rather glad it was the railing and not him. That, and that would be one more thing they'd need to pay for. Good thing the venue wasn't in their name. He listened as best he could at Grayson's explanation. He knew the dragon was a voice in his head and also another being, but he understood it wasn't the same as what he and White had been.

What could he even tell him? Letting go of something like that, when he was so close and both had been waiting, was the hardest thing he could imagine. Hell he thought he would have a hard time letting go of Kylie and yet it was surprisingly easy after..... realizing he could be something more. Grayson had it worse, he did have to see her everyday, and that would make everything that much more difficult. That and that John had been over there nearly everyday.

Keith takes a steadying breath hearing his best friend finally speak a truth he thought would never come out. Even though Emi hadn't heard it, unless she would hear it through Keith's mind, he was proud of him. Stolas landed on the railing near Keith and watched Grayson as well.

"Grayson," Keith said in as comforting a voice as he could. "Selfish or not, that is something to be selfish of. I-I can only imagine just how it would be seeing her everyday now, and then John being around nearly all the time. It's maddening. And that love, that's somethin' deeply ingrained. There's," Keith's voice caught and he had to steady himself again. "There's still something to be said for it."

"You don't have to let go immediately, Grayson. But part of it is also the dragon too." He places a hand on Grayson's should, tries to at least. "I know someone does. And as far as... that entire situation goes, John has a bad habit of goin' and puttin' himself in the direct line of fire. He needs to know everything, and always have a hand on the wheel somewhere." Keith stops and takes a deep breath to steady himself.

"Thing is, she could very well still be waiting. There are things you can do that he can't. Sometimes, you have to take that leap of faith. And if you do want to try and move on, I will gladly come with you to talk with someone as a wingman. You've got friends here, and a brother in arms even though I'm over at West Side." Keith offers a comforting smile. "I may not be Manny levels of wing man, but I do know you well enough to help get a conversation going. But only if you want, I ain't gonna force ya."

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Keith takes a MASKS advance:
Kylie permanently loses Influence over Keith, and Keith shifts Mundane up.

Comfort/Support: 2d6+2 5 + 1 for Influence +1 for another Mundane point = 7

[mmdeforrest]

"You don't have to let go immediately, Grayson. But part of it is also the dragon too." He places a hand on Grayson's should, tries to at least. "I know someone does. And as far as... that entire situation goes, John has a bad habit of goin' and puttin' himself in the direct line of fire. He needs to know everything, and always have a hand on the wheel somewhere." Keith stops and takes a deep breath to steady himself.

"Thing is, she could very well still be waiting. There are things you can do that he can't. Sometimes, you have to take that leap of faith. And if you do want to try and move on, I will gladly come with you to talk with someone as a wingman. You've got friends here, and a brother in arms even though I'm over at West Side." Keith offers a comforting smile. "I may not be Manny levels of wing man, but I do know you well enough to help get a conversation going. But only if you want, I ain't gonna force ya."

Spoiler: Keith’s phone buzzes angrily. Very angrily.

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“What an absolutely fascinating conversation.”

A picture of the venue appears, showing a clear view of the balcony and the front door. A brief glance is all it takes for Keith to tell the image was taken from a white car.

A white car that shifts its color to black as he glances at it.

“I wonder what John and his particular friend were to think if they heard the playback the next time they were to go somewhere. I’m sure that would do wonders for their opinion of you and in no way, shape, or form make them question their trust of you.

“Or if it made its way back to London and Agent Montcrieff, who was able to deduce your parentage from a thousand miles away. I can only imagine what she would think of it.

“Since you don’t want that to happen, why don’t you walk back some of that encouragement about our particular friend and talk to him about the North Sider who likes anime and who you are going to see if you can set up a double date with you and he and she and the red head?

“Right. Now.”

[Roguewolf]

Spoiler: Keith’s phone buzzes angrily. Very angrily.

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“What an absolutely fascinating conversation.”

A picture of the venue appears, showing a clear view of the balcony and the front door. A brief glance is all it takes for Keith to tell the image was taken from a white car.

A white car that shifts its color to black as he glances at it.

“I wonder what John and his particular friend were to think if they heard the playback the next time they were to go somewhere. I’m sure that would do wonders for their opinion of you and in no way, shape, or form make them question their trust of you.

“Or if it made its way back to London and Agent Montcrieff, who was able to deduce your parentage from a thousand miles away. I can only imagine what she would think of it.

“Since you don’t want that to happen, why don’t you walk back some of that encouragement about our particular friend and talk to him about the North Sider who likes anime and who you are going to see if you can set up a double date with you and he and she and the red head?

“Right. Now.”

Keith takes his phone out of his pocket and looks at it curiously. He doesn't recognize the number but when he opens the text, his eyes widen. He sees Clea shift colors quickly as he looks over and then nods at Stolas.

He types back a quick response.

Spoiler: Text to Clea

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"How do I know you'll not just play it for them all anyway? I also assume you'll want updates on the situation as well. This is definitely a new one for me though."

"I'll see what I can do."

Keith takes a steadying breath still looking at where Clea was. "Think you feel up to meetin' Addi? I'll be there the entire time, promise. I may have spoken a bit too harshly about John. And it might help a bit, she's really nice too."