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| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>It is early evening and Lucretia is standing on her porch, waiting for the beings that she contracted to help her to arrive. She has a modest home, for a mansion, meaning that it is only marginally larger than most public buildings. The noble skunk is dressed in what someone must have told her was a mystical dress. Scarves and beads and occult symbols practically drip from her dress. She seems more nervous than mysterious, though, waiting in the fading light.<br> <br>Cassidy drops from the sky, landing with patter and a flow of her coat's tails, before standing up to straighten her coat and tie. "Good evening. I am here to assist you with your... Spiritual matters?" She raises her brow behind her mask and flashes a smile, before dipping into a bow. "It is nice to meet you."<br> <br>Making her way up the street from the Freesword's Guild, Natska smiles to herself at a familiar sight falling from the heavens. She walks up next to Cassidy and raises two fingers to the brim of her hat, giving the noble a bow of her head in greeting. "Good evening," she greets. "What is the problem?"<br> <br>Siyu is dressed in his finery and silks. The short kangaroo rat wasn't really considering what might be happening in "Spirital" matters. But with the Old ones working together and other random things happening he's investigating anything which might be a lead. He's had a lot of false ones lately. So desptie being dressed head to toe in his fancy silk creator suit he's alert. He bows his head, "hello everyone"<br> <br>Clank clank clank... Curious metallic collisions echo into the air, growing louder and louder with each moment. Eventually, the disturbance reveals itself in the form of a golden leonine fellow jogging quickly towards the indicated area. Upon his back, a large travel backpack clinks about until he finally gathers around with the growing group with a few soft pants. "Phew," Dio exhasperates, wiping a bit of sweat off his brow. "I 'eared there was a bit o' trouble 'round these parts!" Picking his chest up, the lion grows a prideful look and smiles. "Dio the Traveler is at yer service! 'ow can I 'elp ya. Got some spooky spirits that need punchin'?"<br> <br>"Oh, thank the Creators," the noblewoman says, wringing her graceful hands, "I was starting to think that you wouldn't come!" She catches herself, then tries to cover up her relief. "I mean," she lowers her voice to what she almost certainly thinks is a sultry whisper, "The stars are right! Let us gaze upon the infinite!" She opens the front door and leads the others into a finely furnished parlor where a small, round table has been decorated with a crystal ball (With a tag still attached to the stand,) and a sensible white table cloth. |
| + | Lucretia turns to face her guests as she takes up a spot on the far side of the table, her veil drooping over her face in a way that is maybe just a bit silly. Not the effect she hoped for, for certain. "For the past three nights," she says, "As the sun sets, my home is troubled by lost spirits!" She pauses for dramatic effect.<br> <br>Cassidy tips her hat towards Natska, tail flicking behind her. "Hello! Good to see you today, friend! Sleep well last night?" She lets her question hang in the air as she looks back towards Lucretia, following the skunk in. "Lost spirits, huh? Why might that be? And what are they doing, exactly?" She leans forward to peer at the crystal ball, confusion written on her face, although it's not plain for anyone to see.<br> <br>Natska shoots Cassidy a happy smile as she enters the house alongside her friend. "No," she answers, although her tone is quite cheerful. "Good to see you here, Cass." Siyu gets a friendly nod of recognition. The new face gets a tilted head, then a bright grin as Natska's tail flicks. However, business. She listens to Lucretia, ears perked, then glances around the room. "I see. What do the spirits do when they show up?" she asks. As she talks, she slips a couple of fingers into her belt pouch, fishing for something; a slight twitch and a muted hiss as she makes contact, even through her gloves, and she draws out a small ivory bone on a silver chain that she slips around her wrist.<br> <br>Siyu is not looking all of that impressed, he raises a brow, tilting his head towards the crystal ball on the table, "uh...spirits, do you mean shadows, or the influences of cultists what exactly are you reffering to by spirits?" He glances again towards the other three, offering an incline and a bow of his head. He smiles at Cassidy and Nat, bowing his head politely. He looks over at Dio, "And Dio too? You know about spirits Dio?" he inquires<br> <br>"Lost spirits ya say," Dio questions with hightened curiosity, an idle finger brushing ever so gently at his fuzzy golden chin. "An' they're lost! Let the mystery begin." In a rather socially awkward manner, the lion paces over towards the lady's side of the table rather than the opposite and nods to Siyu. "Ya know, I met a ghost once. I was out an' 'bout the forest ya see when I 'eard some kind o' ghastly flappin' noises o' somethin'," he claims with an air and tone of mystery. "I went to investigate, an' there I saw it. Up in the trees in the dead o' night, some white apperition o' sorts wielding somethin' sharp! It was almost like fabric o' somethin' the way it moved, but I got outta there quick." | ||
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| + | Leaning closer and closer over the table, Dio peers at the strange ball with extreme interest. "Ooh, an' what's this, lass? Is this where we're gonna gaze into the infinite? I don't think ya could fit infinity in there, ya know? Don't think ya could fit it in anythin'! Not even a quarter o' an' infinity."<br> <br>Seeing that no one is inclined to be impressed by the dramatic display she is putting on, the skunk noblewoman tugs off her veil and flops into one of the five seats at the little table. "It isn't shadows," she says, "but whatever it is, it has frightened all the servants away and I can't get anyone from the Manor to look into it for love nor money." She sounds much more believable now that she has dropped the mystic whispering. "Each night, a little after sunset, SOMETHING happens in this room!" she peers out the window to check the progress of the setting sun, "It is never quite the same, but there are strange lights and music and the sound of people speaking in words no one understands." She looks up and part of the reason for her veil becomes apparent as she shows that her eyes are bloodshot and surrounded by dark circles. "I myself have not slept in four days now!" | ||
| + | Lucretia looks at the gathered beings, her desperation apparent. "I don't know much about spirits," she says, "But I thought if I held a seance, that maybe we could find out what they want and they would go away and I could have my house back!" She looks askance at Dio as he examines the ball. "Surely you must know that a Crystal is essential for contacting the infinite beyond!" she sniffs. | ||
| + | The front window has grown increasingly dark.<br> <br>Cassidy frowns softly. "Sorry to hear that, Natska," she comments as an aside, though her attention remains on the skunk. "Well... I mean, I guess it's worth a try? If not, I suppose we could stay the night and see it for ourselves? I wouldn't mind camping out in this room for a bit, at least. I'm certainly curious, now! And hello there, Dio. Good to see you again. I missed your stories."<br> <br>Natska's ear flicks, and the jaguar gives Cassidy a small reassuring smile. She listens to Lucretia's story, and then nods her head at the noble skunk again. "We are certainly the group to do things for pay, lady Lucretia," she replies. "If that is a seance, then of course I am willing to sit in a seance. I think between those of us here we can make some good observations as well, when things happen." | ||
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It is early evening and Lucretia is standing on her porch, waiting for the beings that she contracted to help her to arrive. She has a modest home, for a mansion, meaning that it is only marginally larger than most public buildings. The noble skunk is dressed in what someone must have told her was a mystical dress. Scarves and beads and occult symbols practically drip from her dress. She seems more nervous than mysterious, though, waiting in the fading light.
Cassidy drops from the sky, landing with patter and a flow of her coat's tails, before standing up to straighten her coat and tie. "Good evening. I am here to assist you with your... Spiritual matters?" She raises her brow behind her mask and flashes a smile, before dipping into a bow. "It is nice to meet you."
Making her way up the street from the Freesword's Guild, Natska smiles to herself at a familiar sight falling from the heavens. She walks up next to Cassidy and raises two fingers to the brim of her hat, giving the noble a bow of her head in greeting. "Good evening," she greets. "What is the problem?"
Siyu is dressed in his finery and silks. The short kangaroo rat wasn't really considering what might be happening in "Spirital" matters. But with the Old ones working together and other random things happening he's investigating anything which might be a lead. He's had a lot of false ones lately. So desptie being dressed head to toe in his fancy silk creator suit he's alert. He bows his head, "hello everyone"
Clank clank clank... Curious metallic collisions echo into the air, growing louder and louder with each moment. Eventually, the disturbance reveals itself in the form of a golden leonine fellow jogging quickly towards the indicated area. Upon his back, a large travel backpack clinks about until he finally gathers around with the growing group with a few soft pants. "Phew," Dio exhasperates, wiping a bit of sweat off his brow. "I 'eared there was a bit o' trouble 'round these parts!" Picking his chest up, the lion grows a prideful look and smiles. "Dio the Traveler is at yer service! 'ow can I 'elp ya. Got some spooky spirits that need punchin'?"
"Oh, thank the Creators," the noblewoman says, wringing her graceful hands, "I was starting to think that you wouldn't come!" She catches herself, then tries to cover up her relief. "I mean," she lowers her voice to what she almost certainly thinks is a sultry whisper, "The stars are right! Let us gaze upon the infinite!" She opens the front door and leads the others into a finely furnished parlor where a small, round table has been decorated with a crystal ball (With a tag still attached to the stand,) and a sensible white table cloth.
Lucretia turns to face her guests as she takes up a spot on the far side of the table, her veil drooping over her face in a way that is maybe just a bit silly. Not the effect she hoped for, for certain. "For the past three nights," she says, "As the sun sets, my home is troubled by lost spirits!" She pauses for dramatic effect.
Cassidy tips her hat towards Natska, tail flicking behind her. "Hello! Good to see you today, friend! Sleep well last night?" She lets her question hang in the air as she looks back towards Lucretia, following the skunk in. "Lost spirits, huh? Why might that be? And what are they doing, exactly?" She leans forward to peer at the crystal ball, confusion written on her face, although it's not plain for anyone to see.
Natska shoots Cassidy a happy smile as she enters the house alongside her friend. "No," she answers, although her tone is quite cheerful. "Good to see you here, Cass." Siyu gets a friendly nod of recognition. The new face gets a tilted head, then a bright grin as Natska's tail flicks. However, business. She listens to Lucretia, ears perked, then glances around the room. "I see. What do the spirits do when they show up?" she asks. As she talks, she slips a couple of fingers into her belt pouch, fishing for something; a slight twitch and a muted hiss as she makes contact, even through her gloves, and she draws out a small ivory bone on a silver chain that she slips around her wrist.
Siyu is not looking all of that impressed, he raises a brow, tilting his head towards the crystal ball on the table, "uh...spirits, do you mean shadows, or the influences of cultists what exactly are you reffering to by spirits?" He glances again towards the other three, offering an incline and a bow of his head. He smiles at Cassidy and Nat, bowing his head politely. He looks over at Dio, "And Dio too? You know about spirits Dio?" he inquires
"Lost spirits ya say," Dio questions with hightened curiosity, an idle finger brushing ever so gently at his fuzzy golden chin. "An' they're lost! Let the mystery begin." In a rather socially awkward manner, the lion paces over towards the lady's side of the table rather than the opposite and nods to Siyu. "Ya know, I met a ghost once. I was out an' 'bout the forest ya see when I 'eard some kind o' ghastly flappin' noises o' somethin'," he claims with an air and tone of mystery. "I went to investigate, an' there I saw it. Up in the trees in the dead o' night, some white apperition o' sorts wielding somethin' sharp! It was almost like fabric o' somethin' the way it moved, but I got outta there quick."
Leaning closer and closer over the table, Dio peers at the strange ball with extreme interest. "Ooh, an' what's this, lass? Is this where we're gonna gaze into the infinite? I don't think ya could fit infinity in there, ya know? Don't think ya could fit it in anythin'! Not even a quarter o' an' infinity."
Seeing that no one is inclined to be impressed by the dramatic display she is putting on, the skunk noblewoman tugs off her veil and flops into one of the five seats at the little table. "It isn't shadows," she says, "but whatever it is, it has frightened all the servants away and I can't get anyone from the Manor to look into it for love nor money." She sounds much more believable now that she has dropped the mystic whispering. "Each night, a little after sunset, SOMETHING happens in this room!" she peers out the window to check the progress of the setting sun, "It is never quite the same, but there are strange lights and music and the sound of people speaking in words no one understands." She looks up and part of the reason for her veil becomes apparent as she shows that her eyes are bloodshot and surrounded by dark circles. "I myself have not slept in four days now!"
Lucretia looks at the gathered beings, her desperation apparent. "I don't know much about spirits," she says, "But I thought if I held a seance, that maybe we could find out what they want and they would go away and I could have my house back!" She looks askance at Dio as he examines the ball. "Surely you must know that a Crystal is essential for contacting the infinite beyond!" she sniffs.
The front window has grown increasingly dark.
Cassidy frowns softly. "Sorry to hear that, Natska," she comments as an aside, though her attention remains on the skunk. "Well... I mean, I guess it's worth a try? If not, I suppose we could stay the night and see it for ourselves? I wouldn't mind camping out in this room for a bit, at least. I'm certainly curious, now! And hello there, Dio. Good to see you again. I missed your stories."
Natska's ear flicks, and the jaguar gives Cassidy a small reassuring smile. She listens to Lucretia's story, and then nods her head at the noble skunk again. "We are certainly the group to do things for pay, lady Lucretia," she replies. "If that is a seance, then of course I am willing to sit in a seance. I think between those of us here we can make some good observations as well, when things happen."
