It's great to know at least which team Cain is on. And I also appreciate the deadlines. Otherwise we might get bogged down waiting for each person to post. That being said, more posts are definitely better, haha!
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Juniper happily accepted the small external drive from The Detective. This would be much easier to sift through than the files. She spent a moment appraising the male/female ports on the drive and thinking over which of her devices would be most easily compatible with it. She had a tablet in her bag that would probably work find, and then she wouldn’t have to stop anywhere else… especially if folks wanted to take the Detective up on the offer of staying in this room for the rest of the day.
Argenti spoke up soon after and suggested they go to Cain’s B&B instead, bringing up the possibility that they were being watched here. Juniper imagined that The Detective had used some of their abilities to put a sort of shroud over the place, but there was no guarantee that would hold once The Detective entered their sleep. Juniper didn’t fully understand their abilities, of course, but she imagined it was a bit like a witch’s spellcasting. Some spells were passive, and some required full concentration. If The Detective was going to sleep, they likely couldn’t cast spells that needed the latter—so any extra protection the group had might cease.
Juniper, too, felt the wave as The Detective went to sleep. It felt a little…oppressive, but not in any way that she could easily describe. She was sure the others in the room picked up on it too, each Lesser responding in their own way.
Soon it was decided that Argenti and Setepenre would be going to question some associates or contacts of Argenti’s. Juniper wasn’t exactly sure what kind of company the Succubus kept, but she imagined mostly attractive folks in aesthetic places, which was quite amenable to the younger witch. Setepenre brought up the more logical point that they shouldn’t be off on their own just yet.
”I think that sounds good. I’ll come.” Juniper said, standing up. She pushed the files that had been in front of her to the center of the table. “Y’all can look over these. I’ll check out the stuff on the drive and we can compare leads after talking to Argenti’s contacts.” Not only did she get to go somewhere else, but now she could get out of sitting around reading actual paper. This was the best-case scenario, at least for her.
She put the hard-drive in her bag, and looked off to the side, grabbing a pen from one of the side tables. “Here, I’ll write my number. Y’all can send me a text with your name. I’ll set up a group text so everyone can add their names to their numbers.” She wrote her cell number on a sticky note that was used as a page-marker for one of the folders. When she wrote her name, Juniper, she put a little heart as the dot above the i. After scribbling that down for the group, she told Setepenre and Argenti she would get their numbers while they were on the way, rather than standing around for excruciatingly slow minutes as everyone said their numbers aloud digit by digit.
Juniper may be a glutton, but she was not terribly interested in wasting time—at least, not her own time.
Argenti spoke up soon after and suggested they go to Cain’s B&B instead, bringing up the possibility that they were being watched here. Juniper imagined that The Detective had used some of their abilities to put a sort of shroud over the place, but there was no guarantee that would hold once The Detective entered their sleep. Juniper didn’t fully understand their abilities, of course, but she imagined it was a bit like a witch’s spellcasting. Some spells were passive, and some required full concentration. If The Detective was going to sleep, they likely couldn’t cast spells that needed the latter—so any extra protection the group had might cease.
Juniper, too, felt the wave as The Detective went to sleep. It felt a little…oppressive, but not in any way that she could easily describe. She was sure the others in the room picked up on it too, each Lesser responding in their own way.
Soon it was decided that Argenti and Setepenre would be going to question some associates or contacts of Argenti’s. Juniper wasn’t exactly sure what kind of company the Succubus kept, but she imagined mostly attractive folks in aesthetic places, which was quite amenable to the younger witch. Setepenre brought up the more logical point that they shouldn’t be off on their own just yet.
”I think that sounds good. I’ll come.” Juniper said, standing up. She pushed the files that had been in front of her to the center of the table. “Y’all can look over these. I’ll check out the stuff on the drive and we can compare leads after talking to Argenti’s contacts.” Not only did she get to go somewhere else, but now she could get out of sitting around reading actual paper. This was the best-case scenario, at least for her.
She put the hard-drive in her bag, and looked off to the side, grabbing a pen from one of the side tables. “Here, I’ll write my number. Y’all can send me a text with your name. I’ll set up a group text so everyone can add their names to their numbers.” She wrote her cell number on a sticky note that was used as a page-marker for one of the folders. When she wrote her name, Juniper, she put a little heart as the dot above the i. After scribbling that down for the group, she told Setepenre and Argenti she would get their numbers while they were on the way, rather than standing around for excruciatingly slow minutes as everyone said their numbers aloud digit by digit.
Juniper may be a glutton, but she was not terribly interested in wasting time—at least, not her own time.
Thanks for taking the lead with your character!
I don't think I will have Juni go with Argenti, though, at least not as the only one--because I want to give other folks the chance to go with him.
Is there anyone else suspicious and wanting to keep tags on Argenti, or just want to go along on a potential side quest/interview?
I don't think I will have Juni go with Argenti, though, at least not as the only one--because I want to give other folks the chance to go with him.
Is there anyone else suspicious and wanting to keep tags on Argenti, or just want to go along on a potential side quest/interview?
Some of the other folks began to grab folders, which was a relief. Juniper had no desire to be the ‘brains’ of this operation by herself. Cain suggested that they all stay at Albert’s B&B. Juniper nodded in agreement, though it might not have been obvious she was responding silently to him, as she was still staring at her phone. She definitely thought it would be best for them to set up a sort of HQ, and Albert’s was likely the comfiest and cutest of their options.
She glanced across the table at Albert, trying to recall if he had listed a name that she could look up, to check on the reviews for his place—but it might not be that sort of venue. Still, even other-worldy establishments needed the quality control that only patrons could provide. Albert spoke next, posing two main questions, the first was whether they were sure the Innocents were dead, (they were) and the second was what each of them were getting out of this arrangement.
Juniper wasn’t sure it mattered, since the deals were each made with the Detective and it wasn’t really her place to judge whatever guilty pleasure the rest of them were stoking with this arrangement. However, The Detective agreed that they should share their reasons, as noble or selfish as they might be. Perhaps it would help them to build trust.
Slowly, the other folks around the room brought up their own payment, and that they agreed to take on The Outcasts. Juniper fiddled with her phone. Some might think she was still researching, and she was…sort of. But she was also updating a status and adding some fire emojis to her response for a comment.
“Mhmmm.” She let out as more of a hum than an answer. Juniper looked up after a few more moments, realizing that probably wasn’t enough. “Sorry, uh yea, I’m in.”
“As far as payment, The Detective agreed to give me information when some of the shops drop new product lines, like drinks, holiday specials, that sort of thing. That way I can be first to try them, get pic and post it.” Juniper grinned, wiggling her phone a bit as proof—as if that was even necessary at this point—that she was a bit obsessed with social media.
“And yeah, Albert. I’d love to check out your bed and breakfast. I know it’s a bit private, but like… I can take pictures, right? And what kind of climate is it, so I know which outfits to pack. Do you have a pool?” Juniper was already trying to plan out which accessories she would bring for her pictures. She might need to buy more, just to make sure she had the right ones. And if he had a pool, she could do a Genie pool accessories buying spree then test out the gadgets for her viewers.
“Can I just get your number so I can text you my other questions?” They were all incredibly specific questions, and she didn’t think everyone else wanted to know. “Actually, can we set up a group text all around?” That would make more sense for communication. Just because a lot of them were old didn’t mean they needed to rely on carrier pigeons to pass information back and forth.
She glanced across the table at Albert, trying to recall if he had listed a name that she could look up, to check on the reviews for his place—but it might not be that sort of venue. Still, even other-worldy establishments needed the quality control that only patrons could provide. Albert spoke next, posing two main questions, the first was whether they were sure the Innocents were dead, (they were) and the second was what each of them were getting out of this arrangement.
Juniper wasn’t sure it mattered, since the deals were each made with the Detective and it wasn’t really her place to judge whatever guilty pleasure the rest of them were stoking with this arrangement. However, The Detective agreed that they should share their reasons, as noble or selfish as they might be. Perhaps it would help them to build trust.
Slowly, the other folks around the room brought up their own payment, and that they agreed to take on The Outcasts. Juniper fiddled with her phone. Some might think she was still researching, and she was…sort of. But she was also updating a status and adding some fire emojis to her response for a comment.
“Mhmmm.” She let out as more of a hum than an answer. Juniper looked up after a few more moments, realizing that probably wasn’t enough. “Sorry, uh yea, I’m in.”
“As far as payment, The Detective agreed to give me information when some of the shops drop new product lines, like drinks, holiday specials, that sort of thing. That way I can be first to try them, get pic and post it.” Juniper grinned, wiggling her phone a bit as proof—as if that was even necessary at this point—that she was a bit obsessed with social media.
“And yeah, Albert. I’d love to check out your bed and breakfast. I know it’s a bit private, but like… I can take pictures, right? And what kind of climate is it, so I know which outfits to pack. Do you have a pool?” Juniper was already trying to plan out which accessories she would bring for her pictures. She might need to buy more, just to make sure she had the right ones. And if he had a pool, she could do a Genie pool accessories buying spree then test out the gadgets for her viewers.
“Can I just get your number so I can text you my other questions?” They were all incredibly specific questions, and she didn’t think everyone else wanted to know. “Actually, can we set up a group text all around?” That would make more sense for communication. Just because a lot of them were old didn’t mean they needed to rely on carrier pigeons to pass information back and forth.
Shit. I can't believe I missed the deadline. I've had some major schedule changes at work and just haven't gotten into the normal groove yet.
I like the set up and look forward to seeing how our characters learn about what to do next and work together through it.
I like the set up and look forward to seeing how our characters learn about what to do next and work together through it.
Hey folks, hope everyone is enjoying their July! I am going to am amusement park next week and am psyched, even though it looks like it will be ungodly hot, haha.
If you have any questions about your posts, feel free to put them here or reach out to me or LadyAnnaLee directly. I reached out to them when u was doing my character post just to get a better idea of things Juni might see in the files.
If you have any questions about your posts, feel free to put them here or reach out to me or LadyAnnaLee directly. I reached out to them when u was doing my character post just to get a better idea of things Juni might see in the files.
The one who was introduced as Cain asked a more personal question about The Detective, following up by asking the same of the rest of the group. Juniper would have considered that to be quite a personal question—one that required a fair amount of vulnerability. She was more likely to admit her sexual fetishes over talking about her abilities in conversation. Cain provided his reasoning for the question, which was sound. If they wanted to take care of this problem, they needed to be forthcoming with each other. And if he could truly emulate any of their abilities, they could potentially be a great deal stronger. And of course, the ability made a great deal of sense with him being Lesser Envy. Juniper found herself wondering if he grew depressed with himself when he wasn’t around others to emulate—if he felt like he wasn’t enough on his own.
Since he had taken the initiative of explaining his own ability first, Juniper felt a bit less hostile about potentially providing her own tidbit of information, after a few others jumped in as well. Setepenre could transform into and embody the notable characteristics of a lioness. Interesting, though she wasn’t sure how lions were particularly prideful. Actually, her thoughts jumped to Pride rock and she was somewhat sure that was related to the Disney movie the Lion King. A quick phone search revealed that was, in fact, the kingdom of the Lion. And wasn’t a group of lions called a pride? Still, those didn’t really seem to be entirely about being Prideful, so Juniper would have to wait to learn exactly why she was Lesser Pride another time.
Albert brought up a few questions and explained that he had the ability to create contracts. Juniper found it amusing. Of course someone embodying sloth would just write down contracts and make shit happen rather than actually doing anything himself. He also explained that he had a bed and breakfast just outside the city with a great deal of protection. That was pretty awesome. Juniper wondered how cute it was. Albert was dressed with a sort of eccentricity that led her to believe he would have quite an eclectic taste in décor for the bed and breakfast. She was always looking for neat places to go, as long as he didn’t make her sign any contracts before stepping foot in the place. Juniper was pretty shit at reading fine print. Sure, he provided an electronic version, could always control+f the thing for key words like ‘soul,’ ‘heart,’ ‘exchange’ that sort of thing. But thesauruses could be mighty weapons too, and she didn’t trust herself with such business.
Juniper accepted the folder handed over by The Detective, though she not-so-internally sighed that it wasn’t in the form of electronic files. Paper was so… bulky and ineffective. The answers from The Detective told her that these folks came to The City with a plan, and likely had a lot of things in place over the weeks before ever affecting The Detective. The Detective began to answer Cain’s question about their abilities, which was quite a trusting gesture. Juniper half-listened as she began flipping through the folders. She could also scan the documents into her phone with her camera app and then look through them electronically.
When she was addressed again a short while later, Juniper let out a thoughtful hum. “Maybe. I’m going to need a bit more time.” She fiddled on her phone as she spoke. “As for Cain’s question, I am a witch. I use some spells, mostly to alter myself in minor ways, or create some illusions, along with some basic healing and such. I can also make a person fixate on their guilty pleasures to the point of neglecting obligations or basic body functions.”
Putting her phone down, the display revealed a map app still up, with a couple of pins on it. “I didn’t see anything jump out in terms of age, gender, race, marital status or occupation.” Those were all the quick things to look at, basic one-word answers on the first page of each of the folders. “I started putting home addresses and work addresses in for each person, to look at where their paths might be crossing with each other. There are definitely some similarities, but I am not sure if it is a coincidence related to population density in general, or perhaps these people were targeted somewhere near their homes, at a grocery store, library, fundraiser event, whatever. I’ll need more time and maybe some of y’all who like reading long boring biographies can take a look at some of these, too.” Juniper slid the folders out in case other folks wanted to grab some and read through people’s backgrounds. She saved their names in her phone, and would look them up on social media while the conversation around the table continued.
Since he had taken the initiative of explaining his own ability first, Juniper felt a bit less hostile about potentially providing her own tidbit of information, after a few others jumped in as well. Setepenre could transform into and embody the notable characteristics of a lioness. Interesting, though she wasn’t sure how lions were particularly prideful. Actually, her thoughts jumped to Pride rock and she was somewhat sure that was related to the Disney movie the Lion King. A quick phone search revealed that was, in fact, the kingdom of the Lion. And wasn’t a group of lions called a pride? Still, those didn’t really seem to be entirely about being Prideful, so Juniper would have to wait to learn exactly why she was Lesser Pride another time.
Albert brought up a few questions and explained that he had the ability to create contracts. Juniper found it amusing. Of course someone embodying sloth would just write down contracts and make shit happen rather than actually doing anything himself. He also explained that he had a bed and breakfast just outside the city with a great deal of protection. That was pretty awesome. Juniper wondered how cute it was. Albert was dressed with a sort of eccentricity that led her to believe he would have quite an eclectic taste in décor for the bed and breakfast. She was always looking for neat places to go, as long as he didn’t make her sign any contracts before stepping foot in the place. Juniper was pretty shit at reading fine print. Sure, he provided an electronic version, could always control+f the thing for key words like ‘soul,’ ‘heart,’ ‘exchange’ that sort of thing. But thesauruses could be mighty weapons too, and she didn’t trust herself with such business.
Juniper accepted the folder handed over by The Detective, though she not-so-internally sighed that it wasn’t in the form of electronic files. Paper was so… bulky and ineffective. The answers from The Detective told her that these folks came to The City with a plan, and likely had a lot of things in place over the weeks before ever affecting The Detective. The Detective began to answer Cain’s question about their abilities, which was quite a trusting gesture. Juniper half-listened as she began flipping through the folders. She could also scan the documents into her phone with her camera app and then look through them electronically.
When she was addressed again a short while later, Juniper let out a thoughtful hum. “Maybe. I’m going to need a bit more time.” She fiddled on her phone as she spoke. “As for Cain’s question, I am a witch. I use some spells, mostly to alter myself in minor ways, or create some illusions, along with some basic healing and such. I can also make a person fixate on their guilty pleasures to the point of neglecting obligations or basic body functions.”
Putting her phone down, the display revealed a map app still up, with a couple of pins on it. “I didn’t see anything jump out in terms of age, gender, race, marital status or occupation.” Those were all the quick things to look at, basic one-word answers on the first page of each of the folders. “I started putting home addresses and work addresses in for each person, to look at where their paths might be crossing with each other. There are definitely some similarities, but I am not sure if it is a coincidence related to population density in general, or perhaps these people were targeted somewhere near their homes, at a grocery store, library, fundraiser event, whatever. I’ll need more time and maybe some of y’all who like reading long boring biographies can take a look at some of these, too.” Juniper slid the folders out in case other folks wanted to grab some and read through people’s backgrounds. She saved their names in her phone, and would look them up on social media while the conversation around the table continued.
I hope to work on a post soon, but I had a drive tonight because I've got a funeral tomorrow. Then I have to drive a few hours back home.
Sounds like a fun side adventure, haha. I love to do that, too. Like, "hmmm what else is going on in this world while our main characters are adventuring."
What do you mean?
@Zanavy
Edited to add: Oh do you mean if she brings her family to the bed and breakfast?
@Zanavy
Edited to add: Oh do you mean if she brings her family to the bed and breakfast?
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