Eleanor, in super management mode:

Decides to have a try and talk with Seattle's mayor about putting Mael in a zoo. Not only would people coming to see this aberration generate cashflow both for the city and the Sunday Group, but also it would be even cheaper not to book any return flight for him at all instead of doing so using the crate option.

Val watching Clive perform a good ol' fashion octuple tap with his hatchet and trying not to vomit.

Clive's gonna get vibe checked if he keeps this up.

@Rapid Reader Likely. He's looking for a Witcher's retirement.

What people got wrong about the Sunday Group's job posting for a team of supernatural investigators:

Clive: Yes, it is true that 'supernatural' is somewhat associated with increased toughness and shit, but that doesn't mean that the pathologist's calm hand and scalpel has to be replaced by an absurd amount of lead, copper, hardened steel and gunpowder residue each and every time when it comes to accessing the inner workings of a body.

Val: You need to know the tiny difference between 'investigation' and 'research'. What you're doing down in your lab is the latter and it's so regularly off-topic -- to put it that way -- that I'm seriously worried about our building turning into a non space-capable rocket or into the world's most efficient synthetic drug factory. Maybe even both, at the same time. And what's the progress on that superpowered coffee ?

Edgar: When I said 'supernatural investigators', I primarily meant that we are ordinary investigators investigating supernatural cases, not supernatural investigators hoping only to be confronted with ordinary stuff so they can hang out, relax and silently ridicule the mundane world using their magic tricks most efficiently.

Maël: You and Clive make up for a pretty nasty deadlock: As long as he keeps shooting you won't run into the carnage and make it even bigger. On the other side if you try that anyway he has to stop shooting or he risks killing a colleague. I can't fire anyone of you or the other one will be allowed to roam freely with no limits whatsoever. That really gives me a headache!

I can't fire anyone of you or the other one will be allowed to roam freely with no limits whatsoever. That really gives me a headache!

Why is that so accurate? That's amazing.

How Clive and Val look at each other when they meet in the break room at 2 in the am pm because she's high as fuck and looking for munchies and he can't go back to sleep or the skinwalkers in his dreams will get him.

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Why is that so accurate? That's amazing.

I've simply got talent for seeing the obvious :)

What Eleanor expected when the SG higher ups told her she was getting a new crew:



What she got:

Speaking of 'higher ups': Is Eleanor the top level or are there higher tiers of administration ?

There are higher ups but they are murky and mysterious, even Eleanor dosen't know who (or what) they are. Her communication with them is primarily through the bakelite telephone in her office and she has only put together a few hints and conjectures in the decade or so she has been with the Sunday Group. The sources of funding are equally mysterious, though a portion of it come from life insurance payments and contributions from clients.

Val and Mael

I'll post a bit later tonight, I think I'm finally recovered from 4th of July.

Clive describing his workout routine to the gang

Related Val content:

Clive at home:

"Do you ever look at someone and wonder what is going on inside their head?"

Playing my Trail of Cthulhu game

Other players - You seem awful worried you are going to die Penny
Me with 20 points in firearms - I'm worried I am going to go insane and then YOU are going to die.

Thinking of you Clive!
@Jarl Coolgruuf

@Penny "I'm not locked in here with you. You're locked in here with me."