[center][h1][color=96EACE]Joseph[/color][/h1][/center]

[color=F0B398]"Hey idiot, living room! Now!"[/color]

Joseph groaned as he stood up. He'd been busy experimenting with the runes he'd need for his latest creation at his workbench, when he'd been interrupted by the grating sound of his landlady summoning him. He had half a mind to just ignore her and get back to work, but it seemed like there was something a little more urgent in her tone than usual... or she just had a sore throat from cursing out some poor idiot who had come to see her after ignoring her previous advice, which wasn't exactly uncommon. Still, in order to avoid becoming one of said poor idiots, he decided to bite the bullet and see what she needed him for.

He was glad he did. When he got to the living room, she was just staring at the TV, and more specifically a particularly misery-inducing face that he'd been [i]pretty[/i] sure he'd be seeing again, but he'd [i]really[/i] wished he wouldn't have to. As he continued to listen to Seraphs speech, what had started as mere frustration turned in to anger, which quickly turned into full on rage. How many people had he killed, just to justify his stupid little grudge to the rest of the world? And now he was going to try and finish it. And not just with Pattie, but all of them. Even little Eliza, who he didn't think had ever even [i]done[/i] anything to them.

And Jamie...

[color=96EACE]"Hey Hag, I think I'm gonna head out for a bit."[/color] He said, his tone as casual and lazy as ever.

[color=F0B398]"Sure, sure, probably out searching for more strays like that rat."[/color] She said, waving a dismissive hand at him as she started to leave the room. [color=F0B398]"Then again, I suppose this is one of the more welcoming places for strays to live. If you find anymore, I could probably make room for them..."[/color]

With the Hag's show of support, Joseph ran back to his shed to stock up. Runic tags, weapons, extra ink, and a new jacket with more powerful protective runes than usual. It had been a while since he'd been able to go into a fight he was [i]prepared[/i] for, and by god, he was not going to let the opportunity pass him by. Once he was prepared, he began to head out, only to be stopped by a familiar face... snout... [i]thing[/i] snuffling at his feet.

[color=96EACE]"Sorry Amadan, we can play again later."[/color] He said, giving the vermite a quick scratch before heading out.

Barely a couple of minutes later, he was already on the road, driving far faster than he usually preferred. Road safety was important, yes, but friend's safety was somewhat moreso. This was how he justified ringing Brie as he drove.

[color=96EACE]"Did you see the news?"[/color] He asked, not even bothering to tell her who it was. She probably already knew, after all. [color=96EACE]"We all need to meet up as soon as possible. Is Jamie with you? Are you guys alright?"[/color]

[@Danvers]