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Thanks for the check in, and bummer to hear that Z is leaving.

Personally, I enjoy this RP. I like the characters in it and writing that has occured so far. I would be happy to continue it. I think one option we could use is open up the RP for new players, and explain that we can work them in as associates of our current players (but not pause writing in the meantime). Perhaps even give them some information related to the Outcasts so they bring that to the table over the course of the investigation. Those players could choose to embody one sin, or perhaps they are lesser in that they embody a few in minor ways.

@LadyAnnaLee Have any good plans for your birthday this week?
Albert. Didn’t. Own. A. Phone.
How?
What?
Seriously?
Juniper blinked blankly, unable to process. How did he order food? How did he meet up with people? How did he shop? How did he market his B&B? Did he even market it?! She had a million questions. Despite the fact that the witch was born in an era without instant communication, she welcomed technology with open-arms. She loved that the things everyone could do now would only be attributed to witchcraft had it been a hundred years earlier.

She accepted Albert’s written number, and thought perhaps her being distracted was what made the characters on the paper change. She generally had to concentrate quite a bit to read, and her eyes were already worn out from looking over those papers. Albert explained, however, that she just had to be nice to the paper so she could read it. Juniper chuckled lightly, enjoying the trick quite a bit. “I’ll keep that in mind.” She replied. For now, she folded the paper and placed it in her pocket.

In addition to the number, Juniper happily accepted a key to the bed and breakfast. Her key was a dandelion. She thought the key going right to the building was delightful, and she looked forward to trying that out later. In the back of her mind, though, she heard the vignette about the Rings echoing in her mind, modified for these handy Keys of Power. ”Five Keys for the Sinners in their City.”

As Argenti began to talk, Juniper realized the flaw in her suggestion to jump in and go on a trip. It would make the team horribly imbalanced. She wasn’t terribly concerned about not trusting the others. Either they did the right thing, or they didn’t, and more people would die. But Argenti didn’t seem fond of the idea of leaving someone by themselves.

“Well, Cain wants to stay and look at files. I can stick around with him.” Juniper said, mostly to Argenti, since he said they should all go to the shady kink club. She didn’t particularly care. She could look at her phone whether she was here or there. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to see a kinky club—she just agreed with Cain that it might be a bit much for them all to go.

“As long as you do the paper stuff, I’ll look on here, and we can compare what we notice.” She offered to Cain. Ohh, she could order them a DoorDash. That could be fun. And maybe she could order Albert a phone. She could even set up one for pick-up. While the last of the decisions were being made, she pulled up a tab with some local store information. They could even just get him a trac phone, if he wanted something simple. Then he could text and call, and receive both.

“We got this!” Juniper grinned at Argenti, sitting down on the edge of the table to show her willingness to stay.

“Oh, I can come up with a team name for us!” Juniper smiled, trying to come up with something punny about Cain and her working together with some papers.

#SinCity Nope, taken.
#TaintsOrSaints Heh.
#TaintedSaints Probably less Naughty.
#CainandLessAble Might offend Cain.
#NoCainNoGain See, that one was practically a compliment!
Thanks for updating us all!
YAY! Happy almost birthday!
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!
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.
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?
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.
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.
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