The stage is set. The night after meeting with some of the mouthy Sanfield mages i am prepared to open my chantry to them. The place is buzzing with unseen activity. The sentient building far more excited than either Leonard or myself.

Guests will be brought straight to the open center of the chantry. A small garden surrounded by the protective walls will be our meeting place. Various stone benches and lounges are arranged in a rough circle for seating.

I have asked Leonard to check weapons at the door. This chantry operates best when nothing draws attention it. As the time draws near i will wait in the garden center for our guests to arrive.

Seamus will arrive at the address on the napkin around 9:00pm.  

Pulling up in a small'ish new black Civic he will approach the gates and start up the drive up to the house.  Stepping out of the car Seamus will look up at a fairly sizable home, somewhat Victorian in nature, and begin walking to the door with one of his little battle tanks tucked under one arm as it surveys the area around him with little >.> <.< holograms above it's head.  Remote as usual doesn't want to leave the apartment much, so he'll be joining us via battle tank tonight.

Seamus is dressed somewhat formally for this event, sans the drivers cap Seamus is sporting a tight buzz cut and well trimmed facial hair.  His kilt and clunky boots have been replaced with well tailored and expensive slacks and shoes, and a custom tailored black shirt covers his torso.  His sleeves are rolled up very much like a bartender would and the ever present earbud is lodged firmly in the side of his head.

Seamus will walk forward, and knock on the door.

Orphen will park his riced-out little Lancer down the block so he and Sean can walk the rest of the way and try to not smell like they smoked half an ounce of weed on the way over.

Orphen doesnt do formal, but at least his clothes are clean. Black raver pants and a bright yellow Apoptygma Berzerk tee-shirt. If he needs a jacket he doestn seem to notice...

As Orphen and Sean walk up, Nikki will pull up on her motorcyle and park it by the entrance to the chantry. Dressed as usual, ratty jeans and a rattier black t-shirt, flask tucked away in a pocket.

"Hey guys, looking forward to solving the mystery?" she calls out after she takes off her helmet waiting for Orphen and Sean to reach the entrance as well so they can all go in together.

Door duty, something Leonard really doesn't do, just not built to be a bouncer.  But, Aurora paid good money for his service, so a bouncer he be.  He will open the door for her 'guests', holding a large black cloth bag in his hands, and his sax on his back. He dons a plain face when greeting the visitors, not frowning or smiling, as if he were on some mood medication to balance him out.

"Weapons, devices, and foci please," he says firmly, holding the bag open.

'We are the meddling kids here, arent we?'

Orphens gives Nikki a glassy eyed grin. He doesnt seem put off by Leonard. He sucks at magic and smoked all his foci already anyway. Orphen will drop a roach, a stainless steel .38 special snub nose revolver with not a single shell in the cylinder and a clearly female ear-ring he found in his car that has nothing to do with anything but could be mistaken as foci into the bag.  

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Seamus will raise an eyebrow at Leonard.

"So, Aurora flatly tells us this could be a trap, to bring our friends, and you want us to walk in to a strange  house, filled with god knows what, with no means to defend ourselves??  You've got a funny way or making friends.

Also, If Aurora wants every Awakened individual i know to be in on this meeting, this little guy has to come with me *Seamus comments patting the little smiling robo-car*.

As soon as Seamus pats the car the smiley face is replaced by a black envelope who promptly looks at Seamus and mutters something about heavy petting and being a pervert...

Seamus will drop the bluetooth earbud and a half dollar piece into the bag.  Removing the round case from his back he will open it revealing an intricately carved segmented ivory staff, before recapping the case and placing it into the bag as well."

Nikki smiles. She's a Verbena, for Christ's sake, they couldn't take her focus for life magic away if they tried. Well, she guesses they could, but then she'd be dead.

She drops a knife engraved with runes and a Zippo-style lighter with a pentagram embossed on it into Leonard's bag.

Sean reaches into his pockets finding anything he can add to the bag, "is this like a church collection bin?" He says as starts pulling things out of pockets.

Strangely he actualy pulls a pistol out of his pants which is realy a BB pistol but he feels cool. He also emptys a few rocks into the bag, orphens roach clip, and a small baggie that strangely looks like pubes.

Turing to face each mage as he recieves their weapons and devices, motioning his head that they can enter, except for Seamus.  He returns the bag to his position, looking at the little car he holds in his arm, motioning that it should be placed in the bag.

Seamus will shrug and gives Leonard a "I tried to tell you" look.

"Hey, join us later alright?"

The black envelope nods and...smirks at Leonard as Seamus places the robo-car in the bag.

Seamus will advance with the others, hands in his pockets, making sure to note his surroundings in the greatest detail.

Far off in Seamus apartment Remote will decide he really doesnt give a fuck about this meeting. His tradition is represented and Seamus is chatty enough that its unlikely Remote will miss a word of it anyway.

So instead of staring at the inside of a bag he will switch over to doing more productive things. Like taking an open door shit in Seamus's house while watching girls gone wild.

The guests will pass through the door into a small foyer. Theres another double door that obviously leads into the main house, but it is currently closed. Where they are headed is the open gate into the center of the chantry. A garden surrounded by the four walls of the house but open to the sky.

I am awaiting everyone in this garden. There are various lounges and stone benches placed around. I was clearly expecting at least a dozen people, judging from the seating arrangements...

I do my best not to look sour as only four, the same four i met in the one bar show up... I am not dressed as a militant weirdo tonight. I look like im hosting a cocktail party in a simple, dark dress.  

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"Niiiice," Nikki drawls, whether at the cocktail dress or at the well-tended plants in the garden is anyone's guess.

"So...yeah. This is it, I think, right guys? So why don't we get down to business, I have some serious drinking to get back to."

Speaking of which, she pulls her flask out of her hip pocket and takes a long swig.

"Vodka, anyone?"  

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Seamus will take a seat on one of the lounges.

"Hey Orphen, I'm surprised the Etherites aren't here, have you heard from them lately?  I know I saw them not to long ago but they were holed up in their lab."

Seamus will take stock in everything around him, making note of doors, windows, exits, entrances, et cetera.

'Uh no... Those fuckers dont seem to appreciate my bar so i dont see them much at all.'

Orphen will plop down on one of the stone benches, looking around at the gardens. The place is very tranquil, the patterns here are soothing and the place just feels safe and protected.

Or maybe Orphen is just really stoned...

2008-12-01 13:05:18 Orphen rolls 3 dice to Arete 'Feel the place up!' Corr:1, Mind:1, Time: 1 Coincidental. (Diff 4) 2,2,3 (failure)

Seamus will talk to himself, but clearly not caring who overhears.

"Then I guess we will be four not seven..."

Seamus will then look up to Aurora who is sitting across from the new arrivals...

"Thank you for the use of your home Aurora,  this is the first place I've felt safe since i arrived back in the city not to long ago.  I'm sorry I was unable to increase the attendance here tonight."

Seamus is visibly relaxed, more so than he has been able to relax in a very long time.

As sean walks into the house his mouth drops and he jsut stares at everything like a kid in a candy shop, He seems to get twichtier than normal and stays very close to orphen.

The others will have to be contacted. Or they will figure out whats wrong with them on their own, probably when its too late. Its not my concern for the moment. This rag-tag crew sitting before me is. When Leonard signals that that really is all of them, i will begin...

'Thank you all for coming. I did not want to reveal what i knew in the crowded club. You never know who is listening...'

I will signal for Leonard to close the gates and join us, even if he already knows everything i am about to explain.

'You have all been infected with a synthetic virus. This same virus has been used in two other cities to cleanse the awakened population without firing a single shot. You will grow weaker and sicker over the next few weeks and within a month you will be dead.'

I explain this in a calm and even tone, as if ive rehearsed it a hundred times.

'The technocrats build these monoliths as a release point. The agent is airborne and the sleepers become carriers for it even though it has no effect on them.'

I will press a button on a small device that will run a simulated video showing the virus being distributed over a city. As slides showing pictures of the dead awakened from otehr cities. The pictures illustrate a painful death that looks like the bodies were dryed out from the inside...

'I work with a group that tries to counter-attack these monoliths. We have been successful in destroying the third attempt to do this. Your city is the fourth...'  

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This new information readily catches Seamus' attention. So this is why he's been feeling so lethargic lately, the fucking Technocrats.

"The....fifth?!"

Seamus will mutter as he stares and studies the pictures of the withered awakened on the screen.  Pained expressions locked into their now dead faces.

"Fuck bio-weapons...."

Seamus comments this last bit rather despondently, before looking back up at Aurora as if to ask how do we fix it.