DIR Return Create A Forum - Home
---------------------------------------------------------
Idigam
HTML https://idigam.createaforum.com
---------------------------------------------------------
*****************************************************
DIR Return to: RP Threads
*****************************************************
#Post#: 250--------------------------------------------------
Recruiting Meadow
DIR By: EvilSqueegee
Date: December 14, 2024, 6:27 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
[float=right
max=45%]
HTML https://sharedalbums.b-cdn.net/7ef0814c-7e3a-4c8d-8c81-536eda50f15e.jpg[/float]
[center]The First[/center]
Head Justicar
---------------------------------------------------------
Whatever Meadow is doing at the time, it’s important to her --
and she’s just finished up with the task at hand. She’s done a
good job, and the reward she receives is satisfaction and pride.
Maybe she’s just getting off the phone after making a
breakthrough on a medical case, or she’s left her lover sleeping
in the bedroom, or she’s just finished putting away the recently
cleaned dishes after a meal.
She also has earned a small reprieve from her work, in one form
or another: Some personal time. Maybe for a nap. Or a snack. Or
scrolling on her phone.
But before she can get into the weeds of spending that personal
time, before she picks up her phone or opens the fridge or
reaches the couch, there’s a gentle knock at her door. It
doesn’t matter if that door is inside an apartment complex, or
outside leading in from a yard. It doesn’t matter if she lives
with friends or family (she’d be alone, if she does.)
The timing is perfect, as though destined to occur in just such
a way.
#Post#: 251--------------------------------------------------
Re: Recruiting Meadow
DIR By: crowgokek
Date: December 14, 2024, 6:36 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
[float=right max=45%]
HTML https://i.imgur.com/ZRoFcFU.jpeg[/float]
[center] Meadow Hammersmith
HTML https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1qKlaNuhaJp97ZkTbFjIIfWllubVa1V7l4HqQWwqRQh4/edit?usp=sharing
Love is a doing word.[/center]
---------------------------------------------------------
The best part of college towns is college boys. Poor Wyatt will
recover in time, and meanwhile, I’m making good use of his
shower. Neither of us wants the awkwardness of me still being
here when he wakes up.
Or when his roommate gets home.
I’ve just finished putting myself back together – I am, in fact,
fixing the back on my gold sunburst earring, makeup applied and
hair arranged, fully dressed – when the knock comes at the door.
The issue is, it’s not my door. Eyes the color of the summer sky
track over to Wyatt, passed out on the bed, and I bite my lip
before the taste of lipstick reminds me not to do that.
Well. I’ll let the boy sleep, shall I? And I have to go out that
door anyway.
My purse – more like a messenger bag, I believe in being
prepared – gets slung over my shoulder, and I open the door to
greet whoever it is.
I mean, if it’s Jason, Wyatt’s roommate, this might get awkward.
Everyone knows I refuse exclusivity, but boys can be so
territorial, like I’m the last candy bar in the machine or
something.
I blink as I see the person behind the door is definitely not
Jason.
Well. Crisis averted, I guess. I slip out the door and close it
quietly behind me, locking it before snaking my hand out of the
way so it can close.
“Scuse,” I say, apologetically. But somehow? I don’t think
they’re here for Wyatt.
“Can I help you?”
#Post#: 252--------------------------------------------------
Re: Recruiting Meadow
DIR By: EvilSqueegee
Date: December 14, 2024, 6:58 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
[float=right
max=45%]
HTML https://sharedalbums.b-cdn.net/7ef0814c-7e3a-4c8d-8c81-536eda50f15e.jpg[/float]
[center]The First[/center]
Head Justicar
---------------------------------------------------------
The woman standing at the door is dressed to the nines in
magical apparel. She would stick out like a sore thumb in
Sleeper society, were it not for the infamous Boston Cold
Shoulder that kept everyone minding their own business.
That, and she probably had some kind of obfuscation spell going.
Common among mages who don’t lead much of a life in terms of
Sleeper society.
“Hello, Hausos.”
The mage she speaks with needs no introduction. The First has
been the Justicar for the Concilium of Boston for more than a
century.
“Have a moment to talk?”
#Post#: 254--------------------------------------------------
Re: Recruiting Meadow
DIR By: crowgokek
Date: December 14, 2024, 7:17 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
[float=right max=45%]
HTML https://i.imgur.com/ZRoFcFU.jpeg[/float]
[center] Meadow Hammersmith
HTML https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1qKlaNuhaJp97ZkTbFjIIfWllubVa1V7l4HqQWwqRQh4/edit?usp=sharing
Love is a doing word.[/center]
---------------------------------------------------------
One should not eep or squeak at the Justicar, nor jump like
they’ve been stuck with a pin.
I do all three.
I mean, I’m nobody, just a noob from nowhere, attending college
courses while I wait for Massachusetts General to get around to
my residency application. I don’t know whether I;m supposed to
bow or curtsy or what and I nearly fall over when I try to do
both.
Okay. Meadow. Chill. I take a moment to breathe, and then force
down the jitters and look the Justicar in the eye. I mean, she’s
talking to me casually. This doesn’t sound like I’m in trouble.
Plus I have absolutely no trouble looking at her.
I mean wow.
“Um. Yes. Sorry. Yes. I have time. Should we go somewhere other
than a frathouse hallway?” I’m not at all being sarcastic. She
might have reasons we can stay here, or should, or something. I
jerk my thumb at the door behind me and say, “He’s asleep, and I
locked the door. Sorry.”
#Post#: 255--------------------------------------------------
Re: Recruiting Meadow
DIR By: EvilSqueegee
Date: December 14, 2024, 7:26 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
[float=right
max=45%]
HTML https://sharedalbums.b-cdn.net/7ef0814c-7e3a-4c8d-8c81-536eda50f15e.jpg[/float]
[center]The First[/center]
Head Justicar
---------------------------------------------------------
“Not a concern. Let’s walk,” she says with a smile that is
either politely ignoring, or not noticing, that Meadow is
starstruck.
She produces a piece of folded paper as they walk down the
hallway, unfolds it and hands it to Meadow. On it is a picture
that appears to be from a grainy security camera, of a bald man
with his skin covered in tattoos. Even in this photo, he
radiates a sinister malice.
“Let’s start with the basics: Have you seen this man?” she asks.
#Post#: 257--------------------------------------------------
Re: Recruiting Meadow
DIR By: crowgokek
Date: December 14, 2024, 8:49 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
[float=right max=45%]
HTML https://i.imgur.com/ZRoFcFU.jpeg[/float]
[center] Meadow Hammersmith
HTML https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1qKlaNuhaJp97ZkTbFjIIfWllubVa1V7l4HqQWwqRQh4/edit?usp=sharing
Love is a doing word.[/center]
---------------------------------------------------------
I take the picture as we walk, brow furrowing slightly. It’s
because I’m looking at a picture and walking instead of watching
where I am going that I bounce off the open doorframe that
separates the hallway.
“Ow,” I mutter, rubbing my forehead. Handing the picture back, I
shake my head. “No. Is he hurt?” Sure, he looks all kinds of
scary, but so did one of my dads, and he was about the nicest
guy you could ever meet, so long as you didn’t talk about his
bike or Brutalist architecture or his prison time.
He was a complicated soul.
Besides, healing is what I do. The Consilium knows this, and
I’ve never made a secret of the fact that my place is not on the
lines. Even so, I’ll help as I can. I’m no coward. Fear isn’t
why I choose not to fight.
#Post#: 258--------------------------------------------------
Re: Recruiting Meadow
DIR By: EvilSqueegee
Date: December 14, 2024, 9:08 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
[float=right
max=45%]
HTML https://sharedalbums.b-cdn.net/7ef0814c-7e3a-4c8d-8c81-536eda50f15e.jpg[/float]
[center]The First[/center]
Head Justicar
---------------------------------------------------------
The First pauses and gives an are you alright? look, before
realizing that Meadow is fine, and continues as the walking
resumes.
“No,” says The First. “He’s hurting people. Awakened and sleeper
alike; experimenting on souls with the powers of the Abyss; he
claims to be hunting the secret to Awakening. He comes from
several consiliums south of here.”
“This photo was taken yesterday evening at a gas station just
outside of Boston, so we suspect he’s come back to town to
continue his work.”
The First opens the door that leads out of the frat house and
onto the college campus.
“The Council has tasked me with assembling a team of
up-and-comers to handle this situation. I know you don’t think
you belong on the front lines, generally speaking, but if my
suspicions are correct, there will be sleepers, sleepwalkers,
and Awakened alike who will need your ministrations before this
is done playing out. Not to mention, if he catches on to the
fact that he’s being hunted, the team could probably use a
battlemedic.”
#Post#: 259--------------------------------------------------
Re: Recruiting Meadow
DIR By: crowgokek
Date: December 14, 2024, 9:43 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
[float=right max=45%]
HTML https://i.imgur.com/ZRoFcFU.jpeg[/float]
[center] Meadow Hammersmith
HTML https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1qKlaNuhaJp97ZkTbFjIIfWllubVa1V7l4HqQWwqRQh4/edit?usp=sharing
Love is a doing word.[/center]
---------------------------------------------------------
“Well, then, you’ve got your girl,” I tell the Justicar, handing
the picture back. No hesitation and no doubt. This needs to be
done, and if I can help do it, then that’s where I need to be.
“Just tell me where I need to go and who to talk to.”
After a pause, my mouth opens all on its own and what falls out
is, “Also, I’ve heard you’ve been around for like, ever, do you
make your own clothes? Because they are really working for you.”
And in the back of my mind, I hear my own voice, hissing at me
to stop. Flirting. With. THE JUSTICAR!
But I never listen to that voice. It’s never any fun.
#Post#: 260--------------------------------------------------
Re: Recruiting Meadow
DIR By: EvilSqueegee
Date: December 14, 2024, 10:13 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
[float=right
max=45%]
HTML https://sharedalbums.b-cdn.net/7ef0814c-7e3a-4c8d-8c81-536eda50f15e.jpg[/float]
[center]The First[/center]
Head Justicar
---------------------------------------------------------
“A Herald will contact you with a time and place to gather with
your allies,” The First explains. “Expect said contact to happen
in a few hours’ time.”
The Thyrsus grins. “Yes, I do. Thank you. Would you like to
remove them?”
It would seem the Justicar does not mind the flirtation. And is
either very, very good at it or very, very bad at it, herself.
#Post#: 261--------------------------------------------------
Re: Recruiting Meadow
DIR By: crowgokek
Date: December 14, 2024, 10:45 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
[float=right max=45%]
HTML https://i.imgur.com/ZRoFcFU.jpeg[/float]
[center] Meadow Hammersmith
HTML https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1qKlaNuhaJp97ZkTbFjIIfWllubVa1V7l4HqQWwqRQh4/edit?usp=sharing
Love is a doing word.[/center]
---------------------------------------------------------
There’s a moment of pure shock on my face – I mean, I’m pretty
forward, but that blew past even me – but then I’m grinning,
reaching out one hand to trail over her forehead, and then boop
her nose.
“Oh, absolutely,” I tell her. “So long as neither of us will get
in hock for it, I very, very much would love to do so. I have an
apartment off-campus.” For all the times I’m not crashing in
someone else’s bed. I mean, whyever would you sleep alone if you
didn’t have to?
And with that, I hook fingers lightly with her free hand, and
start strolling along toward the campus exit.
*****************************************************
Page 1 of 1