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       #Post#: 323--------------------------------------------------
       That Damn Minivan Is Back
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 16, 2024, 9:26 pm
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       [center]Faye
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       If you feel so filthy
       So dirty, so fucked up
       If you feel so walked on
       So painful, so pissed off
       You're not the only one
       Refusing to go down
       You're not the only one, so get up[/center]
       Status (Boston) 3
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       I lean into my horn. “DON’T BREAK-CHECK ME, ASSHOLE.”
       I’m going to gouge out this motherfucker’s eyeball and shove my
       cock through their eyesocket. People who break-check like that
       need to be fucking dragged out behind the shed and put down like
       Old Yeller, except nobody would FUCKING cry because nobody
       FUCKING loves them.
       I’m so angry about it that I don’t see the asshole zooming up
       behind me. You know the type: Weaving in and out of traffic,
       zipping ahead, driving like a maniac?
       I mean, that’s usually me. But today it’s not. If it had been,
       I’d have been way ahead of this red minivan -- and when this
       zoomy asshole runs up behind me and wrecks my nice ferrari.
       With me in it.
       By the time it’s all said and done, my car is wrapped around a
       tree, crushed from the side by some idiot in an Audi. The red
       minivan is nowhere to be seen. I’m KO in the car; EMTs are on
       the scene and the doctor was called in because of an unusual
       circumstance:
       I’m unscathed. Unconscious, but unscathed. In an accident that
       should have killed me twice over.
       Fucking massholes.
       ((Int + Politics + 3 to identify Faye as the mayor’s daughter.))
       #Post#: 325--------------------------------------------------
       Re: That Damn Minivan Is Back
   DIR By: falconianp
       Date: December 16, 2024, 9:57 pm
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       [center]Doctor Monthelm
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       [center]There is no odor so bad as that which arises from
       goodness tainted.[/center]
       Status (Medical) 3 || Medium
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       --- Quote ---
       > Int -3 +3 (no politics because I'm stupid)
       > Falco Request: [3d10 t8] Roll: [10, 9, 5] Result: 2
       --- End Quote ---
       It's not entirely unheard of around here. People getting hurt,
       or rather ending up in circumstances where they should be hurt,
       and then come out unscathed. Most people ignore it, maybe
       mention it once over lunch, about the lucky car crash victim or
       the like. But when you start actually tracking the patterns,
       well, you can certainly see that the anomalies aren't that
       anomalous.
       --- Quote ---
       > Int + Medicine + emergency care spec + equipment (9again)
       > Falco Request: [8d10 t8] Roll: [6, 6, 5, 5, 5, 4, 4, 4]
       Result: 0
       --- End Quote ---
       This one, though, he's sort of stumped on. No signs of injury,
       no signs of trauma, but she certainly did get knocked out,
       meaning that it's likely not a typical explanation for that sort
       of thing. Granted, he has less experience with magical armor
       than things like regeneration or self-healing abilities.
       She's breathing, check, has a pulse, check, no signs of anything
       broken that's simply less obvious.
       "Alright, everything's clear at least, get her loaded up, I'll
       ride with you," he tells the EMTs.
       Once they start to get her out, he then finally gets a good look
       at her and recognizes who it is. "Oh I'm sure this won't be any
       sort of a problem..." he quietly tells himself.
       #Post#: 331--------------------------------------------------
       Re: That Damn Minivan Is Back
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 16, 2024, 10:38 pm
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       [center]Faye
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       If you feel so filthy
       So dirty, so fucked up
       If you feel so walked on
       So painful, so pissed off
       You're not the only one
       Refusing to go down
       You're not the only one, so get up[/center]
       Status (Boston) 3
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       The other guy in the accident didn’t make it. Pronounced dead on
       scene.
       The EMTs load me up into the back of the ambulance, and start
       driving toward MGH. No sirens, no big rush. It’s a ways there,
       too, so it’s not really a surprise to anyone (Well, I mean, in
       so much as anyone can know what to expect from this situation)
       when my eyes flutter open.
       “Ooof.” I groan. I sit up and--
       “Ow!”
       --accidentally yank the oxygen tubes out of my nose.
       “Son of a bitch!”
       #Post#: 334--------------------------------------------------
       Re: That Damn Minivan Is Back
   DIR By: falconianp
       Date: December 16, 2024, 10:48 pm
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       [center]Doctor Monthelm
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       [center]There is no odor so bad as that which arises from
       goodness tainted.[/center]
       Status (Medical) 3 || Medium
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       Gavin leans over as he notices her coming to, though the EMTs
       are ultimately the ones trying to calm her down, get her to sit
       still, and of course be sure she doesn't pull anything else off
       herself.
       "Hey now, it's alright, calm down," he says, in as soothing a
       tone as he can manage in a moving ambulance. "Focus on my voice
       Ms. Rittenhouse," he continues, "Do you remember what happened?
       The crash?" he asks.
       At the same time, now that she's awake, he's taking another
       look, just to be sure there's nothing he missed, but he doubts
       he's going to pick up anything notable at this point.
       #Post#: 336--------------------------------------------------
       Re: That Damn Minivan Is Back
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 16, 2024, 10:59 pm
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       [center]Faye
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       If you feel so filthy
       So dirty, so fucked up
       If you feel so walked on
       So painful, so pissed off
       You're not the only one
       Refusing to go down
       You're not the only one, so get up[/center]
       Status (Boston) 3
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       I take a second to get my bearings. The fuck did I just yank out
       of my nose?
       An oxygen tube?
       I look around. I’m in the back of an ambulance. There’s a
       doctor. And that’s when it hits me:
       Ms. Rittenhouse.
       Great. I can already hear my dad saying I better be on good
       behavior. That the doctor is only doing their job. That I
       shouldn’t be rude. I should be a lady. I should do this, I
       shouldn’t do that. Blah blah fucking blah.
       “What? I…”
       Pause.
       “That fucking minivan hit me, didn’t it? I knew it!”
       I don’t remember. Obviously.
       #Post#: 338--------------------------------------------------
       Re: That Damn Minivan Is Back
   DIR By: falconianp
       Date: December 16, 2024, 11:08 pm
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       [center]Doctor Monthelm
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       [center]There is no odor so bad as that which arises from
       goodness tainted.[/center]
       Status (Medical) 3 || Medium
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       Well, she's lucid at least. Mostly. Definitely not quite as
       disoriented as a car crash victim should be, even if she doesn't
       remember the specifics. That's a... good sign?
       "I didn't see a minivan there, but that's something the police
       will probably want to talk to you about," he mentions. Not the
       best thing he could say to her, he imagines, but eventually she
       was going to realize the other sirens following them were indeed
       cops.
       He eventually puts a hand up to try and urge the EMTs to back
       off a little, "I think she's fine for now, give her a moment."
       Then turning back to her. "It's a bit miraculous, is the thing.
       You came out nearly unscathed, other than the fact that you were
       unconscious. You're very lucky," he tells her; there's a slight
       hint to his tone that he suspects it's something other than
       luck.
       #Post#: 340--------------------------------------------------
       Re: That Damn Minivan Is Back
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 16, 2024, 11:33 pm
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       [center]Faye
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       If you feel so filthy
       So dirty, so fucked up
       If you feel so walked on
       So painful, so pissed off
       You're not the only one
       Refusing to go down
       You're not the only one, so get up[/center]
       Status (Boston) 3
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       --- Quote ---
       > Wits + Empathy: Does she notice his suspicions? She did just
       take a blow to the head.
       > 7, 2 = 0 successes.
       >
       > Manip + Subt: Can she play it off?
       > 10, 8, 7, 6 = 3 successes
       --- End Quote ---
       “What can I say, I’m privileged,” I grunt, trying to deflect it
       all with a joke.
       What am I supposed to say? Oh, it was probably Ganax, the Lord
       of Hate? He has a hardon for not letting me fucking die, you
       see.
       Somehow I feel like that would just land me in the funny farm.
       And while that WOULD be a blow to dear old dad’s career, he’d
       probably just play it for sympathy and use me to his advantage.
       Ugh. The very thought of him doing that makes me fucking sick.
       “Look is this going to take long?” I look out the back window.
       Yep, those are cops. Goddamnit. Yes. The answer is yes, this is
       going to take long.
       “You said it yourself. Miraculous. I’m fine, right?”
       #Post#: 342--------------------------------------------------
       Re: That Damn Minivan Is Back
   DIR By: falconianp
       Date: December 17, 2024, 12:14 am
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       [center]Doctor Monthelm
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       [center]There is no odor so bad as that which arises from
       goodness tainted.[/center]
       Status (Medical) 3 || Medium
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       She is very much not convincing him.
       "It's out of my hands. We'll bring you in to run some basic
       tests, to be sure we didn't miss anything, and since a vehicular
       collision was involved, the police are likely going to have
       follow-ups once we give them the all clear," he explains calmly
       to her.
       --- Quote ---
       > Intelligence + Empathy + WP
       > Falco Request: [8d10 t8] Roll: [10, 8, 8, 7, 6, 4, 3, 2]
       Result: 3 (4 with 10s)
       --- End Quote ---
       Leaning in, then, as if he needs to take a look in her eyes
       (light in-hand despite the EMTs already doing this test), he
       instead whispers to her.
       "Or, if you're willing to tell me why you're actually alright, I
       can get you out of this so your father doesn't get involved,"
       quietly said before he pulls back with a nod as if whatever he
       was looking for was fine.
       It doesn't take the most insightful person in the world to
       recognize daddy issues, let alone for the angry daughter of the
       mayor. He watches her for a moment, for some sign of
       affirmation. The hospital sure is coming up quickly...
       #Post#: 344--------------------------------------------------
       Re: That Damn Minivan Is Back
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 17, 2024, 12:16 pm
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       [center]Faye
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       If you feel so filthy
       So dirty, so fucked up
       If you feel so walked on
       So painful, so pissed off
       You're not the only one
       Refusing to go down
       You're not the only one, so get up[/center]
       Status (Boston) 3
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       Fuck. He knows something’s up.
       And he’s got me figured out, too. Knows exactly what I want and
       is ready to offer it to me. Goddamnit.
       I nod, gently, and then I shoot a glance at the attendant EMT as
       if to say the doctor is going to have to wait for privacy. I
       have no idea what I’m going to tell him, but it’s gotta be
       something and anything I DO fucking say can’t be public. See the
       aforementioned funny farm as to why.
       We arrive at the hospital and I’m unloaded into the ER. There’s
       a ton of people in, so I don’t know why I get special treatment
       other than Dad being who Dad is -- which just irritates me on
       principle. Preferential treatment is such a pain in my fucking
       dick.
       Eventually, though, I’m alone in a room with the doc.
       “You’re not gonna believe me,” I say blatantly. “And it’s better
       that you don’t know. But if you CAN keep dad out of this, I
       guess I don’t have a choice…”
       #Post#: 347--------------------------------------------------
       Re: That Damn Minivan Is Back
   DIR By: falconianp
       Date: December 17, 2024, 4:18 pm
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       [center]Doctor Monthelm
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       [center]There is no odor so bad as that which arises from
       goodness tainted.[/center]
       Status (Medical) 3 || Medium
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       The Doctor nods back at her; he doesn't expect her to have a
       full-on whispered conversation with him here about the darkest
       mysteries of her soul.
       With that all set, he tells the driver some specific
       instructions about who to contact in the ER and which entrance
       to use.
       Oddities like that continue, Faye might notice. He's quick to
       get the attention of a couple of specific orderlies who had been
       busy when others were right there. He spoke to a nurse off to
       the side instead of right in front of him. He waited to talk to
       an administrator who was busy when another was free. And so on.
       It means the room they end up in is empty, and there's no chart
       sent in with her.
       As she gets into the expected schpiel about it, he raises a
       hand. "I'm not going to believe you because it has something to
       do with magic or monsters. You developed some psychic power to
       regenerate, learned a magical spell that actually works, or
       maybe you have some secretive patron you met at a club who gave
       you some sort of 'gift,'" he cuts that all off a bit.
       "It's better that I don't know, but trust me, that ship sailed.
       I'm in it. I have my own secrets, Ms. Rittenhouse. So go ahead,
       I'm not about to induct you into any asylum for whatever you
       tell me. If it's the truth, of course."
       He tries to make it sound like he'll just know if she's lying.
       --- Quote ---
       > Subterfuge with Willpower to make it seem like he'll KNOW if
       she's lying through some spooky means
       > Falco Request: [8d10 t8] Roll: [10, 9, 9, 4, 4, 3, 3, 1]
       Result: 3 (4 with 10s)
       --- End Quote ---
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