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       #Post#: 452--------------------------------------------------
       The Next Morning
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 22, 2024, 10:28 pm
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       [center]Max
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       Soy un perdedor
       I'm a loser baby
       so why don't you kill me?
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       When Miri wakes up, she can hear the sound of the TV playing in
       the living room and smell the aroma of crappy TV dinner wafting
       up toward the bedroom.
       When she comes into the living room, I’m on the couch in Hishu,
       which is a word I recently learned. I’m mindlessly shoveling
       food into my face -- I’ve eaten like three of them so far.
       Truth is, I can’t cook. Grew up with a workaholic dad, though,
       so I can feed myself if I need to.
       Anyways. When she comes in, I point at the TV and turn the
       volume up. It’s the news.
       “The police are saying they’ve never seen anything like it
       before,” says the reporter. ”They refuse to answer questions,
       leaving Bostonians to question whether extra-terrestrial life
       has crashed down into their city or hitherto undiscovered
       subterranean life has spilled up from the ocean shores.”
       Pictures of sketches of a monster fade onto the screen: The
       shape of a human being, but bigger and with praying mantis eyes
       and huge bladed fins for arms. It has a tail with fishlike fins
       on its back. Looks like something right out of a comic book.
       “Check this out,” I say. “The police caught something.”
       I swallow.
       “Does that look like one of those things you told me about? The
       Hosts?”
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: Tassy Crewse
       Date: December 23, 2024, 11:28 am
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       It took her a bit after she had woken up to convince herself to
       untangle herself from the warm nest of blankets and face the
       day. She was yawing as she came into the living room, blinking
       sleepily at Max. "Good Morning."
       She blinked slowly and settled onto the couch, turning her
       attention toward the TV. When she saw the sketches of the
       monster she gasped, and leaned a little closer. “Hosts are
       usually spiders or rats. This... I have never seen anything like
       this before in my life. This can’t be good.”
       “Did the news say where they found it?”  She reached up and
       rubbed at her eyes trying to wake up the rest of the way. “I
       need coffee, and then we should probably go poking around where
       they found that thing, only on the Hisil side.”
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 23, 2024, 11:39 am
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       Soy un perdedor
       I'm a loser baby
       so why don't you kill me?
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       “Morning,” I say with a smile.
       “They found it on some moped, like someone was trying to collect
       the body,” I explain and catch Miri up on the story the news has
       been running over and over and over. 24 hour news cycles are
       such bullshit, but at least it’s given me something to watch
       while I waited for Miri to wake up.
       Almost as if on queue, they start talking about the moped.
       “The moped has been traced to this woman,” the anchor is saying.
       A picture of a pretty woman shows up on the screen, with her
       name underneath her: Idirbheart Sealgare. She’s got an alien
       look in her eye… ”She has been presumed dead since the
       mysterious wreck of The Nautical Queen several months ago. If
       you or someone you know has seen…” blah blah blah.
       I’d take a picture of the TV with my phone if I had one. But I
       don’t, so I’ll just have to settle for committing her face to
       memory in case I see her.
       “Oh, good idea. And we should probably see if we can lift the
       corpse from the BPD, too, unless you trust them to handle the
       body?”
       I sound doubtful. The BPD is thoroughly corrupt.
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: Tassy Crewse
       Date: December 23, 2024, 11:50 am
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       Striking Looks|
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       “Interesting name. Sounds almost Gaelic.” She did
       have a phone so she took the opportunity to take a picture of
       the screen, though she was pretty sure she could just Google the
       news story and it would also pop up.
       “I know I said I would take you shopping this morning to
       get you the things you needed, but this is a little more
       important. You can continue raising my wardrobe until
       then.”
       “I am horrible at anything resembling breaking and
       entering, especially for a place like the city morgue.
       Thankfully the Uratha have someone on the inside who can help us
       from time to time. She is a wolf Blooded. She is a detective,
       her name is Tracy Devlin. “I mean unless you think you can
       break into the morgue and steal a high-profile body?”
       She had Tracy’s number, it was something that was provided
       by her mother. She sent a quick Text.
       “Seen the news? What’s the status of the
       body?”
       She made her way into he kitchen and started a pot of coffee.
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 23, 2024, 12:01 pm
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       Soy un perdedor
       I'm a loser baby
       so why don't you kill me?
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       “No worries,” I say as she points out that this is more
       important than shopping. “It’ll be our first hunt together!” I
       sound really excited about that, because I kind of am.
       I have a pack!
       “Can’t say I’ve ever broken in anywhere, let alone the precinct.
       Dad was a cop, so the folks there would recognize my boyform if
       I used it but I’m kind of liking the low profile being dead
       affords me.”
       I cast a glance at the TV, showing Idirbheart’s face again. She
       was presumed dead, too?
       “So. How’d you sleep?” I say, following her to the kitchen and
       throwing away my TV dinner trays.
       #Post#: 457--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 23, 2024, 12:01 pm
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       Wolf-Blooded
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       A moment later, Miri’s phone buzzes.
       ::Yeah. Weird thing, dept gave to me to guard. Looks like it was
       crushed to death by something with suckers. Doc is looking at it
       now.::
       #Post#: 458--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: Tassy Crewse
       Date: December 23, 2024, 12:15 pm
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       She smiled at Max when they mentioned that it would be their
       first hunt together. “It will be! I am looking forward to it.”
       It was good, the feeling of starting to build and have a pack
       again.  She looked at the empty trays for the TV dinners and
       chuckled. “Those are for emergencies only. I can cook us some
       scrambled eggs and maybe some bacon if you are still hungry?”
       “Yeah if you have never broken in anywhere let's not make this
       our first attempt. It would be really bad if we got caught by
       the cops trying to sneak into their morgue.”
       “I slept okay! I think I mentioned that I was going
       Dream-Walking with a friend.  His name is Solomon I would like
       you to meet him. I think he would be a nice fit for our pack. He
       knows a lot His territory borders ours. He said when you were
       ready to meet him just go and howl.”
       She looked down at her phone when it buzzed picking it up to
       look at the message. She frowned a little and typed back.
       “So the weird fish thing was killed by something with suckers?
       Any chance you can make it vanish, or get me and my friend in to
       give it a look?”
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       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 23, 2024, 12:25 pm
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       A moment later, Miri’s phone buzzes.
       ::I can do both. Think you can dispose of it if I get it out to
       you?::
       #Post#: 460--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: EvilSqueegee
       Date: December 23, 2024, 12:26 pm
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       Soy un perdedor
       I'm a loser baby
       so why don't you kill me?
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       “Oh. I’ll remember that.”
       Whoops. I mean I was hungry and I didn’t want to burn down the
       house, but I guess that’s not really an emergency, now is it?
       “I’m good, though. Thanks. Not that I want to turn down your
       cooking, you’re wicked good at it.”
       I start to wash the fork I used for the TV dinners as she texts
       back and forth on her phone.
       “Will do,” I say, when she suggests I go and howl.
       #Post#: 461--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Next Morning
   DIR By: Tassy Crewse
       Date: December 23, 2024, 12:34 pm
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       "After we handle this we will go shopping and i will make sure
       to pick up something for sandwiches and the like that you can
       easily make, since you don't like cooking?" she tilted her head
       turning the last bit into a question.  She laughed. "Actually i
       am pretty bad at cooking, don't ask me to cook anything
       complicated or that requires a recipe."
       She pureed herself a cup of coffee adding cream and sugar both,
       and took a small sip.
       "Devlin can get us into see the body, and can give it to us as
       long as we can make it vanish. I think we can manage that much.
       Let me just get dressed, and we can get going as long as you are
       ready?"
       She picked up her phone again.
       "I think we can manage that much."
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