Thursday, June 12, 2014

February 3 (Early Evening)

I hereby reaffirm that I utterly despise the first three months of the year, my birthday(s) notwithstanding.

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

February 2nd (Evening)

Much has happened over the last couple of weeks.

Selene Team successfully ended a threat by those who would see the God Machine return to power in Chicago (and picked up some interesting technology in the process). Nox Team took on a large amount of Pandorans alongside Alpha Team and prevailed. The replacement for Mr. Belmont managed to get himself so mangled up on his first mission that it took a couple of weeks to get him back into something like fighting trim again.

Over the course of those weeks, I was approached by a woman named Rosina, who claimed to be like Bishop, but a daughter of Loki. She said she had something that belonged to him, but she couldn't get it to him without alerting another group, the Aegis Kai Doru - a hunter group hellbent on collecting any and all relics that might be useful in their fight against supernaturals. We hastily scrambled Selene to take it back during an -auction-.

I attended the auction with Agnes that night. Several others I knew were there as well. A few members of the audience were very poorly hidden agents of something. So Rosina's boyfriend, a mage named Figaro, went through his items and invited those of us who wished to to come view them at our leisure. Miss Rowen and Mr. Larravie were there, and Rowen made a point of oohing and aahing over things...which brought her into contact with another member of the audience, Marcus Purcell. The same Marcus Purcell who enjoys redheads.

Whoops.

Thankfully, after a bit of excitement with one of the agents making his way out of the building, the power to the building went out. I was able to watch Rowen simply pick up the gun and leave. I was also able to watch Marcus kill the other agent and make the chandelier fall on him. And then everyone left, save for Agnes and myself, as she stayed behind to clean up...and to give me a gift.

Fitting, since both of my birthdays had just passed, though I doubt that was the intention.

Earlier tonight, Rosina arrived and we left to meet Bishop, to give him what she called his Birthright and so that the two of them could meet. I was grateful to Rosina for taking the lead in the whole affair, as I did not trust myself to speak and possibly wreak havoc on what they have now. If something is to happen there, it will not be by my hand.

Bishop seemed receptive to Rosina's words, even going so far as to offer her protection if it comes to it. We spoke a bit, and he thanked me for bringing Rosina to see him. I simply nodded and took her home.

It has been a long night, already.