It's been roughly a year since I was tumbledried by a flipping giant Wyld Spirit - which was completely my own fault. Since then, things have hardly been uneventful, what with the Dancers setting up shop in the GENOM tower and turning it into the Queens Tower. No sign of Nightmare having ventured into the city. No sickly looking ravens about, tainted roadkill, or the Bastard Buzzard trying to put a bullet through my skull. Doesn't mean that the asshole isn't out there, but he's keeping a low profile if he is. But yea, the shit going on in the Queens Tower is pretty fucked up and I can't get into it to snoop around. Tried a Moon Bridge at one point and ended up bouncing off a barrier and right off the Bridge. Flipping lucking that I made it back in one piece. Took a closer peek later on and yea, there is something protecting certain floors of that building and it has the feel of Mage-Magic too it. One advantage of having poked at Mages for so long, I can identify some of the 'flavours' of Magic that the mess with. One of the Walkers, Briari has arranged for a tour of the place and managed to get her hands on the original blue-prints for the building. But yea, I compiled a bunch of notes ( http://tinyurl.com/pnfjyed
) on the place and posted them on my board. Hopefully, folks will have more luck than I have on the issue.
As for the Black Ooze, the other issue, and not entirely separate from the Queens Tower... Yea. That is royally fucked up. Have a shitload of notes ( http://tinyurl.com/mjpjot4
) on it as well, all up for public consumption. Really hope that someone comes up with new ideas, because my cleverness well has been running dry. The way the stuff has erased the history of Hillard Memorial Hospital is just completely fucked up. And there is all that Ooze in the basement. I did manage to snag a sample, which is interesting - that stuff'll eat fucking everything. But yea, mostly interesting because I was able to make off with some. Not certain if that's due to the protection of having learned to shield my mind from invasion, or the use of Bridge Walker. One way or another, the last person who gave it a go wasn't able to take out an ooze sample. Having made that test run, I am slowly psyching myself up to scouting Last Days. If I can keep that Ooze outta my head and I can escape right quick with a Moon Bridge if the shit really hits the fan, I should be okay.
In non-work related stuff, I've been back and forth too my parent's place a lot and they came down to visit a couple of times. It has been nice to have more family time /and/ give my folks a bit of a break from Beth. She's family and our responsibility, but caring for her can be rather draining at times. On one visit up there, I took a quick hop across the boarder and pawned a gift that Jamethon had given me. It was a nice gesture on his part and the rock is very pretty, but a quartz crystal with a sizable vein of gold in it, is not something that I really wanna keep in my apartment. The brothers, being Kin and Kind, were happy enough to take it off my hands and sell it in their shop - although I suspect they under payed me for it by a bit. So be it.
Haven't seen Riley around in an age and I suspect that Family business has drawn her off elsewhere. Nick has been AWOL as well of late, presumably doing Mage-Foo, but I did get a Text from him saying he's be back soon. Emma's likely thrilled. Been chatting with Slug a fair bit. Boy has a good head on his shoulders and I have picked his mind now and again, when some of the school work I've picked up on the side has me stumped. Philosophy, Physics, and history. Never too late to expand ones mind and long distance courses are the bomb. :) Slug has also proven to be a good guy just to yak at and shoot the shit with, if I wanna put aside all the 'we're all gonna die!' crap that we've been dealing with of late. Speaking of Gnawers, though, I think Justin has given up on me. Tried with the gentle hints that I wasn't interested in going out with him and ended up just having to flat up say no. He seemed a bit sulky afterwards, but I'm certain that he'll get over it. He may be my age physically, but he just doesn't strike me as being all that mature and, yea, no real interest in him.
And speaking of my age, I'm filling out. I'm young woman now, instead of a girl on the verge of being one. I still have some filling out to do and some height to gain, but I am getting there. And, at the rate things are going, I may break five foot this time around! Woo-Hoo.
All that aside, spring is in the air. A time of re-birth and renewal. Been feeling a bit fidgity of late. As I told Slug at one point; I lost chains I didn't even know I had, when I lost twenty years... I'm starting to feel stagnant, I suppose. Maybe it is time for a bit of a change.