[2019-01-27 08:29:04] <Ink|Sherry> https://www.irccloud.com/pastebin/sjJxE737/
[2019-01-27 08:29:07] <Side|Bobby> ((Who should start?))
[2019-01-27 08:29:31] <TWDuke|Tara> ((You next makes sense to me))
[2019-01-27 08:29:52] <Side|Bobby> ((Will be on phone, so I apologize if that slows it down a bit.))
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[2019-01-27 08:40:08] <Side|Bobby> Bobby shrugs as he stands up from the chair, leaning against an armrest. “I’m interested in how much you think the cellphones will help. I suppose you could let us hear your dying wishes as a baseball-wielding Other bashes your skull in.” He shoves a hand in his pocket to warm it up. The interior of the shop was still freezing. “The last time I checked, My brothers were still home. It’s not like you’re the only one with family
[2019-01-27 08:40:08] <Side|Bobby> Sherry. What I’m worried about is you not making it there. Unless you have some other magics we don’t know about, I don’t think you can help them from beyond the grave.”||
[2019-01-27 08:40:45] <TWDuke|Tara> ...
[2019-01-27 08:44:14] <TWDuke|Tara> Tara moves into the storefront proper, pulling her coat tighter around her shoulders. "Wait, let me be clear. You're literally going right now? And your plan is to either go with no backup, into the street where at least one freaky stitched-lips Other was chasing us just a moment ago, or to take the injured dude you just finished patching up minutes ago?" The term 'Other' is still uncomfortable in her mouth, but no time like the present to
[2019-01-27 08:44:14] <TWDuke|Tara> get used to it. ||
[2019-01-27 08:45:27] <Ink|Sherry> ...
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[2019-01-27 08:54:19] <Ink|Sherry> “Yes, I said I was going out didn’t I?” Sherry said, as if that deflected the criticisms, but she chewed her upper lip briefly, touching her nose ring.
[2019-01-27 08:54:19] <Ink|Sherry> “Listen, I don’t- I know it’s not a good idea but I have to make sure they’re okay… I’m… I’m all they have I can’t just abandon them and think about myself…” she looked down. “The girl was just swinging a bat at us right? And she gave herself away with her questions before she appeared. My spell should be able to deflect that and I should have enough time to react…” Sherry looked at the floor, brushing a thumb
[2019-01-27 08:54:19] <Ink|Sherry> over the symbol she had drawn over the back of her hand. She was clearly making an effort to tamp down some sort of emotion, her voice a calculated steady that didn’t come with ease.
[2019-01-27 08:54:21] <Ink|Sherry> ||
[2019-01-27 08:55:39] <Side|Bobby> ...
[2019-01-27 09:02:02] <Side|Bobby> Bobby frowns at Sherry for a moment. There’s like 4 Others probably just as bad as Stitched Lips working together, but at least she can ‘maybe’ deflect one attack! These people. Bobby looks at Sherry in the eyes, grumpy and irritated. “Gail’s dad said the 5 were working together. What happens if you’re caught by two of them? Or three of them? What happens to your family if you die out there? You think June is going to help
[2019-01-27 09:02:02] <Side|Bobby> them in your stead? That guy ran ahead and shut the door on us. I’m not asking you to abandon them, just that you wait until you’re able to actually help them.”||
[2019-01-27 09:02:57] <Ink|Sherry> ...
[2019-01-27 09:10:35] <Ink|Sherry> "What was the fucking point of getting magic if we're just going to cower in here feeling sorry for ourselves?" Sherry snaps with uncharacteristic harshness, "Why do you all assume it's going to be any safer in the day? We're just going to give them time to go around and kill the rest of our families and anyone who might help us and then all six of us are going to be sitting here gift-wrapped for all of The Five to come get us when we have
[2019-01-27 09:10:35] <Ink|Sherry> to come out during the day. The schools are warded and safe spaces but only during the day that implies that there’s stuff that can and wants to get us during the day. Right now we only have the attention of one!”
[2019-01-27 09:10:35] <Ink|Sherry> She ran a hand over her hair, her mohawk flattening a bit, having lost its pristine stiffness over the course of the night. “I’m not going to force anyone to run into the danger… I’ll have my phone I’ll… fuck my house is close I’ll call an Uber if no one comes with me…”
[2019-01-27 09:10:36] <Ink|Sherry> ||
[2019-01-27 09:11:23] <TWDuke|Tara> ...
[2019-01-27 09:15:26] <TWDuke|Tara> Tara squints. She'd need to go back to her book, but if everything was as slippery and hard-to-define as it suggested, the line between "truth" and "oath" was fairly blurry and Sherry was rushing in on it fast. Maybe Tara could get her to back off it before she stumbled over... but even that could apparently weaken her. Maybe. This was all still pretty new.
[2019-01-27 09:15:26] <TWDuke|Tara> Instead, Tara rubs at her eyes and checks the time on her phone. Late, but Tara's been up longer.
[2019-01-27 09:15:26] <TWDuke|Tara> "It's not about sunshine, it's about sleep. But if you're not going to sleep anyway, worrying about whoever you have waiting for you, then yeah, you'd just be wasting time."
[2019-01-27 09:15:26] <TWDuke|Tara> "If the police aren't safe, I wouldn't be trusting an Uber driver right now. Look, can you wait literally five minutes so I can do this thing with the spider? I've got stuff I'd like to do, but if you're committed to going tonight then you really shouldn't go alone. And you definitely shouldn't bring a cripple with you - he's more likely to get you killed than keep you safe." Tara throws a sidelong glance at Bobby. ||
[2019-01-27 09:18:19] <Side|Bobby> Bobby notes the soreness of his injured leg. Walking for 10 minutes in the cold was a damper on the plan, but if she wanted to get a ride there... It’s fast transportation that he doubts the girl can catch up to. “Transportation’s a start I suppose. I can’t argue with that.” He really can’t. Fuck. Not walking and getting there quickly is a good start. He glances back at Tara. “A
[2019-01-27 09:18:37] <Side|Bobby> ((Shit, pressed send by accident, will continue.))
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[2019-01-27 09:26:53] <Side|Bobby> “From what I got from the book, A priest can look back into the history of a scene. Figure out what happened there.” He glances into the interior of the store, where the majority of the mess was. “Perhaps they could see what happened in the shop, and figure out what the fifth looks like, or what objects were cursed or not.” He looks directly at Tara now. “Maybe such a Priest could look at a bloody house and find out where our
[2019-01-27 09:26:53] <Side|Bobby> parents went, if they’re still alive that is. They could maybe do a lot of things, but that process could definitely be expedited by getting me to a church or maybe my parent’s house.” He leans off the chair and stands, albeit limping to do it. “Walking is less of an issue anyway if we’re just going to call an Uber.” ||
[2019-01-27 09:30:49] <Ink|Sherry> ...
[2019-01-27 09:37:30] <Ink|Sherry> Everyone ceasing to be jumping on the opportunity to try to dissuade her calms Sherry a bit. She had been worried they were ready to tie her down and keep her from going. "I can wait five minutes for you Tara, there's some more spells I can do in preparation. If Bobby says he needs to get into a church for his power I think it's important to make steps towards that too. If he needs an Uber and we're not sure whether they're safe or
[2019-01-27 09:37:30] <Ink|Sherry> compromised or whatever..." Sherry paused to think for a moment.
[2019-01-27 09:37:30] <Ink|Sherry> "How about this. We each call an Uber, with different destinations. If one of them is going to pretend to be an Uber driver than we'll only have a one in three chance of getting that cab. We can look for weird stuff with our Sight too. We can even pay all the drivers to actually drive to the different destinations too. Like that armored truck trick. A car should be modern enough to hold back any Nature based others too right? Opposites?
[2019-01-27 09:37:30] <Ink|Sherry> It's probably as safe as we're going to get in the meantime. "
[2019-01-27 09:37:32] <Ink|Sherry> ||
[2019-01-27 09:38:26] <TWDuke|Tara> ...
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[2019-01-27 09:46:15] <TWDuke|Tara> Tara purses her lips in response to Bobby. "Those sound like good things, sure. But you're still standing on a bleeding leg. Sherry running into the night makes sense for her - I thought you were smarter than that."
[2019-01-27 09:46:15] <TWDuke|Tara> Too easy to fall back on quips. Tara pinches her arm lightly, to refocus herself. "The Others we're most worried about are cursed items come to life, or something like it. They're not tree spirits, they're Rings and Widowers, boxes and stitches. We've seen them blend into society before, put on a uniform. Getting in an unknown car is creepy enough at the best of times. I'm not just trying to shoot down your ideas, Sherry, but putting my
[2019-01-27 09:46:15] <TWDuke|Tara> hands in the life of a stranger feels like a really bad idea right now."
[2019-01-27 09:46:15] <TWDuke|Tara> She pushes her hair back behind her ear. "Tonight, we're heading for Sherry's place, which as far as I know isn't a church. We've all got houses we want to go to, but most of them aren't ten minutes away. I'm sure the other three won't want to be cooped up in a shop all day tomorrow, Bobby can roll out with them - but they're not even going to be much use for backup tonight. Gail, the poor girl, just melted her eyes out of her skull."
[2019-01-27 09:46:15] <TWDuke|Tara> She makes direct eye contact with Bobby. "I don't know if you've ever worried at an injury before, but it's a -bad idea-. Sleep it off." ||
[2019-01-27 09:48:01] <Side|Bobby> ...
[2019-01-27 10:03:54] <Side|Bobby> Bobby grimaces at Tara. "Is that an order?" He glances at Sherry for a moment, but then resumes glaring at Tara. "I could care less about how smart you think I am, but if you're going to tell me what to do..." He trails off, the two-bit diva can make her own guesses as to what'll happen. He's had enough of that shit from his dad, and he isn't going to take from a girl that probably thinks Marie Curie is a fashion designer. He turns to
[2019-01-27 10:03:54] <Side|Bobby> Sherry, face irritated. "I said I wouldn't mind if we stop by places, so I can take care of my business too. Is that going to be the case?"||
[2019-01-27 10:06:00] <Ink|Sherry> ...
[2019-01-27 10:12:26] <Ink|Sherry> Sherry leaned against the doorframe where she was standing, “I’m going to my house first, I’m willing to go somewhere after once we get things secure and settled there… but I can’t guarantee there won’t be complications that will prevent us from getting to a church tonight. I’m willing to go, with either of you two, both of you, or without. It’s not an /awful/ idea to rest before you go out. I do want to help you get to a
[2019-01-27 10:12:26] <Ink|Sherry> church at some point.”
[2019-01-27 10:12:27] <Ink|Sherry> ||
[2019-01-27 10:12:49] <TWDuke|Tara> ...
[2019-01-27 10:12:49] <TWDuke|Tara> Christ. Boys and their egos.
[2019-01-27 10:19:32] <TWDuke|Tara> "I get that you have places to go, but... you know what? Fine. Walk on your leg, so that tomorrow when it's too sore to do anything I can get a break from your whiny voice."
[2019-01-27 10:19:32] <TWDuke|Tara> Tara looks back at Sherry. "Five minutes, then we head for your house. If it's as close as you say, we only need a car if we're carrying dead weight. I've got some new tricks to protect us with either way." ||
[2019-01-27 10:19:55] <Side|Bobby> ...
[2019-01-27 10:33:00] <Side|Bobby> Bobby snickers for a moment. Maybe it'll piss her off more, but it's satisfying to see her be all pissy about it. The girl might've saved his life, but she can go fuck herself if she thinks that entitles her to order him around. He puts his hands in his pockets and looks over to Sherry. He can wait just as easily for his brother, but time spent worshiping a God is time spent earning favor. It's not going to heal magically if he just waits
[2019-01-27 10:33:00] <Side|Bobby> till morning, but if he gets an opportunity to earn some favor? Maybe. They probably have one of the five watching the store, so he was expecting a fight whenever he went anyway.  Outrunning them is going to be a hell of a lot easier if they're Ubering.  He leans against the chair and looks around the store. "The old guy probably has painkillers somewhere. Wouldn't be a bad idea to get on those if we're waiting for the diva."||
[2019-01-27 10:36:00] <Ink|Sherry> "The three of us then? Painkillers, a little bit of magic, and then all three of us are heading to my house together? Tara wants to walk," Sherry said, making sure everyone was on the same page. If they said Yes now it would finally settle things.
[2019-01-27 10:36:23] <Ink|Sherry> ||
[2019-01-27 10:36:28] <Side|Bobby> ...
[2019-01-27 10:39:17] <Side|Bobby> Bobby raises his hand to interrupt. "I'd like to point out that I'm pretty sure a car moving at 70 kilometers an hour is going to do a hell of a lot to evade pursuers, not just so I can tag along."||
[2019-01-27 10:39:44] <TWDuke|Tara> ...
[2019-01-27 10:47:37] <TWDuke|Tara> Tara rolls her eyes. "Right, -I'm- being one being a diva."
[2019-01-27 10:47:37] <TWDuke|Tara> She listens to Sherry, nodding, then turns back to Bobby. "Not if the pursuer is the driver. Or can teleport into the car with us, with a baseball bat full of nails. Or even if the driver just can't see whatever's attacking us." Tara drifts off, thinking of a pair of hanging bodies...
[2019-01-27 10:47:37] <TWDuke|Tara> She rubs at her eyes again. "This is dumb. I'm going to do my thing. Sherry, you go do your thing, Bobby, go try not to overdose. For what it's worth, if we need a car sometime that isn't the middle of the night, I can get us a lift. For now, Sherry can decide how we travel, and who comes with." Tara folds her arms across her chest. ||
[2019-01-27 10:49:04] <Side|Bobby> ((You want to go Ink?))
[2019-01-27 10:49:21] <Ink|Sherry> ((If you want to say something before Sherry does that's fine))
[2019-01-27 10:50:22] <Side|Bobby> ((Not necessarily.))
[2019-01-27 10:50:31] <Side|Bobby> ((You can go.))
[2019-01-27 10:50:55] <Ink|Sherry> ...
[2019-01-27 11:00:46] <Ink|Sherry> Sherry threw up her arms a bit as Tara passed the decision to her. Why couldn’t Jojo or Gail have been the ones to volunteer to come with her? She rolled the options over her mind. She and Tara were on way worse terms than she and Bobby, but Tara was just objectively better when it came to a scrap or athletic anything. Tara had made good points about the car, though they’d only have to be inside one for like three minutes to get to her
[2019-01-27 11:00:46] <Ink|Sherry> house.
[2019-01-27 11:00:46] <Ink|Sherry> Sherry scowled as she thought and finally took a deep breath. “We can walk. I’ll take both of you if you’re still willing to come Bobby. Bobby, /if/ you do come I promise that we’ll go to someplace for you to do your priest thing for your god after we’re done in my house…” she said. A promise. Spoken outright, she wanted to make sure that everyone coming knew what her intentions were, and that she was serious about them. No
[2019-01-27 11:00:46] <Ink|Sherry> one backing down out of the deal. “Barring having to do or go somewhere to save someone’s life or help someone in or about to be in mortal danger. Not speaking for Tara though.” she added on quickly.
[2019-01-27 11:00:47] <Ink|Sherry> ||
[2019-01-27 11:04:05] <Ink|Sherry> -||
[2019-01-27 11:04:13] <Ink|Sherry> Sherry looked to Tara and Bobby, "Deal?"
[2019-01-27 11:04:15] <Ink|Sherry> ||
[2019-01-27 11:04:21] <TWDuke|Tara> ...
[2019-01-27 11:04:37] <TWDuke|Tara> Tara looks over to Bobby, raising one eyebrow. ||
[2019-01-27 11:06:52] <Side|Bobby> ...
[2019-01-27 11:09:58] <Side|Bobby> Bobby grits his teeth. He could care less about the driver being an Other. He just wanted the car. If Gail was around, he could at least trust her for a carjacking. It wouldn't even be ditching him if they shuffled him into the sanctuary. Tara convinced Sherry otherwise of the Uber, and changing people's minds was never a strong suit of his. He considers his options. The two athletic girls or June and the little girl that might've melted
[2019-01-27 11:09:58] <Side|Bobby> her eyes out. Jojo was fine, but he was an unknown quantity until he had a better feel for him.
[2019-01-27 11:12:43] <Side|Bobby> "I doubt you'll still want to walk from your house to mine, but it doesn't seem like anyone cares about that." Bobby nods. It doesn't look like he'll get a better team anytime soon. "Deal."||
[2019-01-27 11:13:29] <TWDuke|Tara> ...
[2019-01-27 11:13:52] <TWDuke|Tara> Tara shakes her head. "I
[2019-01-27 11:13:57] <TWDuke|Tara> ((oops))
[2019-01-27 11:18:38] <TWDuke|Tara> Tara shakes her head. "I'm not leaving you alone with Bobby. I'm in. And if we're going to cross town afterwards anyway, we can swing past my place once we've done his crap. I can even get us that lift."
[2019-01-27 11:18:38] <TWDuke|Tara> She sighs, and grabs her phone. "Give us your numbers, I'll text them to Jojo. He can work out with the others if there's anything they want us to pick up from your place. Let's do this." ||
[2019-01-27 11:19:17] <Ink|Sherry> ((Good place to end I think))
[2019-01-27 11:20:04] <TWDuke|Tara> ||||