Patron Saints/Session 12

From Greenthings

<Greenling> Last we left our adorable little Creation-ravishers... and Rei...
<Greenling> (Who clearly has nothing to do with the destruction of anything.)
<Greenling> Zhubin and Crow were still sitting with Peyt, who was... disturbingly maudlin about this whole father thing. Rudy and Rei had left with Thrall, come back, and taken Namhwa and his new sparkly-red-eyed friend out somewhere...
<Greenling> thus leaving them alone again.
<Greenling> With Peyt. And his dead dad's Manse.
* WhiteCrow is taking ntoes on teh Manse a bit while she's here, finding the fact she doesn't need to work as hard to sense tis geomancy quite a chance of pace, really
<Zhubin> "So Crow, while Peyt is....creeping me out by crying, what do you think of all this?" Zhubin waves a hand to indicate Yu-Shan, not just the manse.
* WhiteCrow turns around in her seat, and looks over the city somewhat, nodding as she looks at the stars and all of the lights of the city at night, "Never thought 'd be here to be honest..."
* Zhubin shakes his head.
<Zhubin> "It wasn't in my thoughts for the future. To actually be in the home of the Gods?"
<Zhubin> "Its.." Zhubin shrugs, "amazing, really."
* WhiteCrow nods, and idly begns sketching a bit of the cityscape, and taking ntoes, "Yeah, no kidding. Its bigger then I would of imagined. And....yeah. Jsut different."
<Greenling> You see out the window a man on what seems to be a pogo stick running away from a tiny woman with wings.
<Zhubin> "And still, the merchant part of me wonders, what kind of amazing profit could I turn with some goods from the Heavens? And part of me wants to find the Sun, and beg him to answer my questions....." Zhubin stares out the window.
<Greenling> This is shortly followed by several small unusually-round-looking people.
<Greenling> Also a dragon.
<Zhubin> "Then again, Yu-Shan could be overrated."
* WhiteCrow glances at the shear...oddness fo the scene out the window, and spins around to her sketching the manse's geomancy, "You might be right."
<Zhubin> "I have to ask. I can't sense those flows of 'Essence', and don't really understand it. Is it like seeing?
<Greenling> Crow sketches the geomancy rather quickly. It seems to be a relatively low-level Manse, though you've never had the opportunity to play with a Lunar one before.
<Zhubin> "So, Crow. Want to look around Yu-Shan with me? Seriously, a crying Peyt is scarier than anything we've seen before!" - Topic set by Rudeth: You fools, you've played right into my hands! | Taking bets: Will Yu-Shan survive its encounter with the adventurers?
<Greenling> Zhu, Crow, and Peyt are at Peyt's dad's Manse (someone please name the poor man/god for me, Peyt maybe?); Rei, Rudy and Namhwa are outside the Violet Bier of Sorrows. - Topic set by Peyt_Yenthu: Peyt hates you all
* Rei is starting to really dislike this place. If only because everything hates her.
* WhiteCrow has been spending some time examining the manse and its immediate area, quite curious, and still not having demonstrated being Exalted. Seems that get syou a lot of attention and jokes here
<Greenling> There continues to be a sudden calm around Rei. Then, there is a sudden lion.
* Rei blinks, eyes widening at sudden lion.
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt has finished touring the manse, and has spent the last hour staring at what he could only assume was a portrait of his fater.
<Greenling> It looks like one of the ones from the gate.
<Peyt_Yenthu>
*father
<Peyt_Yenthu> Needless to say, the Bandit King was slightly inebriated.
* Rei bows deeply in greeting to the lion, assuming it was another official guardian type.
<Greenling> "Ma'am, you are advised to cease playing while within the city."
* Rei blinks, before bowing her head in understanding and nodding.
<Greenling> "Your compliance is appreciated. Have a nice day."
<Greenling> The lion dashes off.
<Greenling> Peyt: he, uh, you actually do kinda look like him.
* Rei glances down at her guqin. Guess heaven doesn't like music. She sighs softly and tends to it before wrapping it up and putting it in its' case.
<Greenling> Except without some of the scales and the teeth. And you're arguably less impressive.
<Greenling> Kalil hops off the table and heads deeper into the dark building, and Namhwa is left alone with Thrall.
* Namhwa tucks the sheaf into his small satchel. "So, what are you going to do now?"
<Greenling> In short, the entire party is feeling a leetle awkward right now.
<Greenling> "What, like, right this minute?"
<Namhwa> "No, give it two more seconds..."
<Namhwa> "Now."
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt takes another drink as he looks at the picture. "...got the fuckrrrr's eyes." He threw the winebag at the picture, letting it bounce off the glass of the frame.
<Greenling> Thrall laughs. "I like you."
<Greenling> "Venus damnit, I wish you weren't straight." ... "Wait, am I right in that?"
<Greenling> The Manse cleans itself.
<Namhwa> "Straight as the horizon."
<Greenling> "Damn."
<Namhwa> (Assuming Creation has a flat horizon)
<Greenling> (something like that. XD)
<Peyt_Yenthu> The bandit king takes a loud spit on the floor. "Can't even fuck up yer picture now. Had to go 'n die before I could find ya 'n do it m'self."
<Namhwa> "But look at it this way: I'm not competition."
<Greenling> "That's true."
<Namhwa> "Another set of eyes, as it were. I'm likely not as discerning of a judge as you, but hey, I'm always willing to help a brother out."
<Namhwa> "So, I know that _I_ have been reborn from past lives. What about Red Diamond? What happens to her? Will she come back?"
<Namhwa> "Is there anything I can do to help her?"
<Greenling> He stands up. "What, your wife? I guess."
<Greenling> "...Wait."
* Namhwa nods.
<Greenling> He closes his eyes and thinks a second. ... ..."No."
<Greenling> "She isn't dead."
<Namhwa> "What are you talking about?"
<Greenling> "I don't know what the hell happened to her, but she ain't dead."
<Greenling> "And trust me, I know for dead."
<Namhwa> "She went into the deadlands of Chiaroscuro, there's no way anyone could survive that."
* Namhwa looks unbelieving.
* WhiteCrow does not try to poke at Peyt in his current state, and ponders on taking a bit of a wander through the city...
<Greenling> He shrugs. "Her soul was never listed. Saturn never touched her thread."
<Greenling> "She might be some kinda fucked-up ghost, but she ain't dead."
<Namhwa> "Whatever that means. Paperwork gets lost all the time, if that's what you mean."
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt gets up from his chair. He scratches his belly.
* Namhwa shrugs his shoulders.
<Greenling> "Eh, doesn't matter."
<Peyt_Yenthu> "I'm gonna need somethin' stronger." He heads for the door and the bars of Yu-Shan
<Namhwa> "Anyway, I suppose I should hit the road."
* Rei glances awkwardly to Rudeth, leaning into him some. How cold of Heaven.
<Greenling> He stands up. "Well. I guess we've got until tomorrow or so until anything interesting happens, and I'm not really all that interested in spending my days listening to obsequious little gods telling me to stop making faces at them."
<Greenling> "You wanna go train or something? Otherwise I'm going to find my boyfriend and drag him off somewhere."
<Rudeth> "Oh well. We won't be here too long." Rudeth smiles.
<Greenling> "And maybe Rudy, depending on what he wants to do." :3
<Namhwa> "Perhaps you could listen to obsequeious little gods tell -me- to stop make faces at them? Training sounds... Good. I think I need to get to know my way around here, even if I'm not here for long."
<Namhwa> "But shouldn't we check on Peyt? We did just kind of leave him there at his deceased father's home."
<Namhwa> "And I think Rudeth and Rei are still waiting for us."
<Greenling> "Oh, yeah. Probably."
<Namhwa> "And Zhubin and White Crow have never been here before..."
<Greenling> "...Yeah, I shouldn't leave them alone. Let's go." ==;
<Greenling> As you leave, he grabs something off the desk of an inattentive god and hands it to you.
<Greenling> The title reads: So You're A Sidereal: A Guide To Being Drafted Into The Bureau Of Destiny.
<Namhwa> :O
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt looks to the left. He looks to the right. He realizes he has no bloody idea where the bars in Yu-Shan are.
<Peyt_Yenthu> HOWEVER! He's a man of seasoned drinking stock, and realizes that in Creation, now would be the time the grunts got off work. And where do the grunts head after work? BARS!
<Peyt_Yenthu> He heads off in a direction following what looks to be the more muscly and dumb gods or creations in Yu-Shan.
<Greenling> Peyt's instincts are staggeringly correct.
<Greenling> What are Zhubin and Crow doing?
* WhiteCrow is following Peyt, sincer she has a bad feeling he'll do soemthing wreckless...in Heaven...
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt simply followed all the other grunts to what he assumed would be places serving alcohol. It couldn't be THAT hard to find in Yu-Shan, even if slightly drunk.
<Greenling> You find what, to you, looks like a very ritzy bar. This is in the bad part of Yu-Shan.
* Peyt_Yenthu feels at home.
<Greenling> There are gods staring at you, a couple leering...
<Greenling> At least one who seems to be trying to flirt with Crow.
<Greenling> At least one who seems to be trying to flirt with Zhubin, as well. n.n
* WhiteCrow looks around a bit confusedly at everyone, and the one who tries to flirt with her gets a bit of a brush-off as she remembers religious duties nad such.
<Greenling> Inside, the place is dark. This almost seems like the enlightened archetype of "seedy bar".
<Zhubin> "Wow. As in Heaven, so in Creation?"
<Greenling> People are smoking various things, there's gambling in the corner, the bartender is a large bull-headed man with the name "Jim" in Old Realm carved into one arm...
<Greenling> Granted, half of it's made of Jade and it seems to be a Manse.
<Greenling> It also seems to be pattered on Western dockside bars; but other than that, it's very familiar.
<Greenling> Namhwa and Thrall walk outside and see Rudy and Rei.
* Rei looks just a bit forlorn. Her ears perk up as she glances up, giving Namhwa a wave.
* Namhwa waves back.
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt mutters to himself, ignoring the other gods and things staring at him while he sits at the bar. "Eh! Barkeep! Give me somethin' that'll make the other eye blind fer an hour or two."
* Rudeth waves.
<Namhwa> "Hi, Rei, hi, Rudeth. That was beautiful music earlier."
<Rudeth> "The lion told her not to play in the city anymore."
* Rei blinks, blushing and purring softly, glancing down in embarassment.
<Namhwa> "What lion? Like the one we saw at the Gate?"
* Namhwa flips through his book looking for an explanation.
* WhiteCrow looks around and holds her breath at all the weird smells of the place, looks over to Peyt, and then to the barkeep, translating into Old Realm, "He wants something really, relaly, really strong."
<Namhwa> "Celestial Lions?"
<Namhwa> "Huh, how original."
<Greenling> The barkeep looks at Peyt.
<Greenling> He snickers.
<Namhwa> "Apparently there are 10,000 of them, and they're the original architects of modern day Yu-Shan," Cho paraphrases.
* Namhwa rambles like some foreign tourist.
* Zhubin sighs.
<Greenling> "Does he? He willin' to try out the House Special?"
<Greenling> "Free if ye finish it." :3
<Zhubin> "Please don't taunt him. He's not only..." Zhubin stops, and translates that for Peyt.
<WhiteCrow> "I am going ot assume he'll say yes."
<Greenling> "We ain't 'llowed. He's gotta say yes."
<Greenling> He looks at Peyt.
<Zhubin> "I'm kind of tempted, myself."
<Greenling> A few patrons also look at him with leering grins.
<Rudeth> "So, where to now?"
<Zhubin> "In fact, how about we place a wager?" Zhubin is smiling. "I'll bet that not only can he drink one, I can as well."
<Namhwa> "I suppose back to Peyt's father's manse?"
* Namhwa snaps the book shut.
<Greenling> There is momentary applause.
* WhiteCrow translates this to Peyt, "THey have something, you ahve to say "yes". Say it in Old Realm like "xxx" and you're good."
<Greenling> Someone steps over from the gambling table and starts taking wagers, starting with Zhubin's.
<Greenling> Meanwhile, Peyt...
<Greenling> Rudy, Rei, Namhwa and Thrall arrive back at the Manse to find no one there.
<Rudeth> "HEY EVERYONE WE'RE--where are they?"
* Rudeth looks around.
<Rudeth> "Huh. They're all gone."
* Rei blinks, glancing around
<Namhwa> "Well, maybe they're just around back."
<Greenling> "...I knew I should never have left them alone. Damnit."
* Namhwa wanders about, the discovers the mostly-empty wineskin in front of the portrait of Viele.
* Namhwa picks up the wineskin.
<Namhwa> "A clue, perhaps?"
<Namhwa> :O
* Namhwa strokes an invisible spider into existence.
<Namhwa> "Stasia, baby! Could you wake up please?"
<Greenling> The spider materializes on Namhwa's shoulder.
* Namhwa thinks about how to phrase his question.
<Namhwa> "How are you, Anastasia?" :)
* WhiteCrow waits a bit, "While we wait for his response, what sort of tea do you have here?"
* Namhwa feels around for where to stroke on an Essence-construct for maximum... something.
<Greenling> "... ... This entity is not suffering."
* Namhwa looks shocked.
<Greenling> The spider also looks a little shocked.
<Namhwa> "Oh, good. Where do you feel stimulated when I touch you?"
<Greenling> "... ... This entity is uncomfortable with your question."
<Namhwa> "Inthegoodway," he rushes in on the end.
<Namhwa> "Okay, okay."
<Namhwa> "What is the name of the current establishment where Peyt Yenthu is?"
<Greenling>
*poof
*
* Namhwa calls Sunny over to pet her.
* Namhwa walks over, actually.
<Greenling>
*repoof
* "The Blinded Boar."
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt gives a cough. "Just hand over whatever will do the trick. If I fail, well fuck I'm a mortal. If I pass, then fuck you gods, I'm fucking awesome."
* Namhwa says to Thrall, "Peyt's at the Blinded Boar. I knew he was in a building somewhere."
* WhiteCrow translates, adding, "I think that's yes." to the end.
<Greenling> "..."
<Greenling> Thrall dashes out the door.
<WhiteCrow> "And while we're at it, tea?"
<Greenling> "Gotcha."
<Namhwa> "Thank you, Anastasia."
<Greenling> , says the bartender.
* Namhwa kneels to hug Sunny.
<Greenling> Sunny licks your cheek and then runs after the other purplesid.
* Namhwa dashes after Sunny.
* Rudeth chases after Thrall.
<Greenling> Meanwhile, Peyt and Zhubin are brought two glasses of bubbling green stuff.
<Greenling> It smells... actually pretty nice.
<Greenling> After a moment, Crow gets some passable tea. Normally a bar this seedy would laugh at you for ordering something non-alcoholic, but this is Yu-Shan. They are Serious Business about their tea.
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt picks up the cup and sniffs at it. "Huh. Sure don't smell like goat piss."
<Zhubin> Zhubin takes a deep breath. "It smells rather pleasant, actually!"
<Greenling> Take a swig y/n?
<Greenling> (you guys might want to stunt now.)
<Peyt_Yenthu> y
<Greenling> (stunt like fire.)
<Peyt_Yenthu>
*ahem
*
<Zhubin> "On 3, we chug?" Zhubin raises an eyebrow, and shouts THREE! as he slams the drink back, one hand tightly gripping onto the bar's rough surface, before slamming the glass back down and looking around at the assembled gods.
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt lifted the cup up high. He stared at it. He looked into the liquid deeply. His single eye seemed to burn like a living fire in his pupil as he gazed into the bubbling murk of liquid. In his mind's eye he could see the swirls and bubbles dance like a myriad of harem dancers, swirving and bobbing for his amusement. They beckoned him, calling him to dive into the aromatic froth of the...
<Peyt_Yenthu> ...drink. He needed it. He craved it. Fuck, he WANTED it. He plugged his nose, leaned his head back, and let the drink slide down his throat and allowed the dancers entrance to his digestion.
* WhiteCrow sips the tea quietly as she watches the crazy ones try and explode their livers, taking time to critique an dpodner the tea's taste
<Greenling> Zhubin feels... good. Very good. Oh my...
<Zhubin> "Wow."
<Greenling> My the walls are pretty... you're not falling over, though.
<Greenling> Peyt...
<Greenling> At first, you feel like the bottom's dropped out of your stomach and you're going to retch it all up again. You feel like your brain's been hit by a sledgehammer and gnawed on by Little Tyrant all at once.
<Peyt_Yenthu> "Oh fuck me..."
<Greenling> Then you suddenly feel... calm.
<Greenling> Actually, this shit's pretty good- your thought is interrupted by the slam of the door.
<Greenling> A tall, gorgeous young woman enters and sits down beside you.
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt licked his lips. "...hits like your mother, but still pretty good."
<Peyt_Yenthu> "...'sup."
<Greenling> "Gimme three."
<3 "...But ma'am-" "GIVE ME THREE.
<3"
<Greenling> ...The woman gets three House Specials.
<Zhubin> "Haha! Fuck you Peyt!" Zhubin laughs drunkenly.
<Greenling> "You're a bitch to find, you know that, Peyt Yenthu? I was going to throw some Wyld Yeddim or something at you." She smiles warmly.
<Greenling> "You want another?"
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt looks over at her. "...do I know you, or somethin'?" He takes the drink.
<Greenling> "Probably not."
<Peyt_Yenthu> "Ah. But ya know me? At least someone fuckin' does..."
<Greenling> "Eh."
<Greenling> She takes a drink.
<Greenling> She then takes the other drink.
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt throws the drink back, letting it slide down his throat. "May as well have a few more drinks. It's free, ain't it chief?"
<Greenling> "Fuck Me, this stuff is horrible."
<Greenling> "..." The bullman is staring at you with wide eyes.
* Zhubin slaps the bullman on the back. "You weren't kidding 'bout this being good!"
<Greenling> The woman pats Peyt on the back and stands back up. "Enjoy the rest of your life. Come see me some time, all right? I'mma go kick Mars' ass now."
<Greenling> She leaves.
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt tips his head at her direction as she leaves. "...fuck if I know who she is, but she's got legs up to forever." Peyt looks back at the bullman. "...the fuck are you starin' at, chief?"
<Greenling> On a possibly unrelated note, part of Peyt's now far-less-alcohol-soaked consciousness notes disappointment that Zhubin isn't a hot chick this time around.
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt is loving his ellipses.
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt took another drink.
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt rubbed at his eyepatch, then noticed something. It fucking hurt.
<Peyt_Yenthu> He flipped it up, noticing how strange it was that he suddenly had depth perception.
<Zhubin> "That is some DAMN great booze! It even gave you your eye back!" Zhubin now slaps Peyt on the back!...perhaps him drinking was less than the best idea.
<Peyt_Yenthu> "..." He looked at the cup. Then he looked at Zhubin. Then he looked in a mirror.
<Greenling> Zhubin: there's more of it.
<Greenling> Peyt: swirly silver. Lots of it.
<Peyt_Yenthu>
*a few moments later
*
<Peyt_Yenthu> Zhubin goes flying out onto the street.
<Peyt_Yenthu> "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO NOW?!"
* Zhubin stands up, and walks back in, swinging at Peyt.
<Zhubin> "FUCK YOU! I'M NOT GETTING BLAMED FOR THIS ONE!"
<Greenling> Gods are scattering from the bar.
<Zhubin> "YOU DRANK THAT YOURSELF!"
<Greenling> Also,
*now
* is, of course, when the other group walks up.
* WhiteCrow watches the two and slowly backs away, still holding her tea cup.
<Namhwa> "Oh, no."
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt swings back. "YOU DID SOMETHIN' FUCKED UP! YOU /ALWAYS/ DO SOMETHIN' FUCKED UP!"
* Rei blinks at the chaos and pauses, head sinking. She makes her way in and tries to push the two apart, not liking seeing companions fighting. This... probably does not work well.
* Zhubin stands there, his Caste Mark starting to glow slightly.
<Zhubin> "I HAD A DRINK! YOU'RE THE ONE THAT FOUND THE BAR!"
<Peyt_Yenthu> "YOU MADE THE GODSDAMN BET! YOU WANTED ME TO DRINK IT!"
* Namhwa runs up behind the tiny, tough little man to pick his drunk ass up and carry him away from the belligerent and much more girthful Peyt.
<Rudeth> "....well."
* WhiteCrow remembers that she probablys hould of invested in sleepg renades, and starts slowly moving to the door.
<Zhubin> "YOU'D HAVE PLACED YOUR OWN BETS IF YOU SPOKE THE LANGUAGE! AND I WAS GONNA SPLIT THE WINNINGS!"
* Peyt_Yenthu chases after Namhwa and Zhubin. "RUN ALL YOU WANT, BUT I'M STILL BIGGER THAN YOU!"
<Namhwa> "Oh, dera.
* Rei is trying and failing to hold the immense Peyt back.
* Namhwa flips drunken Zhubin into a piggy-back saddle, then starts to sprint.
* Zhubin shakes free of Namhwa and faces Peyt. "WHO'S RUNNING?"
<Namhwa> "What the hell is going.... AUGH!"
* Namhwa skids to a stop.
* Namhwa runs up and tries to hold back Peyt's bulk with Rei.
<Namhwa> "What are you two fighting about now?"
<Greenling> Rei is skidding cutely behind the new Lunar.
<Namhwa> "Peyt, Peyt, PEYT!"
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt, with his now Exalted strength, is pushing through Namhwa and dragging Rei along behind him. "YOUR MOTHER, THAT'S WHO!"
* WhiteCrow takes a sip of tea and sighs, "Great, nwo we have a Lunar ANathema."
* Namhwa pours essence through his voice, ringing the tiny seed of Compassion in Peyt's mind to grab his attention through a favorable inflection.
<Greenling> Namhwa also gets a brief flash of deja-vu.
<Greenling> You have the feeling they've done this before. That might explain why this bar doesn't seem to have First Age architecture like the surroundings.
<_
<
<Peyt_Yenthu> "What!? Namhwa, what could POSSIBLY be worth talking right now!?"
<Namhwa> Cho leans in to whisper into Peyt's ear as the bulky man pushes him back. "Peyt, please, let's just go back to your father's home. You remember him, don't you? Now's the time for mourning family, not tearing apart friends."
<Greenling> Also, sudden lion.
<Zhubin> "No talking! This is...holy shit!"
<Greenling> "
*kehem
*"
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt throws Cho off his shoulder! "Stop talkin' in my ear!"
<Greenling> "No fighting."
<Peyt_Yenthu> "...holy fuck lion."
* Rei eeps, letting go of Peyt and staggering back, falling on her rump. She bows apologetically to the Lion, even though it wasn't her fault.
<Peyt_Yenthu> "...fine."
* Namhwa collects himself from off the street.
<Namhwa> "Oh, hurray..."
<Greenling> "Further violence and/or property damage will result in punishment. Thank you for your compliance."
<Namhwa> "Thank you for the warning!"
<Greenling> "...Also, congratulations on your recent Exaltation. Have a nice day." He bounds off.
<Rudeth> "Your recent what?"
<Peyt_Yenthu> "..." Peyt sat down on the ground.
<Rudeth> o.o
<Rudeth> "Um, did something happen in the bar?"
* Namhwa curiously pulls his book out of his satchel, and scans the section on 'Compatriots.'
<Peyt_Yenthu> "Zhubin did something stupid."
* Rei stands up and dusts off her clothes, glancing to the bartop and the five or so emptied House Specials
<Zhubin> Zhubin peers at Rudy. "Can't you see the new eye? And the glowing silver? And the dammit, I didn't pour the drink down his throat."
<Greenling> Compatriots: debate still rages on the nature of Solars and the place of Lunars in the scheme of Creation...
<Peyt_Yenthu> "You always do somethin' stupid. When somethin' stupid happens, you always did it."
* WhiteCrow looks at the lion, drinks some of her drink as the lion leaves, then looks over to the others, "This is a wierd day."
<Greenling> Though they clearly share the Creation-Ruling Mandate of (insert history here), past experience during the Usurpation has led many Sidereals to consider them somewhere between pests and dangerous enemies.
<Greenling> Further information can be found at your local Faction recruiters (list locations).
* Rei shakes her head. Alcohol. Figures.
<Namhwa> "Oh, you're a Solar," Cho points at the newly arrived White Crow, then Zhubin, then points at Peyt and says, "You're a Lunar. And apparently I'm part of a fascist regime..." Though that last bit is a whisper.
* WhiteCrow glrares, "I knew this. The term Solar Anathema dn Lunar Anathema are nto lost to me. And you are just aberration."
<Greenling> Fascist
*conspiracy
*, thank you very much.
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt rubbed at his forehead. "Maybe if I rub hard enough, it'll wipe off." He swore a bit when he scratched his wrist on scales.
* WhiteCrow takes another sip of the tea, "And I thought the tea in Heaven would be better."
<Greenling> A regime would imply they'd settled on a ruler.
* WhiteCrow glares at Peyt, "It doesn't work, trsut me."
* Rei glances between Crow and Peyt, giggling softly.
<Namhwa> (Oh!)
<Greenling> (that was half-joking. also, it's what the pamphlet says in a little scribbled note.)
<Rudeth> "...so Rei and I are the only ones left that haven't Exalted?"
* Namhwa is disturbed.
* Zhubin giggles.
<Zhubin> "Yup! You're still the token mortals."
* WhiteCrow looks voer to Rudeht, "One can call it that."
<Greenling> (Right below the one that says "despite what they're implying, Faction membership is not remotely required. We're not all crazy. :)
<3")
<Peyt_Yenthu> He picks at it like dry skin. "...this is weird."
* WhiteCrow glares at the others a bit, "Exalted, bah. Worst nightmare."
* Rei blinks, glancing over her body. She didn't see any tokens...
* Namhwa is relieved.
* WhiteCrow finsihes the tea and returns the cup to the counter. She then pulls out a scrap of paper, writes a big, detaield, slightly-scathing review, rates it about a six out of ten, and then leave s aneote for the barkeep
<Rudeth> "So you got drunk and turned into some sort of magical scaly beast-man?"
<Namhwa> "Hey, maybe you two should try that drink? Eh?"
<Peyt_Yenthu> "Kind of like yer mum and how you were born. But yeah."
* Rei gives Cho a glare.
<Rudeth> "If that's what it did to Peyt, I don't even want to try."
<Namhwa> :D
<Namhwa> "But he's still beautiful on the inside."
<WhiteCrow> "I'm going to ask for citation on that."
* Namhwa admits that he makes it up as he goes along.
<Greenling> "Hey, his mother was a saint," says Thrall.
* Namhwa points to Thrall.
<Namhwa> "See?"
<Greenling> "...What?"
<Namhwa> "His mother was a saint!"
<Namhwa> "If he resembles his father so closely, surely there's a bit of his mother's heritage in him."
<Peyt_Yenthu> "Yeah, 'n my father didn't leave me to die with a penniless mum." Peyt got up from the road, feeling a bit...taller than before. "I'm gonna go pass out on the soft carpet of my dead pa's living room."
<Greenling> "...Heh."
<Rudeth> "...He's gonna be really damn hungover tomorrow, isn't he?"
<Greenling> "Probably not."
<Zhubin> Zhubin shakes his head, the motion dragging him down to the ground. "About as hungover as I'll be, probably."
<Greenling> Thrall snickers at Zhubin.
<Zhubin> "Which means...not really! Exaltation is grand."
* Namhwa walks over with Sunny and picks up Zhubin across his shoulders, face forward and away from his body.
<Namhwa> "Right!"
<Greenling> "So what're we doing now? Other than dragging the Solars with us so they don't explode shit."
<Zhubin> "I'm not exploding anything!"
<Zhubin> "And I still say I didn't do it, either!"
* Rei leaves a few gems on the counter for the barkeep, feeling like she ought to do SOMETHING for all the (Peyt) trouble.
<Namhwa> "But at least your best friend isn't terribly suspicious of you, you haven't made any cities disappear, nor have you had an identity crisis," Cho assures Rei and Rudeth.
<Greenling> ...Granted, Peyt suddenly seems familiar in a strange and uncomfortable, but thankfully ignorable, way.
<Namhwa> "Well, the least Peyt can do for his advocate is let him stay the night there. I'm interested in finding out more about these "Major Fates" ideas, if you've got the time. What do the rest of you want to do?"
<Peyt_Yenthu> Peyt mumbles to himself, scratches his head, and heads back to the manse to pass out.
<Greenling> Peyt may do this.
* WhiteCrow leaves with Peyt, glad the commotion was minimal, and looking around at what attention this may of drawn
<Greenling> Also, though Zhubin won't notice this, on a technicality, that woman won the pot. Alas.
<Rei> X3
<Greenling> Crow: wow, that's a nice-sized crowd.
<Rudeth> "Well, what's next?"
<Namhwa> "You think you can walk?" Cho asks Zhubin.
<Zhubin> "Where're we goin? Let's see more of Yu-Shan!" Zhubin's words are pretty clear, if...cheerful.
<Zhubin> "'course I can walk! I'm one of the Sun's Chosen, ain't I?"
<Rudeth> "I think I like Zhubin like this. We should get him toasted more often."
<Zhubin> Zhubin stumbles away from Cho, reeling around.
* Namhwa squats down slowly to tilt Zhubin onto his feet.
<Zhubin> "See, perfect balance. Like a cat!"
* Rei blushes softly at Zhubin's antics, glancing over the crowd Crow was staring at like deer in torchlight.
* Zhubin stumbles over, and drapes an arm around Crow, looking at the crowd. "What're you all staring at?"
<Zhubin> To the crowd, or at least a wall, "Yeah, 's what I thought!"
* Rudeth is trying not to laugh too loudly.
* Namhwa looks at Thrall. "Is this what you meant? I don't think it has anything to do with their Exaltations, nothing more than an over-indulged night at the bar."
* WhiteCrow looks over to Zhubin a bit, arms folded, and her face a bit...unthrilled at Zhubin leaning on him, "I don't know. A couple glowing drunken idiots and a crowd of confused gods is a sight in itself, I suppose."
<Zhubin> "I'm neither drunken nor an idiot!" Zhubin declares, briefly staring at Crow. "Am I glowing?"
<Greenling> "Is this what what meant?"
<WhiteCrow> "No, you aren't, you just hav e apropensity to that." She looks at the crowd again, "THen again, this in itself is quite...odd. That one wtiht he tentacles is staring. and I don't like it much."
<Namhwa> "You meant about them going crazy. Because this just seems like shenanigans."
<Greenling> Zhubin is slightly glowing.
<Greenling> "Oh. Hah. No. This isn't even normal Exalted shenanigans, this is lightweight shit. Crazy's way past this."
<Namhwa> "Okay, whatever you say."
<Greenling> "You wait a few months, you'll get to see normal, then I can show you crazy." :3
<Greenling> He flinches suddenly and rubs the back of his head. "Motherfucker... let's go somewhere."
<Rudeth> "Where to?"
* WhiteCrow nods at that and follows Thrall at this, a bit tired iwth this palce, and lifting Zhubin's arm off of her as she does such.
* Namhwa shrugs.
<Greenling> "Dojo, Lute, home, wherever."
<Greenling> "Pick one."
<WhiteCrow> "Lute?"
<Greenling> ..."Catgirl, you pick." He points.
<Greenling> "Lute. Cerulean Lute of Harmony. Home of damn-near constant entertainment, of whatever kind."
* Rei blinks some in surprise, giving a slight nod. That sounded fine...
<Greenling> "I also have some kinda flashy-visual-theatre thing at home, but there's only two goddamn channels that come in in this bullshit Age." ==;
<Zhubin> "Entertainment? Yeah!"
<Zhubin> "We're gonna party!"
<Greenling> "Lute it is."
<Greenling> Thrall heads off.
* Rudeth heads off after Thrall. 20:24
* Namhwa asks Sunny how she's doing.
<Greenling> Sunny wufs.
* WhiteCrow follows a bit, taking a point to look around, looking like a damned tourist in her staring at everything, and taking ntoes in her book as she walks along.
<Namhwa> "Great."
<Greenling> She shivers and shakes her fur off like it's wet, then wufs again, and follows you.
* Namhwa pets her companionably.
<Greenling> You eventually find an absolutely gorgeous blue building, not far from the Bier- and three other color-coded buildings, for that matter- with the words "Cerulean Lute of Harmony" overtop in Old Realm Calligraphy that seems to be in moonsilver.
<Greenling> The architecture is breathtaking.
<Rudeth> "Ooh. Neat." :D
<Zhubin> "Niiiiice."
<Greenling> "Meh," says Thrall.
<Greenling> This is followed immediately by a blur plowing into Thrall and knocking him flying.
<Zhubin> "Thrall. You. are. a. Grump."
<Greenling> Said blur being a very tall and blatantly Fae-looking young man who stands back up and dashes off again. "Gottagomeetingbye."
<3
<Greenling> Thrall: "..."
* Rei blinks curiously.
* WhiteCrow sketches this into her book some, "Big...blue...building...."
<Rudeth> "Huh. So, let's go have fun!"
<Zhubin> Zhubin slaps at his money pouch and pouts. "Dammit, I was so busy arguing with Peyt I forgot to take the winnings!"
* WhiteCrow shrugs, "You probably deserve that, I think." She holds back taking lead going into the building, starting remember the term Cerulian Lute from somewhere...
* Rei peeks in curiously.
* Zhubin heads in, dragging the others with him. "Don't just stand there! We're here to have fun!"
* WhiteCrow blinks a bit as she stares at the building and makes the link, "Wait a damned moment..."
* Rei eeps as the drunken zenith pulls her afterwards.
<Greenling> The inside is palatial.
<Greenling> Shiny. Filled with gods. Talking, running about doing business, there's some very nice music playing, there's a buffet table...
<Greenling> Two people having sex in the corner, okay then...
<Greenling> It's all very classy. :V
* Rei pouts. Why do THEY get to play music and she doesn't.
* WhiteCrow watches the others go in, looks around being alone on teh street in Heaven and follows reluctently.
<Zhubin> "So, Thrall, is there an entry price, or what?"
<Zhubin> "And where's the bar?"
<Greenling> "Heh. Depends what you wanna do."
<Greenling> He points to the list of current events.
<Rudeth> "Well, there's a lot here...what would you recommend for us to do?" :D
<Greenling> It's all in really calligraphic Old Realm.
* WhiteCrow reads over the chart some
<Rudeth> "....I can't read any of that."
<Greenling> "...You want me to teach you Old Realm?"
<Rudeth> "Sure!" :D
* Rudeth points to a random spot on the chat. "These are neat looking squiggles. What's this one?"
<Greenling> Thrall grins. He seems to be a little giddy that his brother and he are getting along.
* WhiteCrow sees a tea drinking ceremony thing
* WhiteCrow ponits at that.
<Zhubin> "Ooooh. That's neat..."Zhubin looks at the 'informal debate' listing.
<Zhubin> "Or a tea ceremony. I've heard of those. 'sposed to be really nice." Zhubin blinks a few times. "My head is starting to hurt."
<Greenling> Rudy seems to be pointing at "concert of little-known and alternative musical styles, benefit for the Homeless Gods Coalition".
<Rudeth> "That's what you get for going drinking with Peyt."
* Rei looks over the list of events as well.
* WhiteCrow will stick to pointing at the tea thing, "That, that. I have been through enough of those two, I feel I am putting my foot on that."
* Rei glances to the tea thing, blushing and shrugging some. Why not?
<Rudeth> "Well, I dunno what any of this stuff is, so I guess I'm going wherever you people are."
* Zhubin shrugs.
<Zhubin> "My head is switching between atrocious pain and that music is wonderful! I love you guys!"
* WhiteCrow follows the instructions and route to the tea ceremony, meandering halls and seeing likely many things she would not much approve of until she finds the place the schedule said it woudl be
<Greenling> You do indeed see things you would not much approve of. Also several small gods which apparently are being paid to offer you free samples of various things, some of which are food.
* Rei tries some of the offered samples curiously, as she follows after Crow.
* Rudeth tries some of the food and eyes some of the things that don't seem like food.
* Zhubin shrugs and tries some food as he follows Crow.
<Zhubin> "Tea is quiet, right? I'd like that now."
<Greenling> There is food, clothing, some kind of narcotics...
* WhiteCrow takes a sample of the various teas, making a point to get a good idea fo what each tastes like, though avoids some of the weirder stuff on the table
<Greenling> You find some amazing teas.
<Greenling> Some of which are classed under food, some, narcotics. :V
* Rei picks up one of the pieces of cloth curiously, head tilting to one side as she looks over it.
* Rudeth grabs a random cup of tea and tastes.
* WhiteCrow is glad she at least knows enough alchemy to know some of the stuff that's laced with drugs before partaking too much, she hopes.
<Greenling> Rudy: ...spicy little cloves and cinnamon and milk and...
<Greenling> Crow can tell on the basis of being able to read the tiny little Old Realm signs.
<Greenling> The small god smiles at Rei. "Do you like that one, ma'am?"
* Rei lightly wipes a drop that slips past Rudy's mouth, licking her finger to try the tea as well. She blushes, wrapping it around her shoulders in fascination, nodding some to the god.
<Greenling> :D:D "Might I direct you to my employer, who deals in such things? Youcankeepthesample."
<Zhubin> Zhubin looks at the salesperson. And stares a bit.
* WhiteCrow hmms, sampling things, "THis is what I expect in Heaven a bit more to be honest...not the stuff at that bar earlier."
* Rei blushes and nods to the god, though she wasn't sure she could afford such riches...
<Greenling> The small god produces a small, gilt-edged card reading a name and a building.
* Rei looks over the card and bows respectfully, purring softly in thanks.
<Greenling> The god looks positively chuffed.
<Greenling> Not far after, you find the entrance to what you were looking for.
<Zhubin> "Thrall! I know who I want to see."
<Greenling> "What?"
* Rei glances to Zhubin and Thrall, adjusting the sash-like adornment the god had given her, giggling softly. This was... impressive. And it'd probably cost a small fortune in Creation...
<Zhubin> "I wanna see the Sun! He talked to me, after all."
<Greenling> "...You're not going to be up here long enough to file that damned much paperwork."
<Zhubin> "Pap-er-wurk?"
<Zhubin> "For talking to someone?"
* Zhubin laughs.
<Zhubin> "I'd laugh at that, if I weren't so drunk!"
<Greenling> "Yes, pap-er-wurk, sweetie. He doesn't leave the Games."
* WhiteCrow looks over to Zhubin a bit with a weird look, "Have you ever heard of the Celestial Order?"
<Zhubin> Zhubin blinks a few times. "Probably. And what're the Games?"
<Greenling> "Your nameless ass isn't going to make it, even with His blessing."
<WhiteCrow> "You don't just walk in to meet the Empress, Perfect or Tri-Khan, you don't jus wwalk in to meet the Sun."
<Greenling> He snorts. "Fuck if I know."
<Zhubin> "Oh. 'spose that makes sense."
<Greenling> Thrall gets a disturbing gleam in his eye. "Though you could always try to sneak in."
* Rudeth snorts. "Zhubin wouldn't do that. He's not drunk enough yet."
<Zhubin> "They got those lions at the gates? I'm not trying it."
<Zhubin> "And I bet it'd get me killed."
<Greenling> The tea ceremony is composed of several gods, and a few other people, sitting around little tables on fancy pillows and having informal-seeming chats.
* WhiteCrow listens-in a bit, but honestly, her dusty clothing, sun-touched appearance, and such, she probably stand sout liek a soar thumb amongst thsi group
<Greenling> Mostly. Outside of the one guy in the corner who looks like he just got in from safari or something.
<Greenling> A golden-eyed guy with what seems to be little cat ears, chatting to an older woman in much nicer clothing.
* WhiteCrow looks over the safari person a bit, curious what he may ahve to shwo where ha has been
* Rei perks an ear, eyeing the golden-eyed guy for a moment curiously, though unsure of how or if to approach. She glances around the room curiously, moving to take a seat and relax.
* Rudeth whispers to Rei, "Hey, there's a guy with cat ears." Rudeth pantomimes cat ears. "Maybe he has some idea about who you are."
<Greenling> The guy notices Crow peering in, along with the adorable catgirl, the Endings he doesn't recognize with the guy over his shoulder, and so forth, and waves you over.
<Greenling> "My my, motley crew here." :3
* Cho looks shocked at the actual catface.
<Greenling> Yep. He rather reminds you of a self-satisfied tabby.
<Greenling> The woman smiles at you. "Hello." She looks at Namhwa. "I haven't met you yet, I believe."
* Cho approaches with caution and respect.
* Cho bows to the woman in the Dynast style, from the hip. "Cho Namhwa, Saturn's Chosen."
* Rei blushes and bows some to the man, sitting down by the man and peering curiously at his ears.
<Greenling> "I'm Fragrant Blossom, one of Venus'. Nice to meet you." She bows from her seated position.
<Greenling> The man grins at Rei. "Hello, little sister- or whoever you might be."
<Cho> "My pleasure," he replies demurely.
<Zhubin> Zhubin just follows the others' lead, bowing.
<Greenling> Thrall sits over at an adjacent table and grabs some tea.
* Rudeth bows to them. "Rudeth."
<Cho> "May I introduce Rei of the South?" Cho purrs for Rei. "The rest of us can speak with varying degrees of eloquence, but Rei's voice is communicated by her hands and qin, for now."
* Cho steps back and looks to Thrall for permission to sit with him.
<Greenling> "Ahhh." He looks interested. "Therin of the Stripes." He bows at Rei with a charming little flourish.
<Greenling> Thrall shrugs and nudges a teacup over to the seat beside him.
* Cho takes a seat with Thrall, then inhales the essence flowing from the cup.
* Rei blushes softly, bowing her head to Therin in return as she looks to the tea, blushing and reaching for one such cup.
<Greenling> "I recommend the one in the cup with the little leaf pattern."
* Rudeth takes a seat near Cho.
* Cho grins at Rudeth.
* Rei smiles and takes that cup, blushing softly and sipping at it.
* Rudeth takes one of the leaf pattern cups and sniffs it a little, then takes a sip.
<Cho> "Tea?" he asks.
* Cho looks at his cup to see if it mirror's Thrall's.
<Greenling> Thrall's is something with red and black designs on it. Yours seems to be blue with a little dragon pattern.
* Cho ponders the inequality, then takes three polite sips and sets his cup back down.
<Greenling> Rudy: it tastes like the forests of the East just exploded in your mouth, in a good way. 22:20
<Greenling> Cho: deep, sweet, a little salty, and more like wine than tea.
<Cho> :)
* Cho has another three long sips.
<Cho> "Fragrant Blossom, have you met Venus?"
<Greenling> "Hmm?" She seems a little startled by the question, but recovers quickly. "Oh. Once... very briefly."
<Cho> "Pardon me if that's a silly question, but you must know that I'm quite in my infancy when it comes to this sort of thing." Cho displays 'So You're A Sidereal' book.
<Greenling> She laughs. "Oh, don't worry about it. I was just distracted."
<Cho> "I understand.... Though I'm still debating whether it's you that's lucky to have the Lute or the Lute that's lucky to have you."
<Greenling> She waves her hand and tsks, but she's smiling. "Such blatant flattery won't get you anywhere here, sweetie."
* Cho nods, and finishes his tea in three more sips.
<Greenling> Thrall sits down his teacup.
<Greenling> He looks at Namhwa. "Hey, I just realized- do you happen to have my damned book?"
<Greenling> "I left it back in that temple, but it wasn't there when I went back."
<Cho> "Which one?"
<Greenling> "'Temples of Rage'," he says in Weavetongue.
<Greenling> (
*wave)
<Cho> "I think so. A Western? It's in my saddlebags. You know what?!"
<Cho> "That thing actually spit an octopus at me."
<Greenling> "Yeah, it's a classic. Eh?"
<Greenling> "...That's what happenes when you're Outside Fate."
<Cho> D:
<Rudeth> "Does weird stuff happen a lot when you're Outside Fate?"
<Rudeth> "Because back in Gem, Crow kept saying her coffee tasted like milk."
<Greenling> "Yeah."
<Greenling> "When the world starts unravelling around you, shit happens." :p
<Rudeth> "Hey, Crow! Did you here that? We figured out what was happening!" :D
<Greenling> Both Therin and Blossom are just kind of staring wide-eyed.
<Zhubin> "That could also explain the saddlebag full of biscuits...." Zhubin trails off. "This is bad for me again, isn't it?"
<Cho> "Oh, well I'll get your book back to you as soon as we get back into Creation."
<Greenling> "Okay. Sweet."
* Rei glances over the others, blushing some curiously.
* Cho nods.