Tarot has connected.
Mellor summons Tarot.
arcangel grins.
Tarot kicks Too, reappears here.
Mallory is suitably impressed.
You say "I just paged you -- when Too froze -- about maybe needing a Tarot (depending on how things work out)..."
You say "Mellor, shall I do a scene-start and set the timing?"
Mellor says "That'd be great. Shall I assume I'm back in Angela (she's beginning to feel like one of those comfy sofas. I don't really like her, but she;s so comfortable0"
You say "Sure."
<<Scene Start>>
<<OOC>> arcangel says "After coming back and finding the first useful host, Mellor has carefully navigated back to Angela. It's far too early in the morning, but Mellor knows 2 things..."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "#1: Mellor has, whilst host-hopping, discovered that skipping classes is No Big Deal."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "#2: If Elysia is in the Earth 101 class that all the celestials are supposed to be at, then she will not be in her room!"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "(Is that nice and convenient, one hopes? O:> )"
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Fabulous. I don't think Angela minds missing class either."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Certainly not! Especially not a class she's not really signed up for and can't figure out why she attended it the first time!"
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Yeah. Heaven forfend she might learn something ;)"
Mellor pages: OK, shall I pose all this searching?
You paged Mellor with 'If you want!'.
You paged Mellor with 'Or just give me a Perception roll or two.'.
From afar, Mellor giggles, will do that.
<<GAME>> Mellor rolls the d666 and gets 5 5 CHECK: 1.
<<GAME>> Mellor rolls the d666 and gets 6 6 CHECK: 4.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Almost!"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "After some time of thoroughly ransacking the room (handy, ransacking one's roomie's stuff!) and Angela's brains, Mellor finally comes to the conclusion that Elysia does not have the photos in the room."
<<OOC>> Tarot laughs.
<<OOC>> Mellor takaes the furniutre apart and rolls back the carpet too, if poss.
Mellor does not bother tidying up afterwards. Someone else can do that.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "The carpet hides a diary from three years ago, though only one corner of it peels back. The furniture doesn't seem to be hiding anything either, though for a really good job of taking it apart, you'd need tools."
Mellor twists and roils unhappily in the back of Angela's mind, making her twitchy. No pictures here. It's going to be killed when its prince finds out.
<<OOC>> Mellor leaves the diary. It's too frazzled. Put too much hope in finding the photos here.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "The diary is, BTW, written in Helltongue."
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Woo! Could this be left by a traitor?"
Angela paces round and round the trashed room fretfully, but not as fretfully as the panicked demon inside her head. She picks up the book and shrugs, barely glancing over the frontpage. Stupid squiggles.
Mellor . o O (I'm going to die.)
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Diary in Helltongue? I sense Plot."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Minor plot."
The front page has a date about 3 years ago. Something about arriving, but feeling watched.
Mellor gets Angela to glance out of the window, and out of the door, to see if anyone is around. Skims the next few pages, and absently tucks it into her bag.
There appears to be no one around. The next few pages make it clear that the author is probably a Balseraph from the way it preens, and on the run from Nybbas' service.
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Woo. Something To Report. Mellor must be ecstatic."
Mellor tells Angela to stop, and try to concentrate. Flips to the end to see when the last date was.
The last date was about two and a half years ago. The next to last entry is in a different hand, and reads simply, "I know where you are. I can find you. Game over." The last entry reads, "I must try to escape. I know now this place is a trap. I have a better hiding place for the book. Perhaps it is attuned to the book and I can lure it away..."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Discord: Diary. The afflicted character must make as many entries per week, in a diary, as the level of the Discord..."
<<OOC>> Mallory thinks the Blair Witch people were *brimming* with that Discord, only with the updated media versions.
Angela stares blankly at the last page for soem minutes, compelled by some urge to stare at the symbols which she doesnt understand.
Mellor admires the style of the demon who wrote the Game entry. Wonders how it got around the campus restrictions.
Mellor clutches Angela's hand tighter around the diary, uncertainly. She blinks hard, and looks round the wrecked room, then to the book, then to the door.
The scrawl is firm and assured, and quite intimidating. Almost reassuring, in a strange way.
Mellor compels Angela to put the book neatly away in her bag. It's 2 and a half years out of date, and that demon is bound to have been caught by now, but it might offer useful insights into the renegade mindset.
Mellor also urges Angela to leave the room door open. Later, she can claim that the place was robbed and try to get some free jewellry off her room insurance. That might be nice. New things!
<<OOC>> arcangel admires Mellor.
Outside the window, the faint sounds of chiming come from the Clock Tower.
Mellor gets more grimly businesslike, remembers its mad panic, and more urgent things than this new discovery.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "What time did that class finish?"
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Early afternoon, I believe."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "It's getting on toward that time. You might want to hasten, if you don't want to get caught by Elysia."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "The photos certainly don't seem to be in the room."
Mellor urges Angela to hasten. Uses sharpened tentacle edges to hook into her brain with added urgency. Move, move. Urges her.. towards Tarot's office.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Stairs or elevator?"
<<OOC>> Mellor just tells her 'as quickly as you can'
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Angela will pick the elevator."
Angela hugs her bag to her chest and stumbles into the elevator, with a rising sense of urgency, or even subdued panic.
After the typical *shudder*ping*shudder* trip, the lift doors open on the ground floor.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Elysia is nowhere to be seen."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Is this the floor with the offices?"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "This is the ground-floor of Monty Hall -- still headed for Tarot's office, over in the Mephisto building?"
<<OOC>> arcangel can fastforward, of course. O:>
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Surely."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "I think so. I need to report Elysia as a thief, amongst other things."
<<OOC>> arcangel giggles.
Mellor continues to fret at Angela to go to the teacher's office, despite that fact that we have just missed a lesson.
The trip across campus is uneventful. Well, except for the random explosions here and there over in the boxy, fragile-looking buildings. Soon enough, Angela/Mellor is in the front room of the block of offices where Tarot's office supposedly is.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Mellor, make a Perception, and then an Intelligence roll."
<<GAME>> Mellor rolls the d666 and gets 2 4 CHECK: 5.
<<GAME>> Mellor rolls the d666 and gets 2 6 CHECK: 6.
<<OOC>> arcangel tucks these values away.
The secretary is scribbling away at a notebook, and does not look up as Angela/Mellor wander into range of her desk.
Angela glances around the office uncertainly, as if trying to work out precisely why she is there, as the demon shifts its grip inside her mind. Then she opens her mouth, and closes it again. Finally say, "Uh.. excuse me?"
The secretary looks up and shoves her notebook to one side, closed. "Yes? Can I help you?" she chirps.
<<GAME>> Arcangel rolls the d666 and gets 5 6 CHECK: 1.
<<OOC>> arcangel chuckles.
<<OOC>> Tarot has a Bad Feeling.
Angela says nervously, "I was looking for Miss Di Ordo?" Her hands clutch and unclutch at her bag, as if without her being aware of it.
The secretary says, "She's in a class right now, but ought to be back in, um..." She looks at her watch. "About five to ten minutes. Would you like to wait here for her?"
Angela blanks, and stands there with her mouth slack momentarily.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "(This is why Shedim should not panic too openly)"
The secretary smiles in a friendly, helpful way.
You paged Mellor with 'There is something... familiar... about this person. Can't quite place it.'.
"I guess.." she says finally. Then blinks, eyes hardening. "I mean yes. I need to talk to her. I have something to say, and a request."
Angela stares hard at the secretary.
From afar, Mellor stares hard too then
The secretary continues to smile. "Okay. There's a seat over there -- I'm sure she'll be back really soon." She indicates a low couch, to one side of the room.
Long distance to Mellor: arcangel grins. "The first Per. roll failed... But there will be opportunity to try again..."
Mellor makes Angela continue to stare at the secretary for a moment longer, before relaxing its hold and telling her to sit down. She might as well take out the diary whilst she is waiting, and do something productive.
<<OOC>> Mallory watches for the double-take by Deborah.
The diary is fascenating reading. The author really is paranoid.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Frequent comments that he's sure someone's reading his diary, etc. That he's being watched. That he's in grave danger..."
<<OOC>> arcangel asks if Tarot would like to come back from class now? O:>
Tarot can be heard coming down the corridor, then entering the room. She raises one eyebrow to see Angela there.
The secretary has gone back to scribbling in her notebook.
<<OOC>> Mellor reads and admires. Hopes he had a gory execution. With lots of ichor. spurtig around the place. Those are its particular favourites.
You paged Tarot with 'BTW, Elysia would have dropped off the photos at some point the other day -- either to Tarot directly, or to the secretary.'.
Angela is sitting rather rigidly on a sofa, glancing through a dusty old book. She doesn't react instantly, but when she does, the book is instantly buried in her bag.
Tarot says "Good morning, Angela."
Tarot says "I have am envelope for you."
Angela says, tonelessly, "For me?"
From afar, Tarot believes it was a sealed envelope, so Tarot doesn't know what's in there either.
Long distance to Tarot: arcangel nods. Grins.
Angela is very unAngela-like this morning.
Tarot says "Well, for a certain person whom I believe you can contact. I am not aware what the contents are."
Tarot says "If you would come through to my room, please?"
Angela nods, stands obediently (if ungracefully) and hugs her bag tightly as she follows.
The secretary waves to Tarot, but scribbles away as they pass.
Tarot nods to the secretary as she opens the door to her own office, and leads Mellor inside.
Tarot walks over to her desk, and fishes out the envelope from the top drawer, offering it to Mellor.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Er, Angela, but hey, Tarot is fairly sure it's Mellor."
Mellor tells Angela sharply to sit down. It coils inside her head, around and around and around. Is this another trap?
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Angela is obediant to the decisive voice in her mind."
Mellor says, through Angela's lips, "Ms Di Ordo, before I consider this, may I ask a question?"
Tarot says "Certes."
Angela's face is a blank mask. She has never been so totally overwhelmed (or Mellor has never been so desperate that it over-rode the host so thoroughly). "How difficult is it to de-enroll unofficially from the college?"
Mellor urges the hand forward, picks up the envelope. Glances to it briefly. Waits.
Tarot says "Quite simple. One simply walks away. However, it generally damages Roles and other records."
Tarot says "I cannot comment upon the attitude of a Superior should one do so."
Tarot's tone is utterly neutral.
Mellor says "Roles?"
Tarot says "Ah, my apologies. I had forgotten that such things meant little to those of the Shedim."
Mellor says "I may do that then."
Tarot says "That is your decision."
Angela is stock still in her seat, unblinking.
Tarot says "However, if you truly wish to be free of all previous bindings and restraints, the ArchDean is often sympathetic to such appeals."
Mellor says "You're preaching heresy."
Mellor says "I mean. That was not what I meant."
Tarot's mouth quirks. "It is not heretical for me, because I am not a demon."
Mellor sighs softly.
Mellor says "They're all angels. I should have known that."
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Funny, that."
Tarot says, more gently, "If you wish to remain in the service of your Prince, and yet be posted elsewhere, I fear that I cannot help you there."
Mellor says "My wishes are none of your business. Why do people keep wanting to talk to me about that?"
Tarot says "A different ethical worldview."
Angela still does not blink, not show any facial expression. The voice is not uninflected though. It just isn't hers.
Tarot says "It is part of our ethical worldview to imagine being able to fulfil our wishes, and to assist others in fulfilling theirs.""
Mellor says "One that encompasses many of the same parameters. Stealing, breaking rules, superior firepower, rash assumptions, prejudgement."
Mellor's tone does not imply that it especially disapproves of any of those things. Maybe just a hint of a whine.
Tarot says "My compliments. You have a keener mind than I had thought."
You paged Mellor with 'admires Mellor's very keen mind.'.
Mellor says "I knew they lied. We were told that."
Tarot says "I am sure that you were."
Mellor says "I suppose it's pointless to ask if the college has any rules about theft and summoning superiors on campus?"
Mellor gets Angela's hands to open the envelope, glancing down. She might as well see whatever it is -- dobhtless everyone else has.
From afar, Mellor seems to remember having decent intelligence..?
You paged Mellor with 'Quite decent intelligence!'.
Inside the envelope... are a pair of photographs.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "My photographs?"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Yup."
Tarot says, equably, "Theft is generally disapproved of. Summoning is usually considered an over-reaction to the situation."
The voice trails, and Angela stares at the pictures.
You paged Tarot with 'Superiors aren't supposed to be smiting enemy celestials, either, on-campus. Against the rules.'.
Mellor says absently, "It was an over-reaction. I didn't do anything, and he could have killed me. Or anything."
Tarot says "Also, it is generally considered inappropriate for Superiors to appear and attack enemy celestials on campus -- it breaks the rules.""
Tarot says "Mm. Might I ask who this was, and who appeared?"
Mellor glances up, blankly again. Her hands clutch at the pictures, and unclutch.
Mellor says "Destiny, I think. The stairs changed, so that I couldn't get away. I thought I was going to have to kill the host."
<<OOC>> Tarot notes that she needs to idle quite soon for five minutes or so to get the dishes done. Should I wait a bit longer, or zip now and brb?
<<OOC>> Mellor can idle around if that suits.
<<OOC>> arcangel can idle down and grab some munchies.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Thanks. Brb."
<<OOC>> Mallory scritches Mellor, who's doing such a lovely job of panicking it's painful to watch.
<<OOC>> Mellor quivers.
<<OOC>> Mellor bets Mallory never panics ;)
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Not in the sense of 'oh Hell what do I do now I'm going to die aiee' and brainlock."
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Mostly because Mal's default 'panic' state is combat mode, which gives you something to do until you're dead."
<<OOC>> Mellor giggles
<<OOC>> Mallory says "The high 'Savoir Faire' also helps."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "What's Savoir Faire? :P)"
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Just what it says it is 'Knowing how to do'."
<<OOC>> Mallory says "It's the intangible 'coping with grace' skill that you get with, say, James Bond or Dorothy Parker."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "I may have negative amounts of it"
<<OOC>> Mallory says "No matter how badly the chips are down, or how odd or intimidating the situation, a character with a lot of Savoir Faire may not be useful, but will at least be halfway dignified and/or appropriate."
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Ripley had a fair amount of Savoir Faire (at least when they got down to the planet) in Aliens. Hudson had NONE."
<<OOC>> Mellor grins
<<OOC>> Mallory needs to watch Aliens, IC. Either he'll love it, or be deeply offended.
<<OOC>> Mallory hasn't quite decided which.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Why offended?"
<<OOC>> Mallory says "The Marines suffer from Lack of Tactics which gets them killed."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "(I need to watch The Exorcist ICly -- it'll give me ideas ;) )"
<<OOC>> Mellor says ".. And Psycho..."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "And maybe Scream"
<<OOC>> arcangel comes back. Mmm, cereal.
<<OOC>> Mallory says "How about 'Beautiful Creatures' or whatever the movie was where the two aussie girls fall in love with each other and kill one of their mothers."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "I haven;t seen that one. Sounds as though it has possibilities ;)"
<<OOC>> Mellor sighs. Actually it'd be Brazil I should watch
<<OOC>> Mallory grins.
<<OOC>> Mallory will probably wind up watching 'Patton'. Over and over and over again.
<<OOC>> arcangel wonders what Mellor would think of anime tentaclemovies.
<<OOC>> Tarot returns.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "I dunno. I've never seen any iRL."
<<OOC>> arcangel tsks. Poor Mellor. Such a shocking gap in the education.
<<OOC>> Mellor would probably wonder why the tentacles were bothered with the human girls.
<<OOC>> arcangel laughs!
<<OOC>> Tarot applauds.
<<OOC>> Tarot gives Mellor a copy of Hitchcock's _Rope_. Far more useful.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Hitchcock. :)"
Tarot nods, and makes a note. "Destiny. And can you tell me the name of the angel who summoned him?"
Mellor says "Elysia is the name she uses here. She shares a room with this one."
Angela indicates herself as if she were a stranger.
Mellor adds, with a whinier edge, "It doesn't matter. I went back to my heart and they sent me back."
Tarot nods, and makes another note. "I will speak to Elysia."
Mellor says "They're just going to keep sending me back. Where all the angels are."
Tarot says "If she has broken college rules, then she will be punished."
Angela stares at you over the desk, still unblinking.
Tarot tilts an eyebrow.
<<OOC>> Danny ponders the feasiblity of spanking a disobediant Ofanite of Destiny.
<<OOC>> Mellor wishes it had Corp/Motion. Then I could do levitation like a real possessing demon!
<<OOC>> Tarot giggles.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "I don't thikn there is a song for projectile vomiting though. Sadly."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "(Maybe Acid)"
<<OOC>> Tarot says "You can fake it if you work for Haagenti. ;)"
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Ugh."
<<OOC>> Tarot says "And you get to eat icecream!"
Tarot says "Did you attend my lecture earlier?"
Mellor says "Earlier today?"
Tarot nods.
Mellor says "No."
Tarot says "Very well."
Mellor says "Would you know if I had?"
Tarot reaches out and picks up a book from the stack on her desk, offering it. It's called _1984_, and it has the same author as that earlier splendid volume _Animal Farm_.
Mellor did think the other book was pretty splendid. An obvious allegory for Lucifer's glorious rebellion, although the ending was a bit dubious.
Tarot perhaps deliberately ignores Mellor's question. "I require an essay on the validity of establishing the artificial language "Newspeak" in your home country, and the expected problems. For my next lecture."
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Clearly Snowball represented Michael? :)"
Mellor gets Angela to grab the book, jerkily. "Same writer?" It asks. "I liked the other one."
Tarot says "Indeed, the same writer."
The book gets crammed into Angela's bag, on top of the diary.
Tarot says "Will there be anything else?"
Mellor hesitates, about to stand up.
Tarot waits patiently.
Mellor says "Can I ask who gave you this envelope?"
Tarot says "It was given to me by Elysia."
Tarot says "Possibly she felt she had no right to keep it."
Mellor feels this is unlikely.
Mellor freezes again, and Angela glances round in a paranoid manner, quite obviously.
Mellor says "It was mine. She didn't have to take it."
Tarot says "I will speak to her about it. Theft is against the campus rules."
Angela stands, so abruptly that her chair almost tilts over backwards.
Mellor says "Thank you. I don't believe your rules apply equally to angels as they would to me, but that is to be expected."
Tarot rises in turn, more smoothly.
Tarot says "You may believe as you wish. I hope that observation may convince you otherwise."
Mellor says "Observation already has."
Mellor gets Angela to offer her hand across the desk, woodenly.
Long distance to Tarot: arcangel idly wonders if Tarot is wearing gloves?
You paged Tarot with 'Fingerless ones?'.
Tarot pages: Just straight dark silk gloves, fingered.
Long distance to Tarot: arcangel grins.
From afar, Tarot laughs.
Tarot shakes her head slightly, not taking the hand.
You paged Mellor with 'Tarot is, Mellor might note, wearing straight, dark gloves.'.
Long distance to Mellor: arcangel grins.
Mellor pages: But it was worth a shot ;)
Mellor says "One other thing. I had to search the room. It was necessary. I don't think that the host should get into trouble for that, and I have more important things to do than tidy up."
Angela stands with her hand out for a few seconds and then lets it fall to her side.
Tarot says, blandly, "I trust that you did not remove anything from there?"
Mellor is, perhaps, less desperately panicked than when they entered. There's more of that old 'demonic arrogance'
Mellor says "Nothing at all."
Mellor says "I didn't find what I was looking for."
Tarot says "Very well, then."
Mellor gets Angela to swivel and leave.
Tarot inclines her head. "A good day to you."
Mellor says "And you."
Mellor lets Angela close the office door behind her before it relaxes its grip, leaving her shaking and slightly confused.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "How hard was Mellor looking at those pictures?"
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Hard enough to be sure they were the same ones."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "They are."
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Did Tarot see what the pictures were when Mellor opened the envelope?"
<<OOC>> Mellor was maybe slightly distracted through being over-tense.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Mellor, were you hiding them, or could Tarot have spotted them with a Perception roll?"
<<OOC>> Mallory grins.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Once I recognised them, I'd have tried to hide them. But she might have caught a glimpse as I opened the envelope, if she was looking?"
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Certainly I was looking. ;)"
<<GAME>> Tarot rolls the d666 and gets 3 6 CHECK: 4.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Not that I saw them. :P"
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Aww!"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "A flash of color."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Couldn't resolved what was actually on them."
<<OOC>> Mellor knows where it is going to hide them this time.
<<OOC>> arcangel sneaks the "d" out of that while no one's looking.
<<OOC>> Tarot grins.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "So, is Mellor heading out now?"
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Doubtless the secretary is still scribbling when Mellor strides past with the magnificent arrogance of a Shedite."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "OK, unless anything else comes up here. I'm going to get Angela to go chill out and then try to catch Mallory."
As Mellor passes back by the scribbling secretary, something... clicks. Those glasses she was wearing... The glasses on the Lilim in the photo... Man, they look alike.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "(Darn.)"
<<OOC>> arcangel dusts off that success-with-CD-6 on the Int roll a while back.
Mellor gets Angela to pause, smile nicely. Offers, "Thanks for your help... And I like your glasses, by the way..."
The secretary looks up, blinking and hastily closing her notebook. "Oh, thanks! And no problem. Anytime. Have a good day, I hope!"
Angela fiddles with her bag, trying to compare the picture with the secretary without making it obvious what she is doing.
The secretary looks curious at the bag-fiddling. Perhaps Mellor should have the host go outside first to pull out the picture?
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Nosy Lilim."
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Remember, if she need-reads you..."
<<OOC>> Tarot says "If she _is_ the Lilim..."
Mellor has a good long look at the secretary, trying to memorise the details of a human-style face. Then it urges Angela outside, to study the picture again in private.
<<OOC>> Mellor isn;t actually sure if it could read my needs, or just the hosts.
The secretary looks curious, but goes back to scribbling as Mellor/Angela leaves.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "I'm probably assuming I'm safe from most things in-host"
The picture is... Well, she's not green, and has no horns, but those glasses sure do look the same. And the hairstyle. And maybe the nose a little.
Mellor consults with Angela, who is better at face recognition.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "So, should I warn Tarot that she has a dangerous renegade in her office?"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Naahhhhhhhhh!"
Angela is thrown a little by the green skin and horns, but after she gets around to thinking "Sci-Fi Actress," she thinks it could be the same. Not quite, but make up can do stuff.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "The great Shedite Renegade Hunter has found a Renegade!"
Mellor also looks at the office door again, then at the picture. Woah... it could be a real renegade! Right here! Jude will be so pissed off when I tell him!!!
<<OOC>> Tarot giggles.
Mellor entertains mental bragging rights for a moment.
Mellor then has to consider what to do about it. How to terrorise it, like the renegade in the diary!
<<OOC>> arcangel grins. "Going to go track down Mallory now? Or should we close here and take up elsetime so that you can get some sleep?"
Angela's hands may be shaking slightly as she puts the photograph back in her bag. Possibly not with panic this time. Again, she glances at the office door. But that demon isn't likely to be going anywhere soon.
<<OOC>> Mallory won't be gametime around for another 2-3 hours, until evening.
Indeed, the demon appears to be employed. Could the Habbalite in the other picture be somewhere around as well?
<<OOC>> arcangel hugs Mal. Okay.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Which is easier? I can prolly be around for another 45 mins."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "If we don't have a Mallory..."
<<OOC>> Mallory says "You could just have Mellor GT read the diary or 1984, and skip to early evening. Ah, nothing like homework to chew up GT."
<<OOC>> arcangel nods. This is true!
<<OOC>> arcangel is okay either way, yah.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Fine by me. Is Jolie around?"
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Happy Mellor. Renegade spotted, and _two_ good books to read. ;)"
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Oh, you've got Mallory's *player* right now. It's just that GT Mallory is currently following Isabelle, then History, then Fencing, then Isabelle, then ransacking stuff, then he's free."
<<OOC>> Mellor nod to Mal and now understands what you mean
<<OOC>> arcangel gets GT and RT straight, nods. Jolie being an NPC, having the GM means having a Jolie.
<<OOC>> arcangel chuckles, regarding Jolie.
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Eh?"
Mellor pages: OK, my intention is to skim-read the diary quickly, and then get Jolie to keep the photos and diary for me. Or rather, I'll order her to guard them with her life, make sure no-one else sees them without my permission, and note that if she can spot either of the people in thepictures around campus, she should come and tell me and my masters will reward her for her diligence generously.
Long distance to Mellor: arcangel grins. "Okay. Note that Jolie was last seen at the Library (Mellor may not know this), and hasn't shown up for a previous appointment; there may be a few snags, depending."
From afar, Mellor has no clue where to find her. I'll start at Mallory's room. If she isn't there, I might have to give up
Mellor pages: Until later, at least
Long distance to Mellor: arcangel nods. Gotcha. "You can always pull up the carpet somewhere and tuck things there!
<<OOC>> Mallory says "In any case, as Mal GT is caught up with reading, he can be found noodling on his new guitar in his room, probably with the door open if there's not too much noise, in early evening. Feel free to lead in however you like."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Mellor can find a place to sit and read for quite some time, avoiding going back to Angela's room."
Mellor pages: Yep! Or keep stuff in Angela's bag at the mo.
<<OOC>> arcangel thought Mallory was heading down to go find Jolie?
<<OOC>> Mellor nods and will do that. Will eat chocolate ice-cream to calm down.
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Ah, point."
<<OOC>> Mellor reads diligently also. It discovers that books can be good. And it likes the happy ending in 1984
<<OOC>> arcangel thinks that, coincidence being what it is, Mallory may be getting to the ground floor about the time Angela walks in?
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Actually, finding The List got him distracted. So he's now noodling on a guitar, which is an acceptable if not-nearly-so-satisfying substitute to going to his private salle and practicing."
<<OOC>> arcangel is fine with guitar-noodling, too. Hee.
<<OOC>> Mellor considers writing Tarot an entire essay in NewSpeak
<<OOC>> Mallory adds that Mellor does not know where Jolie is (unless it's got the tracking thing), nor what Mallory's current (androgynous) vessel looks like, at least in concert with Jolie (the whole doctor thing was separate).
<<OOC>> arcangel admires Mellor.
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Unless I'm forgetting something, which is possible."
<<OOC>> Mellor even explains the difficult bits to Angela, generously
<<OOC>> arcangel says "But Mallory saw Angela-form, and they exchanged dorm room addresses?"
<<OOC>> Tarot grins at Mellor.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "But I DO know Mallory's name, because he told me (or at least he told me his room number), and the doctor knew his name also."
<<OOC>> arcangel nods!
<<OOC>> arcangel says "You got the room number from Mal in the Marches, and the name from the Doctor, IIRC?"
<<OOC>> Mellor assumes it can find some way to check who is supposed to be in which room, and maybe even photos of students?
<<OOC>> Mellor nods about the name and number. So all I need to do is ask at the porter's office for the name of the student in that room.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "In the Library and Main Building, there are computer terminals which can access names and room-numbers. Might take a Computer Ops roll to make them disgorge other stuff."
<<OOC>> Mallory will recognize Angela form, but doesn't recall getting Mellor's name (in concert with the Doctor), just 'That Shedite'. So actually, so long as Mellor doesn't bring up the doctor thing, Mal's got no problems with it. Her.
<<OOC>> arcangel nods. Mallory never got That Shedite Doctor's name.
<<OOC>> Mellor is mainly interested in names and room numbers. Will try to get moer details if it can though?
<<OOC>> Mellor is kind and stays in Angela host. I want Mallory to recognise me.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Roll 'em, Mellor. O:>"
<<GAME>> Mellor rolls the d666 and gets 5 3 CHECK: 2.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Mellor can make the computer terminal do a few tricks, and pulls up Mallory Bernlack's name, in conjunction with his room number. No photo, alas."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Can I remember that as being the name of the demon who got me shafted at the medical centre earlier?"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "With your Int, probably, yup. (Though _who_ was _about_ to get shafted... Well, anyway.)"
<<OOC>> Mellor giggles. (Prolly I don't want to know ;) )
<<OOC>> Mellor says "So now I know. Ah well, still I could hunt for this person."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Now that I know who I am looking for."
Mellor attempts to put images of Mallory into Angela's mind, since she is the human-recognition expert of the pair.
Angela thinks of Mallory's features and finds them interesting.
<<OOC>> arcangel nods. "He's in Monty Hall, the same dorm as Angela. On the 14th floor."
<<GAME>> Mallory rolls the d666 and gets 1 1 CHECK: 1.
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Ack."
<<OOC>> arcangel stares at Mallory.
<<OOC>> Mellor sniggers
<<OOC>> Mallory says "That was my practice guitar roll."
<<OOC>> Tarot giggles.
<<OOC>> arcangel covers her face.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "I'm glad it isn't just me"
<<OOC>> Mellor says "He does somethuing stupid with the amp and blows up the entire building?"
<<OOC>> Mallory says "This is *proof* that my vessel and equipment were tampered with, I tell you. Proof!"
<<OOC>> Tarot says "A Creationer shows up to give guitar tips?"
<<OOC>> arcangel tries to think of what horrible thing a 111 should do, with a guitar roll.
<<OOC>> arcangel pauses, smirks.
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Mallory produces beautiful music which strikes peace into the hearts of all?"
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Ugh! The horror!"
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Mallory plays C&W muzack"
Meanwhile, in his dorm-room, Mallory is fooling around with the guitar. It's going along, just fine, just fine... He's in the middle of the music, he's found this _theme_ that echoes in his head, almost like the theme his Heart sings for him when he's seen it, only it's got little frills, it could get bigger...
<<OOC>> arcangel sticks Mallory in a haze of Very Disturbing (when he snaps out of it) music until Mellor shows up.
Mallory sits in his room, feet up on the desk, perched on the chair, and playing Beautiful Music to himself...
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Mellor going to wander up to the 14th floor to find Mallory?"
Mellor suggests softly to Angela that she could smarten herself up, because this is Business. Thinks businesslike thoughts at her. It doesn't quite match the frilly dress or embroidered animals on her purse, though. Then it urges her up to the 14th floor, by elevator.
At the 14th floor, after Angela has smoothed her hair and frilly dress, the doors open. There is... music drifting through the hall. Students are sitting in open doors, eyes closed, obviously listening to the pleasing sounds that drift from one of the other rooms. Birds are perched on the sill of the window at the end of the hall, and there is a cat sprawled in one student's lap, eyes closed and blissing out.
It is a scene of peace and harmony, with the bewitching music threading through everything.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Can I kick the cat?"
<<OOC>> Tarot admires.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Strangely, the very thought seems... too much effort. Why bother going over and kicking the cat? It would be exertion, that could be better spent sitting down and listening to the music, though it's not nearly so nice as that which Mellor's Heart sang."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Angela has a vague feeling that it's not normal, but isn't much caring."
Angela looks around herself, and smiles as the pretty music floats around her. But all those people sitting around drowsily. Is that normal?
Angela smiles to herself, and thinks that sitting down would be a great idea. She just needs to find some room to sit and listen...
Mallory's door is open, and he can easily be seen inside, such a beautiful person playing beautiful music.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Am I affected as well?"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Make a Will roll, Mellor."
<<GAME>> Mellor rolls the d666 and gets 4 2 CHECK: 5.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "You can shake it off."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Thinking about your own Heartsong helps."
Mellor does reminisce about its own heart, which is the only thing that loves it! (Aside from its boss, and 'love' isn't the precise word that comes to mind there.) Its heart sang in Hell, and still sings, and if it concentrates, it can almost hear it. The heartsong to which these is a mere shadow and mockery...
Mellor grimly over-rides Angela's pathetic lassitude. Under the demon's influence, she stomps to the door of Mallory's room and goes inside, closing it behind her with a *SLAM*.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Mallory is woken from his haze of music, though his mind is still foggy."
Angela says, nose wrinkling with irritation, "What do you think you are doing?"
Mallory is jolted out of his playing, and looks around for a moment. "What? What... damn."
Mellor says "Quite."
Mallory says, rather distantly, "Playing music."
Angela is cute, in a blonde, frilly sort of way.
You paged Mallory with 'Think disconnection, compacting slowly back into the vessel, from a place where perfection was so approachable. The musical equivalent of a perfect lunge.'.
Mallory adds, rather crossly, "Rather well, too, and who the Hell are you to come in and slam my..." he looks up, eyes glaring, "Ah."
Mellor adds a faint tilt of sarcasm to Angela's giggle.
Mellor says "There was some odd notion of being subtle. Maybe you missed that one."
<<GAME>> Mallory rolls the d666 and gets 2 6 CHECK: 6.
<<OOC>> Mallory says "I believe that makes my Savoir Faire roll, does it not?"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Quite."
Mellor finally lets Angela give in to the urge to sit down, and she plonks herself on the end of the bed, swinging a foot.
Angela isn't sure whether to be jealous of Mallory or not.
Mallory chuckles softly, covering his confusion. "Alas, sweet lady, the Music seems to dictate its own courses."
You paged Mallory with 'The threads of the melody are still playing in the back of Mallory's mind. Distracting, and yet... Very nice, sweet.'.
Mellor's voice is reflective, "I've never heard anyone try that as an excuse before."
Mallory taps the guitar. "A new gift, part of my issued equipment, and something of a Relic, I should imagine. I'm still getting used to it."
Mellor absently informs Angela that Mallory is, in face, male, to stop her idiot wonderings about it. It then instantly regrets having done so.
Mallory says "If there's a difficulty, do please speak to the quartermaster. I'd be curious to find out what it says."
Angela looks sideways at Mallory, and smiles a bit.
Mallory smiles back at Angela with a knowing, even reassuring smile.
You paged Mallory with 'BTW, when Mellor said, "I've never heard anyone try that as an excuse before," Mallory had a strange sense that this was _true_. That he _knew_ it, as well as he knew his own Heart, and that it was real.'.
Mallory sets the guitar down, turns off the amplification equipment, and cases the whole thing, snapping the lid, and the subject, shut with authority.
Long distance to Mallory: arcangel figures that the oddness of this will sink in, in a few momens.
Mellor mentally girds its loins, and pushes the words out. "Mallory Bernlack, the entire floor of this hostel was filled with humans, and animals, in an unnatural state of torpor whilst the music played. Please try to restrain yourself in future, unless you are sure you are out of range of humans?"
Angela smiles more, glancing at Mallory through lowered lashes as she obediently repeats the words.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "I think this is known as 'giving mixed signals'"
<<OOC>> Tarot giggles.
Mallory asks, quite reasonably, "Can you honestly say, given the rest of the oddness about this place, that my small strummings will be either noticed or overremarked upon?"
<<OOC>> arcangel | Eli shows up at Mallory's dorm room...
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Nononononono."
Mallory says "I rather doubt anyone will remember much past their next trip on that accursed elevator."
Mellor says "Now I have heard that used as an excuse. It wasn't considered a good one."
Long distance to Mellor: arcangel asks if it's heard that used as an excuse before, or just bluffing?
Mellor pages: Uh, dunno. I've probably heard 'But X did it!' as an excuse. I doubt I know anyone whose been involved with anywhere quite this weird before though
Long distance to Mellor: arcangel grins. Thanks,
You paged Mallory with 'Fading, with the echo of the music, Mallory can sense that Mellor is quibbling slightly -- not those _exact_ words, but similiar ones, it has heard.'.
Angela chews on her lower lip demurely. "I just think it would be good if it didn't happen again, you know?"
Long distance to Mellor: arcangel proceeds to give Mallory something to gibber about soon.
Mellor pages: Seraph resonance? :) Should I slip in some lies?
You paged Mellor with 'Not necessary. And it's fading.'.
Mallory shrugs eloquently. "I'll need more practice on the instrument if I'm to learn how to control it. It was issued along with the vessel and," he motions around, "the rest of it. Presumably I'm supposed to master it as part of my Role."
Mallory says "One will, of course, exercise due caution, sweet lady."
Angela smiles happily. Evidently, that was the RIGHT answer.
You paged Mellor with 'Actually, if you want to slip in a lie soon (if it works out well), feel free. Just tell me when...'.
<<OOC>> Tarot explains about bromide to Mellor.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "I NEED bromide! How much is a killing dose?"
Angela shifts position, moving her shoulders unconsciously to stick out her chest a bit more. The smile lingers.
Mellor says "I'm sorry to barge in and disturb you like this,"
Mellor pages: That's a total lie. I'm not sorry at all.
Mallory says "Oh that's quite all right. It's good to see you again, and you're looking very well. The dress is particularly flattering."
You paged Mallory with 'That, Mallory realizes with an utter certainty, is a LIE that shatters his hold on the faint threads of melody in his mind. His next words are out of his mouth as this sinks in.'.
Angela giggles. "What, this old things?"
You paged Mallory with 'Feel free to realize that knowing for utter certain when someone's been telling the truth and lying is a rather unBalseraphic thing to KNOW.'.
Mallory pronounces, with authority, "True Fashion is of course timeless."
Angela has almost as much of a clue about True Fashion as she did about 1984 before Mellor kindly explained it to her.
Mallory says this with an almost disconnected dignity. A bromide indeed. He's looking a bit glassy around the edges.
Mellor says "Are you feeling alright? You seem .. oddly detatched."
Mellor adds, "I'd like to think I could hold your full attention."
You paged Mallory with 'The words are only words. The lie shattered the melody. It's gone.'.
Mallory says "The last few days have been, admittedly, trying, sweet Lady. The world is...much changed from how I found it. I apologize if I seem distracted. It's not due to your lack of charm or beauty, only my poor attempts to cope with all the distractions of these modern times."
Angela nods about the last few days being trying.
Mellor reflects, "It isn't easy here, from what I've seen. We're heavily beleaguered."
Angela sneaks another smile at Mallory, admiring him,
Mallory deliberately refocuses himself, and adds, "May I help you in any way? Our last encounter was quite productive, and if I might lend some slight assistance..." He trails off.
Mallory smiles back at Angela, playing as much, if not more, to the Ingenue as to the Gamester.
Mellor says "I remember the Marches. Is the ethereal still around? Is it serving satisfactorily?"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Angela is at the swooning state, practically. Only Mellor's iron will keeps her from doing something... odd."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Oh, right, the ethereal."
Mellor mentally assigns all of its spare effort to controlling its unruly host, and also starts to sound vaguely distracted.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Mallory now remembers that _technically_ Jolie was supposed to meet him at the fencing class."
Angela giggles cutely, again shifting her weight. There is almost the beginning of a blush in her cheeks.
<<OOC>> Mallory did, but only if her work schedule did not conflict. Something he should really check on except he got rather distracted there.
Mallory says "Ah, 'it' has been more than adequate. It has agreed to a role appropriate to the University, and will be taking care of feeding and housing itself. I anticipate it being entirely satisfactory."
Mallory has, for some reason, a bed stacked full of 'Victoria's Secret' bags, unless Jolie came by during the afternoon to move them down to her room.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Nope."
Angela's mouth utters the words, "So you trust it that far then?"
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Does 'Victoria's Secret' mean anything to me?"
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Angela seems to think the bags are, for some reason, naughty."
Mallory smiles. "I trust it to realize its position vis a vis your Organization. It would be a fool to run away, wouldn't you agree?"
Mellor says simply, "If it does whilst in your care, then we will hold you responsible."
Mallory says "I would expect no less."
Angela grins at you more widely. Then blushes more.
Mallory tracks Angela's gaze, and then smiles. "Ah. A gift for a lady friend. Purely platonic, I assure you. She has a liking for the finer things in life."
Mallory says "As you do, no doubt."
Mellor pauses, confused by this. It has to stop and interrogate Angela for context.
Mallory gives Angela another warm smile.
Angela ignores the voice in her head and nibbles her lip again, basking.
Angela says shyly, "They do some nice things."
Mellor bangs its head against the brick wall of Angela's hormones.
<<OOC>> arcangel snickers.
Mallory says "I was pleased with what portion of their offerings I saw. Obviously, certain things fit are more beautiful on certain women..."
Mallory smiles at Angela, a glint in his eye indicating that no doubt many things would look beautiful on her. Perhaps a nice babydoll...
Angela giggles again, nervously. She is evidently lost for words.
Mallory finds the repartee and flirting comfortable, almost reassuring, and his own distraction has almost completely faded as Angela's (and Mellor's) grows.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "(I@m assuming she doesn;t normally sit around in the bedrooms of gorgeous guys who talk abtou underwear.)"
<<OOC>> Mellor says "(Except in her dreams)"
Mellor presses on grimly, 'come on, just say the words. just say them...'
Mellor tries another tack, 'come on, just finish this part off, then maybe you can kiss him...'
Mellor lowers itself to supplying suitable mental images.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Ick! I feel like some kind of grimy lust demon."
<<OOC>> Mallory isn't lustful. Merely conscious of human desire and emotion. Such a lovely way to manipulate.
<<OOC>> Tarot laughs.
Angela smiles again, her voice less confident. But she does repeat, "There was just one other thing, Mallory. Unless there are any aspects of the War of which I should be aware?"
Mallory says "Ah, of course. Do go ahead."
<<OOC>> Mallory would divulge the interests of The War to the Game maybe under Direct Orders of a Superior, if he were fairly sure they weren't forged, but that's a different issue.
Angela fumbles in her bag, to find the photographs. She looks at them for a moment, then licks her lips. "I.. ah.. I'm expecting that my Prince will be expecting a report within the next week or two. As you know, his mercy is renowned, but it would please me to please him with a report of consequence."
Mallory says "Ah... if I might?"
Mallory holds out a hand.
<<OOC>> Mellor says "That was just me simply saying 'My Prince has said that we serve allied Words. Therefore, do you need my help with anything (read: so that I can fidn otu what you are up to)""
Angela holds on to her photos, giggling coyly.
Mellor says ".. and.. it would be a shame if the only thing I could think of was that you'd been impersonating one of us... I thought. Since we'd been getting on so well..."
Mellor gets Angela to give Mallory her brightest smile. She blushes a bit more.
Mallory mmms. "Impersonating is such a loaded word. I prefer to think of it as temporary and informal attachment to an allied force, under the auspices of a member of that force. It seemed to get both of us better results."
Mellor says "Oh, that's a much nicer way of putting it. I'm sure my prince will agree."
Mellor giggles more, finding this funny,
Mallory touches Angela's hand, just with her fingertips. A light caress. "One can but hope so."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "bastard"
<<OOC>> Mallory says "His fingertips, thank you. Not completely gender shot yet."
<<OOC>> Tarot giggles.
Mallory says "If I might see the photographs, I'll be happy to lend an eye."
Mallory coaxes gently, to convince Angela to release them into his hand.
Angela's hand curls around his fingers slightly, and her blush deepens. Whatever she was about to say, she simply stops and looks at Mallory sideways, a mixture of confused and attracted.
Angela gives up her photos, despite shedite fretting.
Mellor curses internally.
Mallory smiles winningly at Angela, and looks at the photos with one hand, leaving the other curled slightly with Angela's fingers.
<<GAME>> Mallory rolls the d666 and gets 2 5 CHECK: 3.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Mallory, IQ roll at the photos."
<<OOC>> arcangel grins.
Mellor hisses the words out softly, "One of these is a dangerous renegade who I have already spotted. Ms Di Ordo's secretary. It is Lilim so be careful of accepting favours. I need to find the other."
<<OOC>> arcangel consults the sheet.
<<OOC>> Tarot crosses her fingers.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Alas, Mallory's Int fails minorly. The pictures are just a Habbalite and a Lilim."
<<OOC>> Tarot says "Though is the Habbalite the same one as in his own picture?"
<<OOC>> arcangel tests to see if Eudora will crash again.
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Hard to tell. The one in his picture had pink hair."
<<OOC>> Mallory says "Right. Do the habbies match."
Mellor adds, tautly (through trying to simultaneously control its host), "And really, I'd prefer not to have to report on... an ally..."
Angela's breathing is more shallow.
Mallory says "Together we drove off a Seraph, returned an Imp that might have been captured, and coaxed a useful servant out of Nightmares and into the service of the game. Really, I'm rather hoping I might be reported. It's one of the better ways to get recognition and promotion, you know. And such things always sound better coming from an allied organization than from one's own reports. The latter tend to sound self-serving."
Mallory squeezes Angela's hand. "Wouldn't you agree?"
<<OOC>> Mallory says "I just need to know if the Habbies match. Tis all."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Are you going to pull out the other Habbie-pic and look?"
Mallory says "One presumes there are ways to copy these pictures. You've obviously spotted the first, and I'll keep well aware of her, but if I might procure a copy of the second? The better to help with your investigation, of course."
Angela breathes the word, "Yes."
<<OOC>> Mallory says "That'd be a 'no'."
<<OOC>> Mellor says "I guess you aren't sure."
<<OOC>> arcangel says "Your Int roll was sufficiently "off" that, considering the not-very-well-painted version you have -- you'd have to compare them side by side."
<<OOC>> Mallory doesn't want to bring out his copy in front of the Gamester. If he can get a copy first...
<<OOC>> Mallory says "What is my INT? 5? 6?"
<<OOC>> arcangel grins. Color copies, sure, there's probably a color copier around...
<<OOC>> arcangel says "6"
<<OOC>> Mallory says "So close..."
<<OOC>> Mellor looks superior ;) (Not that you can tell)
<<OOC>> arcangel grins sadistically.
Angela nods, and sidles closer. "I'll get a copy," she whispers. "Or we could go and do that... now..."
Mallory smiles. "Why not. Let me just lock up here, and we'll go get a copy. Then perhaps you might like a mocha, or perhaps dessert, if you've already had dinner."
Angela makes big eyes at Mallory and does not seem inclined to turn down any suggestion that involves spending more time with him.
Mellor is roiling around in the back of her mind, remembering how much it hates balseraphs.
<<OOC>> arcangel snickers!
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Shall I assume we do this, and then I leave or something? (I'm going to have to go before I crash)"
Mallory stands, and would offer Angela his hand except she's already got it, and then escorts her out the door. He turns to lock it, then off to the copy shop, and afterwards, dessert. His treat.
<<OOC>> arcangel can end off here, and see if the pair of you want to go into detail on Monday or something?
<<OOC>> Mellor says "Or did you want to go for the full seduction (blech)"
<<OOC>> arcangel laughs.
<<OOC>> Tarot grins.
<<OOC>> Mallory says "No, not the full seduction. Seducing girls on the first date, particularly with Shedim attached, is such a poor idea."
<<OOC>> Mellor is still icked at corporeal things.. other than ice-cream. And she was so weird.
<<OOC>> arcangel ends here, then?
<<OOC>> Mellor says "So, 3 guesses what the dessert was ;) Sure, end here is fine!"
<<Scene Stop>>
Tarot laughs.
Mellor hugs aa ;)
arcangel hugs Mallory and Melor and Tarot.
Tarot says "Poor Deborah."
Tarot hugs arcangel.
arcangel snickers.
Mellor says "Can't really do much whilst she is on campus."