[Sodium_noir] Saturday Evening - En route to the Sinclair Party

[Spikey]

Jack, Aurora, Christine, Mara, Mitsuko
Temple of the Five Dragons

Mitsuko felt it, connected as she was with the temple. A Little give and a little take. A flare in Aurora's soul as the Avatar she carried remembered a little more of its old powers. A chime of the Spheres as the Node thrummed the tapestry and plucked at the Mage's mind. For those who were looking at her rather than the strenuous healing, it seemed as though her eyes glowed. 

Mara felt it. She wasn't sure what she felt but her finely tuned senses and Vampiric instincts were aware of something. Perhaps the stress this young red-haired mortal was putting on her body. Or the way everyone held their breath in anticipation.

Shang Mio felt it. Having spend all his life serving as an acolyte for the Awakened he was attuned to such energies. The briefest and subtlest of sensations, not even worthy of being called a power. But he felt it.

Christine felt it. Like air rushing in to a vacuum. Like a Destiny slowly being built where there had been none before. Strands and threads being woven that might at some future point be recognised as a fate. The Spirit world around her sparked and crackled with energy, reacting to Aurora's influence. For a brief moment Christine felt a positive vibe from beyond. The sort of warmth one felt from parents watching their child on stage.

Jack felt it. Nausea at first, and a rise in temperature. Strange and still not entirely familiar, the sensations from his body were overwhelming for a time. But then, on some deeper level, he felt the change. The wounds, his sacrifice for power, they did not heal. But neither were they poisoned now. The flesh was ravaged and scarred, but the sickness was burned away. All that remained now was the puss of dead blood cells. 

Unfortunately for him, in an hour or two he'd need the toilet. Aurora's skill could not yet differentiate between the various strains of bacteria in his body. Killing much of the friendly parasites in his gut would interfere with the digestion of his next few meals and cause diarrhoea but little more.

The Rote succeeds. 

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