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

[FlameFlash]

> Aurora, Christine, Jack, Mara, Mitsuko
> A Gathering of Supernaturals
> Temple of the Five Dragons
>
> Mara, of course, doubts she will be able to get much closer. The Temple
> simply didn't want her sort to approach. But she tries anyway.
>
> And is surprised to find that the pain is no longer forthcoming. Like a
> switch turned off, the Temples aversion to her presence no longer exists.
> Perhaps there's something to that 'being invited in' after all.
>
> As Mara and Christine begin to carry Jack in Aurora ponders how she
> can help, there must be something that she can do!  She racks her
> brain, considering, "Mitsuko, when we get inside, may I attempt
> something?  I think I have an idea..."
>
> As she waits for a response she begins to hum to herself, trying to
> compose a tune.
>
> The Oriental girl turns and smiles.
>
> "I think that would be swell!"
>
> Inside the Temple a pair of monks have gathered. Perhaps they'd been
> watching through windows or heard the commotion. The interior has a distinct
> lack of chairs or sofas, and the best place to rest is on the floor or on a
> cushion in the Tea room to one side. Spartan existence seems to be the order
> of the day here.
>
>
> Christine is relieved to find that Mara barely hesitates as she crosses the
> temple threshold. She tries to angle a glance at her former domitor on
> Jack's scrawny other side to check that she's okay but that is a bridge too
> far given her current supportive role.
>
> "Sorry!" she mutters as Jack winces. Christine does, however, catch the eye
> of a monk as they stagger inside and manages to fix him with a suitably
> dirty look.
>
> "Hey, Mr Zen!" she growls. "This ain't no three-legged race here. Little
> help?"

As they settle Jack in, Aurora begins to sense the physical node's
safer magical presence, and it's that presence that she taps into as
she begins to sing and dance a little louder.

The song that floated to her mind was some 'big band' tune she didn't
even know the name of, perhaps the dress she was wearing was partially
responsible.  Drawing first on the node ((Intel+Meditation 4. Prime
2)) her eyes shift again, to a light blue as she begins to dance with
the energy, around whereever Jack is laid, feeling herself become one
with the beat, with the node, and with the Umbra...

Using, now, a gentle, soothing spirit call, powered by the node, she
sings into the Umbra, calling for any gentle, good-willed spirits
anywhere near Gotham or beyond who would be willing to help heal a man
in need, tapping into her light understanding of Life to better focus
the call to a spirit that could actually help.  She offers a part of
herself, a part of the node, as she dances sparadicolly, hearing in
her head the entire song while only being able to sing wordlessly
along with whatever is the key instrument at the time((Intel+Cosmology
5. Spirit 3, Life 1, Prime 2, Arete 3))

As she sings and dances all she can do is wait and hope that she has
enough energy to last long enough to be noticed or for another route
to present itself to help the man.  ((Stamina+Athletics 4, Willpower
7))

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