[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
>
> > "Hey, Mr Zen!" she growls. "This ain't no three-legged race here. Little
> > help?"
>
> The Monk hurries to help, lifting his orange robes and shuffling as quick as
> his sandals will allow. he directs them to one of the rice doors and a small
> room with a matt on the floor that passes for a bed. Softer, at least, that
> the concrete outside.
>
>
>
> 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.
>
>
> Aroused by the performance, the Node takes notice.
>
> 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 wherever Jack is laid, feeling herself become one
>
> with the beat, with the node, and with the Umbra...
>
>
> The lanterns flare a little brighter and begin to swing gently in a breeze
> that sets several sets of wind chimes off in unison. In the pond small
> ripples appear, unseen by anyone, and spread slowly across the surface while
> Aurora feels the ground beneath her feet start to hum gently.
>
> 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 sporadically, 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, Arête 3))
>
> The first things attracted by the dance were elementals. Small balls of fire
> that look almost like wheels. As the gauntlet lowered, grew so thin that
> even the Vampire could catch glimpses through it, the wheels rolled in. They
> whirled and spun around Aurora and the crackle of their flames seemed to
> match her tune.
>
> Mara felt the Beast cower, the urge to be elsewhere rose slowly but not to
> the state where it was impossible to deny.
>
> As the Wheels of fire came closer they eventually noticed jack. Aurora could
> tell the exact moment they did so because as soon as they did, they were
> off. A rush of flames and they sped away.
>
> Other englings and gafflings followed suite. A Rat spirit and a blue jay,
> some electricity sparks and an avatar of the sacred sound Ohm. They drifted
> or gambolled in and took a look about. But then, upon seeing Jack, they
> scampered off.
>
> Aurora heard a whisper at thee edge of her senses. the whispers of the
> cracks between.Whispers that none of the Spirits that usually frequented the
> Temple were going to help out willingly. Not this creature, it was too odd,
> too offensive tot hem in its new state of being.

Aurora continues dancing for a moment longer as tribute, changing the
tune to one of simply hailing the spirits for being willing to at
least come and visit her, appreciating their presence and support, the
knowledge of their Being gives her strength.  She doesn't say it, but
merely emenates it with her feelings, her thoughts, the rythm of the
tune.

When she stops she pants, looking to Jack and Christine, "I'm sorry.
At the moment there's no reason to help him...  Christine, we need to
know his purpose... is he tied to the temple?  If we can, then they
may be able to help... but until then, there's nothing they can do."

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