[Sodium_noir] Hell is Other People

[Spikey]

Dr. Lazarus, 'Sandra Scoland', Mitsuko, Aurora
Mage, Bastet, Avatar, Mage
Lady Sinclaire's Mansion

Jack
Sinclair mansion
Midnight

"Fuck."  Jack mumbles, cigarette hanging between his
lips, and swirls the ice cubes around his empty glass.
 Mara was occupied with her companions, intent on
continuing what appeared to be a serious conversation.
 Best not to disturb her.  As grateful to her as he
was for saving his skin, Mara could be talking to a
few of her fellow leeches and, to be honest, the
undead made Jack nervous.

He wandered into the depths of the crowd, this time
searching for anything of a nature akin to his own. 
Mitsuko had made a trio of the ladies' party this
evening and, if he couldn't find Aurora, he could
certainly try to suss out the location of a fellow
spirit (perception 4, enigmas 2).

Unfortunately the place seemed to be devoid of anything friendly. The things in the walls ignored him. Set on thier predesigned duty to Mother Weaver. The Spirits of the people were the small things of the flesh born, or the cold dead things that fed from them. The only really bright spot cam from behind him, and it was so bright and kalediascopic that he decided to give it wide bearth. The trio in the hallway were too wholesome and they hurt his eyes.

As he made his way through the house he ehard music. Strings and such. With no better place to go he headed towards them. 

There was a room, with more humans. A Quartet playing sounds that reminded him of something he couldn't quit fix. A Place with a lake of silver and the ries of the wounded.

Then he caught the sight of a fellow Spirit in Flesh. Several in fact. A group just as bright as the previous one but more welcoming. he recognised several of them immediatly. Aurora and Mitsuko stood talking to an atrcative woman and a man in a wheelchair.

> "Oh no, but I've visted several times." A look passed between her and the
> Proffesor. "But we meet at the Temple in China town mostly. We're both
> friends of the monks there."

Aurora appreciated the change in subject, "Through the temple too.
Just wandered into Gotham recently, actually.  I was lucky enough to
meet the right people at the right time..."

She appreciated the small talk, but she also still looked slightly
jittery, a cat caught in the corner of a room full of bulldogs,
wondering if they were friendly or not.

"JAAAACCKK!" Mitsuko suddenly squeeled. Doing little for Aurora's already freyed nerves.

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