#ccsemberclub

With Hugh escorting May Maude to New Orleans....

The two heroes changelings get to work spying.

Mundane methods do work, but only as a starting point.

The mundane methods , a bribe to a employee as one part, indicates that 'this rich guy' seems to be a 'star maker'...confirming May's take

"I suspect our next effort should include Soothsay and the like." He says to CC when they are alone.

"I suppose so, a bit too soon to try to sneak in personally" She says to him.

"Most certainly."

"Now, you want to try or shall I?"

"You know, the kids these days try combining thier efforts. And, we have a Balefire to help..."

"Won't that risk a traceback If he's really good?"

"Hmph." Disgruntled. "Perhaps. Very well then, it will be my job."

"Oh baby, were you hoping for tantric tangos?"

He chuckles, delighted. "Perhaps after, to celebrate." He kisses her on that, a promise.

She enjoys "Okay, I can feed you a bit of glamour while you work"

"No, no no...." he admonishes "I don't want you to be traceable. What cantrip would be best? Tattletale? Could be difficult, we don't know the elf at all well...."

"If I might? Why not send a delivery, untracable, and tattletale the deliveryman"

"Ooo! Can it be ticking?"

She smiles "You know what I meaan, he opens the door, you scry closer"

He purses his lips, thinking. "I would rather get a truely up-close look. Perhaps with your Metamorphosis?"

"Now you want to be risking yourself using my magic?" Hoof tap

"Well, I could Veil myself. My concern is that the door will be warded and I will be revealed....."

"mm I want to say 'maybe I should go' but I did say I'd follow your lead. Okay okay, what form do you want to wear?"

"Hm. Something nondescript, I think." Says the nondescript boggan.

"As mortal as you can make me."

"mm hiding glamour can be tricky.." She frowns "But I think I can do it. Male or female?"

"Male." Dry "I don't wish to engage his interest -too- much."

"You're assuming a lot about his interests I think" A wink "But okay..."

She runs fingers over him, starting with the scalp, humming the barber of seville

He closes his eye, enjoying the touch.

And hair begins to sprout and form

Nothing too long, mullets are out, but a touch on the shaggy side

He feels his joints pop and shift as he gets a bit taller

A soft grunt.

"Don't worry, I wont' make you too pretty.." SHe continues to hum and his clothes shift too... the voile repressed, but why would a mortal need voile?

And then, it seems done. He looks down at his sneakers and jeans. Realizes just by his hands that he's 'younger looking'

An amused expression as he examines his hands, and then turns to the mirror.

And there he looks... like a Gen z 20 year old, a small touch of lingering acne that's on the fade, but just a bit.. a nose a bit too large, Average height but looks a bit on the tall side thanks to lankiness. Shaggy brown hair, eyes kind of a brown green

In a polo shirt

He chuckles and turns to Callidora, amused. And with two eyes.

"What do you think? Easily overlooked delivery boy?"

"Excellent work, Dearest." He listens to his voice, checking.

yup... youthful

"Next week, I make you look like Chris Evans in a speedo"

"I already look like Chris Evans in a speedo." Mock-insult.

A grin "Of course dear, that's why I can't keep my hands off your chest"

"Mmmm....." He considers. "I wonder what I might deliver that would allow me entry, rather than stopped at the door. Perhaps a handcart worth of ..... alcohol?"

"Sounds ideal, fine wine is often considered more pretentious, even if he's not an afficiendo himself, for 'talent hunts' the term 'wine and dine' still has merit. Just make sure it's not one we're too associated with ourselves"

"Oh, of course, yes. Hm." He collects up a clipboard and a few moments at a computer gives him a reasonable-looking invoice. "I'll purchase the wine from a few different locations, and a handcart at the hardware store. How long will your work last?"

"I'd say 6 hours. Enough time?"

"I will make it so." He gathers up some dross.