#ccsemberclub

"You are ready for this. You know it's the right thing to do. There is -supposed- to be a failsafe, a check, on the power of these Namers. Clearly it failed, and failed your son. Your -son,- the one another Sidhe put on you and then disappeared for, who failed to care for you AND your boy." he speaks low but firm.

"You're going to stop them, make them think twice, about thier power and how they use it. You will protect others from the same failures. You know they have earned the fate that awaits them."

"And after, you'll return home to your husband and remaining child without repercussions. They will take nothing more from you."

Her eyes begin to light up at his words

"In fact.... by exposing the Leanhuan he's in bed with, you'll save the lives and Dreams of mortals, and hold her responsible as well. You'll destroy his safe space and possibly even expose further sins on his part. You have that power, and you -must- use it. Do you understand?"

"I do," Her lips part and she eyes Jack hungrily "I won't... let you down"

"It would be best if you do not." he cofirms "It would not be only me that you fail. There are many others relying on you."

A wistful look and she mutters something, then nods "Alright. I'll make sure he gets the drink he needs. Who's this girl who has an in?"

Jack describes her ".... but you should get at least a look at her to know her appearance and manerisms better."

"And.... I have another twist for you to throw in his path."

"oh?" A pause "Go on"

She looks more intrigued than anything

Jack gives her the Leanhuan's props. "Place these in his other lover's quarters when you wear her face."

"Make sure they are findable, not hidden."

(So the idea is Leanhuan's stuff in the satyr's quarters and vice versa.)

"There will be another disturbance made when you serve him his drink. It will help to provide you cover to depart."

"Clever" she husks , her voice a bit deeper, intrigued "Thank you for helping me provide a way out. I was worried I was just a pawn to be sacrificed."

"I don't believe in sacrificing useful operatives." he rumbles.

"I'm very useful to.... strong people" She assures, then gahtering her things then "How much am I allowed to improvise?"

"As much as you need to. You're playing a role; it will be his lover that doses him, not you."

"So.. nothing counts when it's not in my own form," Devilish amusement "Good to know. I guess form shapes function"

"It can." he takes a lingering look at her own form.

"Yes, handy that"

"-Now-." he cups her cheek "Are you ready to get dirty?"

Brenda twists her head, and suckles at his finger tips, a bunk perhaps, as she shifts form, not to Ginger yet, but not Brenda either...

No, this is a satyress form he's never seen before, lovely, bit younger than Brenda, more petite horns

He watches intently. "Very nice."

"Better not call me Brenda on the job..." She thinks "No matter what form I wear, what would.. you call me?" She has pulled back, as if she can't believe she did that, but then, she's not really brenda in THIS form either

"No.... Brenda is not a name for you now. Hm. Morgan?" he tests it. "For the Morrigan."

"Morgan? Why not..." A smile "Goddess of war and death, not to be triffled with. I hope she lends me something. I best get to work, Jack. I'll talk to this redcap you say I should meet"

"I'll walk with you."

And they walk..

Morgan seems be a fine mask for Brenda, she's slid into the role easily.

Jaack stays close, protectively.

And soon, she's spying on Ginger.. not letting Ginger see her, yet, but getting to study her.

EBG allows himself to take on more of his "Frank" mannerisms, and keeps a low profile.

The events unfold well... after spying on Ginger from stealth, Morgan engages in social interaction with her... buys her a drink and talks shop... memorizing mannerisms and hwo the voice sounds

That new troll isn't ever too far away, but there doens't -seem- to be a connection between him and Morgan. At least, not if he can help it.

Just a man...

and some lady over there

But EBG/Jack observes and notices that 'Morgan' is devious, and thinking through what she'll need to gather. Between her and Raze, he may have found two find agents

He observes as no troll ever could; no troll can assess social relationships and bonds the way he can.

What surprises him, or perhaps it doesn't? Morgan enjoys this, being the skulk, being the right hand...being the catspaw, as long as that paw is treated with respecct and affection.

She's not unique in his experience in this, but it's always good to know what motivates people.

Jack knows he should not try to stick around and watch the chaos, but OH it is so tempting....

He compromises... finding a distance, and using his troll err boggan gifts to wait for the gossip, he SHOULD just leave the area... but... well

What is life without a -little- risk....

(Perception plus Empathy roll please)

((spitballing....))

/roll 5