#fenixtj

"Mm-hm."

"...exactly and that's why..." more details

"...would fix everything IF she'd listen"

"Mm." she nods.

"But you can lead a cousin to water, but you can't make her think" The tacos ARE Delicious

"Woudl you like more tacos?" She asks

"May I have a moment before I answer?" politely "They are delicious but I might eat too many if I am not careful."

Such flattery pleases Maria "Of course. But let me refill your drink at least"

"Thank you." it's agua fresca.

Maria does so "How was Christmas with your own familia?"

((Jess would have been at Fenix and Renaissance for Yule....))

(True, but for the 25th itself , after Yule?)

((Depends on Renaissance traditions; should Jess be there?))

(Christmas is more for mortal holiday I think)

"Good. Lots of traditional stuff. We're not big on lots of presents but... you know. Handmade and heartfelt.

"Handmade has more love"

"That's what we always said at Rivervale."

"Then clearly there are TWO Places with wisdom"

"Hopefully more." she says, and stands "Turns out I'm full, Maria, thank you so much."

"De Nada. Oh, thank you again for the gifts, my neice loved it"

"Glad to hear it." Jess heads out; patrol, or something, must need doing.

Patrol is.. well, uneventful seems too bland a phrase. She meets towns folk, people wave to her... but safe? yes. safe

Safe. Reasonably happy. Productive. That's beneficial to the common and greater good. Her duty fullfilled!

Of course, it's a moving target, but....

She sees Luis is helping someone paint their roof

A nod, acknowledging.

A pooka street preacher is speaking to tourists shopping "I tell you now, in times of old there were giants born of angels... and some few were spared... so when the shadow of justice falls on you, stare into their resolute eyes and examine your heart, for you risk the yeeting from the Guardians set forth by the DEEEEVINE! WOE unto you, you who put pennies before Penny, who put bucks before Buck. Who value Gold over Goldie! For towering eyes judge and the wolves will be yeeted from the sheep, and so too those that value material over men, wealth over women!"

Jess makes a mental note about that pooka, nods in subtle greeting, and moves along.

"The eyyyyyeeesss.." the pooka goes on

And on our heroine goes as well.

Streets and alleys, corners and cul de sacs; after these years (has it been YEARS??) she knows the neighborhoods well.

Like the back of her large blue hand

She hears.. steel on steel?

Combat? she approaches to observe, and perhaps, act.

Yet, while she hears it, she doesnn't SEE it, not to the left, not to the right, not ahead, nor behind

(Perception plus Alertness)

/roll 5

((WELL THEN))

Upon the roof top UP, she sees two kitthain fencing, a ttall satyress in a swashbuckler outfit and a mask , and a female sidhe in Balor garb

(Does she recognize either?)

The sattyress has a mask, so of course, is immune to discovery!

Jessica squints Crap, is that Siv?

Well... the satyr has similar fighting style to her troll sister

the balor sidhe? No mask, but neither does Jessica recognize her

Jessica huffs with frustration, and looks for a way up.

If only she had hopscotch

Well, she -does-... but can she use it? Daylight, and on a public street?

True. She'll have to go into the alley and use it there to the side of he building

Well. Once her choice is made, she acts on it. So into the alley she goes, and hops, skips, jumps, and spins as a bunk before letting the magic lift her to the roof.