#rivervale_lodge

"Well ,eh stopped when my girflriend gave the death glare. Nadeen says she understands I'm a satyr, but there's typical satyr exceptions an there's doing it in front of her face right?" He burns the paper "I hope he's not scrying on us right now"

Gerd wrinkles her nose "Ah... you hope in vain. Guys? Ken it"

"He probably was, but I'm hoping he can't once the paper is burned. Zane...you said Jimmy was there?"

Sylvi frowns and kenns the ashes.

"Sure he was I..." The paper burning in his hands... it glows, not with it's own glamour but an outside source! They were being tattletaled...

and that spell ends as the focus, the paper turns into ashes

"Sneaky weird magic. Soothsay is creepy."

"Makes me feel gross, like being spied on naked." Sylvi frowns. "Anyway...Jimmy. He might have lifted something off 'Fran'."

"I...oh wow...yeah, Jimmy does that all the time.. drives me nuts. He once stole my earring. Okay, it wasn't an actual PIERCING but still ..just s wipe and I didn't notice."

Gerd looks at Dagmar "That's why I like Wayfare... getting places just seems more honest...well, except for the 'I'll go into your place and yo ucan't stop me' part"

"Okay, let's get there. Gerd, can you do it for all of us?"

"Sure.. " Gerd says and gestures "Doom like ravens wings flutters near my heart, I hear the caw, I see the sun die... and I smile, for at last I know peace."

"Uh.. dude."

"Sticking with the goth thing I see.." Zane observes just as they all vanish

And appear at Jimmy's back yard miles away

"Spooky, but cool." Sylvi nods.

"I forget what his folks are like."

"Aren't they kin?"

"Kinain.. " He nods "His dad likes me. We wont' get shit." Zane walks up to the back door and knocks... it slides open and a parent figure asks what's going on and hey how you doing and... then

"JIMMY.. your friends want to see you in the back yard"

Jimmy comes down confused, but nods "hi.."

Wave!

Sylvi smiles thanks, then gestures him to join them a bit away from the door. "Hey, Jimmy...don't take this wrong...but picked up anything new lately? Like, yesterday?"

Jimmy winces, sighs, then motions for them to wait one second, goes up stairs again

then he returns with his back pack... and opens it up "I just can't help it sometimes. "

A text from Symon -I can meet up with you if you let me know where you'll be for a bit. Just got out of math camp and my phone is exploding with texts. Still better than the ones that are just 'positive emoji reinforcement' from AM. Who taught her to use a smartphone??"

Inside the backpack are... Sylvi's Flying skateboard, Dagmar's Mjoilir Key chain, Brekke's second favorite coffee mug, a figurine from Symon.... (more to come)

"WHAT?" Her nsotrils flare as she snatchs the keychain.

"No, Jimmy, it's okay, it's just....hey....HEY!!" She plucks her skateboard out of the pack and frowns at him.

Then a sigh. "Look, did you take anything from a certain nocker? Yesterday?"

...a pink protest hat from Olgar, one of Zane's jackets, a bejeweled butterfly that Gerd growls about, a toy cat with the word 'bestie' on it... and...a card that to mortal eyes looks like biloxi library card but to fae eyes instead has a harp and rose design and it jangles like keys

He says "This was yesterday..oh, Fran. He had the card"

Zane gathers his jacket "Dude!"

"Hey... Leanhaun, right?"

"Like the axe lady?"

Sylvi wraps her hand in the edge of her t-shirt before picking up the library card. "This. This is made of suck."

"If things weren't so dire, Jimmy, Piski or no, " Gerd takes the butterfly back "LAKE time"

"Yeah, like her, Dagmar. Okay...we gotta bury this somewhere that we can find it again when we're ready."

She nods. "Sure. Somewhere there's nothing to see... uhg. Soothsay is the worst"

A huff and a puff as Symon makes his way up the walk, sweat making his hair stick unpleasantly to his forehead. "I.. need... a... car." He wheezes grumpily.

Jimmy turns "About the figurine, I can explain..."

(And, presumably, gets caught up in the meantime!)

"My GNOLL!"

(He does 🙂 )

"You were at math camp, and I htought 'gee..doghead looks lonely'"

A glower, and he mutters, "Yeah, but I was about to take it up with this weird spirit that lives in the liquor cabinet, who was fuckin' with my figs LAST time - am glad I didn't start shit at home. Eh, tell you what. It's cool but you have to play that guy in our next campaign." A small smirk, already plotting things, apparently...

"Uh oh" Jimmy sighs and nods..

"Ooo, I wanna play a Dragonborn next time, would that be cool?"

A hiss, and a shadowy figure lunges out to pounce on the bag, claws pricking it as her tail slashes the air. "Miiiiiiiiiine." She yowls.

A raised brow at Jimmy.