#rutgers

The fall out for Rutgers samhain isn't just for Dagmar and Masey , of course., All about the campus, there are kithain (and some mortals) a bit confused.

Alas, some locals were found in comas! It's ruled an overdose

Dagmar isn't sure, but for some reason she feels .. less than surprised at the news?

Less than surprised, and a muddled mix of pride and mild shame.

Yes, it's weird having emotiosn without solid memories.

A collective disappointed sigh from some of the kithain and kinain guys on campus. No more sexy voile for the girls.

Yet it must be said, autumn fashion gets something of a surge. It's as if even the daughters of Eve were a touch inspired to try new looks. No, not a lot of skin showing, are you nuts? You know how cold it gets here? But experiments with autumn color hair dyes and and clothing designs. Some go more winter and that works too.

And now and then, Dagmar and Sylvi might find one student who looks listless, disinterested...

some one ravaged on Samhain. A good cover time for ripping apart dreams for a quick fix.

Narrow eyes.

She doesn't know the student well, Richard? Does he go by Rich or Dick? Wait, who willingly goes by Dick these days? Normally he has good hygene, a bright smile, but today he looks disheaveled, and slumping.

SOme will likely chalk it up to hang over, but to kenning, he feels like a fruit that got ripped off WITH the branch he was on.

Frown.

Kerri would know what to do.

Or Chief.

Someone.

But what can be done? Rich is ravaged, it's done

She sees Jimmy who waves at her as he heads to class

A small wave.

It's done. But... surely, there's something that could... help?

"Heck of a night" Jimmy admits giving a shrug in a universal 'no clue what happened' gesture

"From what I can recall, yeah."

"Though there were some assholes out." A nod in Rich's direction.

Jimmy turns and now notices, kenning, "Oh shit." A troubled look and he whispers as he closes "Not many Liams around here are there?"

Rich looks over, wonders if they're talking about him, and gets glarey

"Oh! Liams might be... point. Good at that stuff."

"You know some, here?" He asks

"I've met one Scathach... but no Liams. Sometimes it feels very isolating here. There's a sorority with a bunch of satyrs and pooka, though."

"Well, are they nice?" He inquires

"They are!"

"Cool. Maybe they can help or at least offer advice? I also hear about this janitor who knows stuff. "

"...Sluagh, right?"

A nod "yeah, you heard huh?"

"Yeah, but that means if we want help from him, we'll need something to offer."

"Oh geez. Uhm.." He ponders "I got a bit of dross? Not much" He dangles a key on a chain, the key looks like it was run under a railroad train

"He's a sluagh - more like information, or a secret, or something old and weird."

"Oh.. that I don't got" Sheepish

"Neither do I. Are you sure you haven't picked up anything? You manage to hang out with everyone..."

"Well, I'm not like a boggan, those guys know thier gossip. " He ponders "Let me think.."

"There's a maga club at the college hiding in secret for fear of the libs going after them" he says shaking his head, "There's one student, I think an upperclassman, who is rumored to have an only fans" he blushes a bit

"That's not really going to do it, is it?" He apologizes

"Maga club might..."

"If only because if they're too radical, they might be a threat?"

"I mean, won't he already know about them? Maybe not but I figured it would be old news"

"Can't hurt to try?"

"Well, it's yours to offer him" he says nodding "And I Hope it helps"

"You have names?"

"Oh doh" he facepalms, and gives the names of both the Maga club and the one student with the only fans.

"Hey, how's Sylvi doing? I wanted to thank her for help with the club, you and her both. Date went really well"

Dag grins. "Yeah? Good! Sylvi seems like she's doing okay..."