City of Mist (Inactive)

Game Master inxpitter

"Spine, heart, and brain. Seems to be running a theme here." In fact, there was a theme. But what from? It seems so familiar.

"I say we head there and ask around. Maybe I can get in touch with the staff. Those that take me seriously, anyway." Luke mutters the last part under his breath.

Luke takes a parting look through the diner window, seeing Samuel walk off. Surely he won't notice... one, right? Luke barely catches himself as he feels his hand begin to grasp for the whole bag. But he manages to limit himself to taking one, singular, tiny pill.

Not entirely sure how I should handle this use of Hand of Want. Go Toe to Toe makes some sense up to the point that Samuel doesn't really have a method of striking back. I suppose Change the Game, using the Juice to make the story tag "Green Pill?"

Change the Game(Long Arm Thief): 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 1) + 1 = 4

Welp, no drugs for Luke then.

Happy New Years!

Luke, you reach out to feel your hand wrap around. That familiar itch, that ecstasy of grasping something that doesn't belong to you, it surges into your hand before you realize you're tightening your grasp.

The moment passes, and you look down to a bundle of ratty, dirty dollars and a usb drive.

I'll try to update again tomorrow to move onto the hospital scene, but react as you may.

Do the rest of us see this happen, or later become aware of the theft?

Given the nature of his ability, for now I'll say no unless Luke states that he wasn't trying to hide the use of his ability from the rest of you.

Back now, btw.

Good to have you back.

Donovan, seeing no signs of danger, may be puzzled as the others leave the diner and make their way to the car. A quick discussion later and the gang plans to meet up, in one way or another, at the hospital.

So, each of you has prep time for roughly thirty minutes to an hour, which can be used for info hunting, combat prep, or personal reasons. Regardless, please post that you're ready when you're ready to go.

Donovan takes a nice, leisurely drive to the hospital, making sure to obey the speed limit. Once inside, he pulls a baseball cap over his head, pulls on gloves, and grabs a duffel bag out of the trunk of his car.

Making his way to the rendezvous point, Donovan does his best to look like someone not carrying a bag full of guns.

Luke peeks down at his hand for a moment before stuffing the items into his pocket. Feeling a mixture of embarrassment and shame, he almost chases after Samuel. But he catches himself. What would he say, that the man had simply dropped the items? As the shame grew stronger, so did Luke's decision.

Luke sighs. "Let's, um, go." Little can hide his embarrassment, and he can only barely conceal what's causing it.

Getting into his car, Luke whips out his phone, and glances through his contacts. Who would be in today? And, hopefully, alright?

Nearly fumbling the number, Luke puts the phone up to his ear. "Dr. Yung? Er, are you alright?" It takes a moment for Luke to realize he's only reached her voice mail. "Damn." Luke whispers. "Yung, give me a call back as soon as you can. I'd like to know what's going on at the hospital. Please."

Investigate: 2d6 - 1 ⇒ (4, 1) - 1 = 4

Using the weakness "Seen as Weak-Willed by His Fellows"

Zenna spends the hour discussing with her lawyer and assistant the details of her plan to help Samuel, then she gets off the phone and exits her car at the hospital, proceeding to the rendezvous point still herself, but prepared to let go of her identity to blend in if the need arises.