"Magic exists," he says. "But it doesn't. Except... fuck the nuances, I don't care any more.
SPOKEN LIKE A TRUE SCHOLAR OF OWOD
Meghanada: "wait what the fuck is this 'reality deviance' shit?"
"The Umbra," he replies, not looking at you. "The air opened up and something reached through and just... handed you over. Set you down beside Lakshmi and left. We never saw it again."
fucking whelp
"We were so frightened." He isn't looking at you. He's looking into the distance, into his memories. "Your mother was so weak after the birth and Valmiki was busy trying to stabilise her and you, you were... you didn't look human. I thought about leaving you there. I thought about abandoning you like I didn't even want you and letting you die out there, all alone and unloved."
fucking
whelp
"But you held Lakshmi's hand. That was the first thing you ever did in your life. You held your sister's hand. And I have never thought of you as anything less than my son since that day."
Man. Maaaaaan. God I wish we had been closer to our dad (though in hindsight I think it's sorta clear why we weren't and it's hard to blame the dude for not knowing how to talk to us sometimes) but in a crisis he steps up to the fucking bat. Has pretty much always stepped up to the bat. It's sorta a nice change from the not exactly cliched but more common "yeah whatever bye bye parents HELLO ADVENTURE".
Worst-case scenario, if you got out? The Orbital Knight would have to be deployed. And that's the best we've got."
that's a foul, ominous forshadowing
15 yard penalty
repeat dialogue
Lakshmi's wearing long sleeves and gloves. You hear her curse as her coffee slips out of her hand. The half-monkey guy catches it with his tail, offers some witty comment or another. Lakshmi thanks him, stooping to retrieve it. Her sleeve hikes back a little, exposing metal. You didn't know she wore a watch, especially on her right hand.
>clumsy fine motor control
>long sleeves
>metal on the wrist
oh meg honey
looks like your sister asked for this
I suppose there's no real way to do this well is there? No manner in which we could slip a note while we walk by? Paper airplane it?
With what? A piece of paper and pen we pulled out of our interdimensional
ass? We've got shit to write with yo.
I guess you're going with relatively high end interpretations of Mage numbers.
Nah, just reading through it but I doubt most of the people here are Mages. Like iirc the real strength of Mages isn't necessarily in just being dudes but being dudes who can set up a, like, martial arts school or a James Bond villain lair or a secret underground transhuman city and indoctrinate a bunch of Sleepers/Masses into their particular paradigm. Strengthening it and them.
How about "because fuck the Union getting our sister. Also, a demigod is helpful," for a reason to take her with us. Taking her with us is why I'm voting this way, at least.
Dude she's got cybernetics and she doesn't seem to mind her place at this point. You know what's going to happen if we reach out to her? She's going to be confused and glad to see us but she'll want to talk and if push comes to shove she'll wait for her handler or whatever to show up before running off after us. I mean look at us. We're rangey. We're looking more than a little hungry. We don't look
well. She's going to think that we're fevered and not in our right mind and she'll cost us time that we can't afford to spend.
Because right now we're being guided out by a dude who's just breached god knows how many layers of Union ICE and shit and is fucking around in what's
probably their major Australian base. There's a ticking clock running in the background and the windows he's opened are not going to stay open forever. And don't be cocky, the only reason we haven't gotten gangbanged by security werewolves is because we've got someone throwing up a lot of cover and because nobody's gotten close enough to look at us.
[X] Do nothing.
Also I like this image better. Reach out or do nothing. Meghanada sees his sister all happy and fitting in and makes to reach out and instead just...lets her go before scurrying, scuttling away. It's a good starting point from working back up. The rock bottom so to speak. And the image is more evocative imo than "Meghanada you dumbass what are you doing out of bedjesuschristhowlonghaveyouhadfangs".