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Millicent Meizhen MacFadden Looks: Long hair, worn and faded clothes, scavenged accessories, athletic, strong hands, a bag full of adventuring gear and ritual tools. Disposition: Affable dirtbag, restless, opportunistic, protective, friendly, quick to act. Flaws and burdens: Millicent comes...

Grigori hadn't run into something exactly like this before, but that was to be expected, given how often fringe scientists hand made things, even when commercial parts were available. Kostya had identified the tracking device, but the other half of the device was a self-contained generator...

With surprising deftness, Kostya sliced the incision open. Inside was a small device covered in circuitry. A tracking chip? Kostya had dealt with tracking chips before, at least, and knew the methods of baffling them. Behind the device, a wire went deeper into the man's head. The device was...

The figure doesn't move as Kostya approaches. A quick check of his pockets produces nothing, and it's only when you take off their mask that your search yields fruit. The man who came around the side of the house is weathered in the way where it's hard to tell how old he is - He could be a real...

The driver didn't notice Zerya until she put her hand on the doorhandle, at which point he turned, looked her in the eye, and floored it, pulling her along with the van as it sped off. She could see him reaching for a switch, soldered onto the dashboard, flipping it from up to down as he drove...

To start, we each post our character introductions, per the book. After that, we do a round of Solitaire, and then take turns picking scenes. Introductions: I am Trinity Blues, a mercenary pilot working for the Landowners. I'm conflicted, educated, and good-hearted. My mercenary company is...

One of the masked people squares up against Grigori and swings, but fifty years of experience as a spy isn't for nothing, and as the spy took up a defensive stance, the blows were deflected. Still, it's now three on one inside the house. Or, it would be, as one breaks through the door and tries...

The van's currently idling, a man in a full face mask in the driver's seat. He's actively checking the mirrors, so, safe bet if you try to attack him, you've only got one shot at this.

For anyone who's outside, you see it unfold in seconds, with practiced precision. A van pulls up in front of the house. The side door slides open, and a man dressed head to toe in black, from filter mask to boots, leans out and fires a grenade through the window of the psychic studio. The room...

"Through the kitchen!" Sophia says, as she starts running for it herself. Kostya can feel someone shoulder by him in the smoke, and heavy footfalls. It's crowded in here, and chaotic, and whoever just came in sound like they're loaded for bear, their breath filtered through masks.

The Aeon Society - Formerly the Aeon Society for Gentlemen, not yet the Aeon Covenant - was founded to improve the lot of humanity, and to push back the boundaries of the unknown. Far from its origins as a Chicago gentleman's club, it's now best known for its scientific research and...

Li was returning to their room in a tenement with their dinner - mostly eggs, why were eggs so cheap here? - when they passed through the square, Yelp's speech catching their attention. Li hadn't seen this man around the union offices before, and that's where they'd been spending all their time...

We cut between Charlie jumping out a second floor window, and landing with the characteristic grace of a wolf jumping out a second floor window, and the classroom, a few girls noticing her exit, everyone else too absorbed in their own personal drama to take any note of a girl leaving through...

"Uh- y- It's- yeah, I'm very good!!" Ming shouts, as Selene takes her hands. Why is every girl here so pretty? Why am I so gay??? Ming turns red and hangs her head as some of the girls around her turn to look at her.

Alexis had finished her practice, and was walking home when she saw the shooting star. She stopped in her tracks, reminded of her wish, which she knew was the only reason she had come his far. Maybe the only reason she'd even started this. And then, the star turned down, shooting directly for...

Ming's eyes widened in surprise when the red-haired girl reacted to her wave by walking up to her desk, kneeling next to her, and started blowing on her face. Is this- do they do this where she's from? Is this normal? What's even happening? Ming turned bright red, from a mix of first and...

Ming had, over the last minute, gone from sitting upright to slouched forward across her desk. All that time this morning, and she didn't look up a damn weather report, and now it was probably a hundred degrees in here and she'd worn a sweater, and, aaaargh. Fine. It's fine. She was still...

Ming Zhao was running a little late but, to her credit, she was running at all. She'd arrived just in time to see the crowd pass through the opening gates in the distance, and disinterested shuffle became a determined jog as she rushed to join the back of the pack. She hadn't slept much last...

Step, step, turn, pump, kick- No. Off the beat, just a little. Again! Step, step, turn, pump, kick, turn- Better, but too slow! Again! Alexis was in a studio her representation had rented out for her, facing a mirrored wall, as her phone played the syrupy synths from her latest song. She'd...

It feels too hot for September, even at eight in the morning, as the wrought iron gates of Cape Booth are pulled open by the groundskeeper. It's late enough that a crowd of students have gathered outside, and you can hear murmurs as they push towards the old main building, a brick manor at the...