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  1. As King's sputterings went on Sekhmet looked increasingly displeased to be making physical contact with him. "This one could not lead his way through river reeds," the leonine goddess rumbled from deep in her chest, more growl than words. Recognizing that her chokehold was impairing their efforts to get a straight answer from their quarry she lifted King higher into the air for a moment and in an impressive show of dexterity spun him about lengthwise, gripping his ankle rather than his throat and dangling him over the alley concrete where he could stare at stonewashed jeans and scuffed combat boots. A vigorous shake served to refocus him on responding to Grimalkin's questions. A soft slurp sounded from Strix's right where he lurked hidden from mortal eyes and defying the notice of mundane understanding. Set had returned from the bar with a tall thin glass of something carbonated that smelled to the vampire of artificial fruit flavours, which she was enjoying through a neon green looping novelty straw. The godling raised a highball glass toward Strix without looking toward him, filled with a bright red mixture that would have smelled of too much tabasco sauce even if he'd been able to stomach normal beverages. Three of the other four arms she'd nonchalantly sprouted since her detour also held drinks, two cocktails and a dark green bottle, while the one occupied hand rested on her hip. "Miss anything good?"
  2. Set Super-Senses counted Strix's Concealment. Notice check: 1d20+15 33 Sekhmet Intimidation Check: 1d20+18 28 (For good measure.)
  3. Roommate Assignments First Floor Room 102: Nicolas Brown AKA Vox and C.J. Jergens AKA Gnomon Room 107: Adam Lanchester AKA Specimen and Felix Century AKA Legatus Room 114: Kameron Kingdom AKA Red Lynx and Leroy Ransome-Conte AKA Sundragon Second Floor Room 203: Pan Barrie AKA Forever Boy and Micah Roebuck AKA Thunderbird Room 213: Davyd Palahniuk AKA Horrowshow and Benicio Wang AKA Octoman Room 214: Benjamin d’Amato AKA Rebound and Heroditus Stylianos AKA Artificer Third Floor Room 301: Elizabeth Grey AKA Masque and Abigail Storm AKA Arcana Room 302: Danica Holmes AKA Chelone and Mia Mustafic-Markov AKA Soliton Room 309: Lulu Beaumont AKA Crystal-Gazer and Astrid Torsten AKA Ms Thursday Room 312: Janus Danger and Veronica Danger Fourth Floor Room 405: Monica Gutiérrez AKA Lady Liberty and Àjàṣorò Tafari AKA White Lioness Room 410: Ashley Smith AKA Watchdog and Judy Smith AKA Daystar Intramural Squad Assignments Red Squad - Nicholas Brown - Janus Danger - Elizabeth Grey - C.J. Jergens - Kameron Kingdom - Àjàṣorò Tafari Blue Squad - Pan Barrie - Felix Century - Benjamin d’Amato - Adam Lanchester - Ashley Smith - Judy Smith Green Squad - Veronica Danger - Monica Gutiérrez - Danica Holmes - Micah Roebuck - Heroditus Stylianos - Benicio Wang Orange Squad - Lulu Beaumont - Mia Mustafic-Markov - Davyd Palahniuk - Leroy Ransom-Conte - Abigail Storm - Astrid Torsten
  4. Set and Sekhmet looked at the straws then to each other. "Gross," the shorter goddess opined flatly while the taller shorted and rolled her eyes with a shake of her head. With long, purposeful strides Sekhmet stalked toward King, shouldering distracted dancers and dazed party-goers out of the way with all the subtlety of bulldozer. As soon as the ostentatiously dressed man noticed her approach she made direct, unblinking eye contact, the stoney glower of a predator letting her prey know that flight was futile. While the bookseller grappled with uncertainty she closed the distance and seized his throat in preternaturally strong fingers, hauling him off of his feet and choking off his protestations. Without losing momentum the leonine warrior dragged him toward the nearest exit to the warehouse, not far from where King had been licking his proverbial, alcohol soaked wounds. "'Babe in the woods'. Blech," Set reiterated with a shudder. "Anyone desire something from the bar?"
  5. Jack's brow furrowed very slightly as Octoman rambled about his parents blowing off plans. Maybe it was just a bit of teenage sullenness but the kid seemed like such an earnest people-pleaser. He silently reminded himself that not every youth who came through their doors had the Sandersons for parents and he didn't necessarily have to be worried and immediately proceeded to worry anyway. "Hey, 'doesn't like superheroes' nothing. Everybody likes me. I'm very likeable. Ask my wives, children or wacky chum who lives in the television, totally unbiased." He gave Octoman a broad wink and stuck out his tongue at Mia with a grin. "And this is maybe easy to say when I don't have tentacles coming out of me but I think you're going to figure out pretty quickly that 'normal' is pretty much made up. 'A-list' is a lot less about what you are than what you do. And don't rip off your limbs in here, you just stopped bleeding all over the place, huh?"
  6. Jack of all Blades Notice Check: 25 with Skill Mastery Sense Motive Check: 1d20+4 13 Knowledge (Streetwise) Check: 1d20+15 30
  7. Jack raised an eyebrow but otherwise kept his own pokerface and relaxed posture. He didn't like to think about it too much but he really was an accomplished liar in his own right, albeit not classically trained or as refined by half as Talya. "Damn. I hope it's not that Destin guy; he seemed fun and I'd feel weird about punching an old man in the face repeatedly." He kept his voice low and feigned the look of an easily distracted dilettante to glance about the crowd. He wasn't sure what he was looking for exactly, besides anyone who looked like hired muscle. Most Nazis he'd encountered were at least smart enough to have a bodyguard before walking around Freedom City, for all the good it ever did them.
  8. Ellie turned to give Mara the same guilty look as if they'd practiced performing in synchronicity, looking like she'd been caught not doing her chores around the house. "W-well, I mean. Y'know." She gestured vaguely but emphatically with one hand. "...stuff." She busied herself fetching a tissue out of her vest pocket for Yolanda with an awkward cough. Erik straightened abruptly at Talya's musing, looking very much his sister's brother in his alarm. "Did you want to do a wedding?" He turned to Min and tried to smooth the creases in his dress shirt with his hands. "We just went to city hall and signed the thing. Before anybody could try to stab anybody." At the time an attack by one faction of the House of Swords or another had seemed a very real concern, perhaps the Katanarchists or some freshly awakened Preserver shenanigans. "We could do a wedding. Right? Wait, that didn't sound romantic. Florecita, ayuadame...?"
  9. Lou Notice check: 1d20+15 23 Will Savs: 3#1d20+12 19 30 21 Lou's fear is that he'll end up on his own again, either by failing to protect his teammates or being betrayed, and that he'll deserve it. (No spoiler tag because that's honestly pretty obvious.)
  10. "Mister the Comte," Jack greeted the older gentleman with a lopsided smile and a deep nod. Talya could tell he was ever so slightly exaggerating his natural New Jersey accent and holding himself with a purposeful cant that both emphasized his physique through the layers of his costume and stood in contrast with the du Destin's aging stiffness. "Do a guy a favour and imagine I said something insightful about Caravaggio's use of colour, yeah?" He tossed him a broad wink and made a show of looking about the room, the distractible accessory. In truth he was scanning the crowd for any faces he might recognize; the guests were more likely to be the patrons of people he'd tangled with but you never knew.
  11. Make a note in the day planner you picked up from the registrar's office, it's time for a new school year! In preparation, each player with a new or returning student who will be attending Claremont this year should post below with appropriate survey for their character: RETURNING STUDENTS Name: Codename: Year: Sophomore, Junior or Senior Pronouns: Current Intramural Team: Current Roommate: If both roommates from last year are still active characters they'll most likely be paired together again! If you have an in-character or out-of-character reason to want to switch things up you can send a Ref a private message on the Discord server. Reflection: What goals does the character have after last year? What did they think they did well and what were they disappointed with? School Club: What club would they like to see and join at Claremont? Yearbook Committee? Drama Club? School Band? Extradimensional Birdwatching Club? Please, no roleplaying game club, that leads only to a meta spiral from which there is no return! NEW STUDENTS Name: Codename: Year: Sophomore, Junior or Senior Pronouns: Prospective Roommate: If two players want their characters to be rooming together in the dormitories let us know here! You can also say if you'd prefer an NPC roommate or if your character won't be staying in the dormitories during the school year. Otherwise we'll match up unassigned PCs! Goal: Where does your character see themselves upon graduating from Claremont? Do they have a role model they want to live up to or a situation they'd like to change for the better? Favourite YA Fiction Novel: That's Young Adult, donchano. This can be a real world novel or an in-universe title. Include what they love about it! Remember, this is the character's favourite, not necessarily what the player would pick themselves!
  12. 2019 - 2020 Claremont Academy School Year begins September 4th! Dear Parent, Guardian or Mentor Figure, Congratulations to your child or ward on being admitted to the upcoming school year at Claremont Academy! We couldn't be more excited to welcome them into our proud legacy of academic excellence, practical experience and community service. The semester will begin on Wednesday, September 4th. Dormitory move-in dates begin one week prior on Wednesday, August 28th. Below you will find a list of supplies each student will be expected to bring with them, along with a list of those provided by the Academy including toiletries, dormitory furniture and active wear to be used during our award winning physical fitness programs. Financial aid is of course available to students attending on scholarship and we offer meal plans to suit all needs. Our administrative offices will have been in touch by now regarding any dietary restrictions, allergies, atmospheric requirements, etc. See the enclosed contact information for any further inquiries. Claremont Academy has long been home to students of both exceptional ability and exceptional circumstances. While students should be prepared to work hard developing their talents and learning invaluable real world skills they can also look forward to a welcoming community of peers with their own unique perspectives and experiences. Orientation will cover movie nights, extracurricular clubs, our expanded intramural league and other activities. These are the friendships which will last a lifetime. Welcome to Claremont Academy! Beneath of the Headmistress' signature in a pen running out of ink someone has scrawled: WHO IS THE UNKNOWN STUDENT OF ROOM 404?!
  13. Jack's eyebrows rose incrementally higher as Octoman's stream of consciousness chatter continued to spool on and on. The swashbuckler certainly counted himself as belonging to the 'bantering' school of super heroics but there was something oddly impressive about the teen's seemingly bottomless well of vocalizations. "Remember to breathe, After Eight. Even if you don't breathe like that anymore." He certainly didn't know how octopuses worked. ...octopi? He nodded at Bombshell's suggestion. "Good call. She'll want to put some food on his skin and not-bones anyway. We could get 'Caradoc' to give him the 'your changing body' talk." He paused briefly as he imagined Octoman interacting with Steve, subtly moving his chin to avoid Mia's flurry of blows. "...maybe start him off talking to Fulcrum instead." He looked down to the little girl in his arms and adopted his dad-face. "And what do we know about hitting?"
  14. "Hey, how ya doing," Lou greeted the doorman once he could get a word in edgewise, completely ignoring Sofí bouncing off of him of one side and Alice practically climbing onto him on the other. He'd found it was best to just let there specific brand of physical familiarity happen without comment. "What they're trying to say is we're sorta contractors who specialize in dealing with unusual problems for unusual people, yeah? And like that one said, this is an unusual place you got here, which makes it our kinda place, as a rule. Figured we'd say hi. Professional courtesy and all." Maybe that was an extremely generous interpretation of their motivations but it wasn't entirely wrong. He made direct eye contact with the bloodshot eyes looking through the gap in the door, waiting to see if the doorman blinked first.
  15. "You couldn't iron a shirt?" Ellie grumbled under her breath as she tugged her brother's collar into a semblance of order as they entered. Her own burgundy collared shirt was immaculate, paired with a slate grey vest and slacks that matched Mara's ensemble and a pair of heels that had found their way into her wardrobe after an off-hand remark in Talya's presence. She'd cut her dusty brown hair short again, a little longer than a pixie cut and artfully ruffled. "I did!" Erik protested, shooing her away before reaching down to take his daughter's hands. "There was just a... thing." He wouldn't have been able to explain the differences between the anchor grey, subtly hatched suit he was wearing and the one he'd owned since a little after graduating from high school but it was certainly a better fit. Lighter, too, in the summer heat and striking with the jet black dress shirt he wore with the first few buttons undone. His sister gave him a sharp look. "On the way here?" He shrugged defensively. "It was quick! Just a purse snatcher. But I did a flip off a newspaper stand, right and it got kinda rumbled." "'Did a flip', Dios. Well at least you look very beautiful, Edie."
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