"Well the story I was told of acension was that there was beings born of the one like what you might know as the wrym, weaver, and wyld that where called the pure ones or the golden tribe....... The later of wich is a confusing one honestly as it goes back to some other old ledgends, but it basically kinda says the pure ones split apart and fragments of them became what you know as avatars and that when you are one with your avatar you become close to that pure heritage or something but some of those who have come close arnt so sure it's posable because they don't think the avatar is whole."

"As for the other bit they talk of ages and tribes gold, silver, heroic, bronze, and iron ..... From what people speak of there only four or five pure ones of the golden age, spirits and animals fall into bronze and silver, and humans the iron. It seams not much survived the heroic age and what did don't want to remember it.... I think what ever happened then is responcable for the imbalance that has lasted as long as the a scallies even remember."

Huoshui laughed mutedly, <Ascension, the ultimate goal of willworkers. The final step to enlightenment. I have to wonder if this means you also walk to path.> Recalling his own people's many different views on it, even to their own understanding of it and belief that if one does reach that height that they should stay and refuse true ascension to stay on this level of existence to help others in the path. <I have to say I have heard similar stories as this one.> He confessed, <and I can confess having some visions to give credit to the idea of souls or aspects of beings having splintered into multiple beings.>

"Well few are whole beings, the sundering of the physical realms from the spiritual caused more problems than many understand..." she eyes inks some and is quite a moment as she looks back to Huoshui,  "For example it is our whole nature that alows us fera to walk between the physical and spiritual, and the melding of the human and changeling soul that let the fae walk between the awake and dream as if they where the same. It is the wolfs nature so attached to the flesh that has made them weak to the rage of the wyrm, and the rats time spent far into the lost reaches of the umbra that has left them so prone to madness. It is this reconnection to the spirit that has made humans and mage alike grow.... 'exsentric' as many spend so much time away from the physical realms. You yourself spent many years away from the physical while you trained, you must have felt that it had some affect on you. Especially when you returned home."

inks nods while looking intently at Amp at the mention of pure ones. "I had not heard of the golden tribe, how do they tie into these legends? I try to walk a path, but it is tricksy Houshui, as elusive as enlightenment. (^^)It is at least an interesting path. Perhaps the splintering means the avatars are confused. Mine certainly is confusing(^^)."

Looking back and forth between Huoshui and Amp, an intrigued smile on her face inks tries to work out a spirit and correspondence effect that would accomplish a souls touch in her head, and what effect it migh have. Bringing her gaze back to Amp, inks agrees thoughtfully, "The energies interact more closely there, leaving their mark on mind as well as body."

<You seem to have a lot of experience with your own avatar, or just your last encounter and meeting was one of much impact and confusion.> Has Inks met and failed a seeking of some kind, meeting and leaving confused would result in the pause in the path to enlightenment. Best not judge or make assumptions, this one might just have accepted the none direct nature of avatars and happily come to call them confusing.

<I have trained in environments said not to be native for our kind. It is odd indeed coming from a place where your only sustenance his the energies around you back to how many perceive to be our native environment.> Training in the so called void of space, learning and training under such conditions allowing him to pass the need for air.

"I get the impression that my avatar is more noisy that some and less intrusive than others. And generally when I meditate on her words there is some sense to them. She also takes my teasing fairly well. I've been told the things you discover on your own are more valuable so perhaps my inner self is taking that route. Or maybe my journeys in the umbra have left another mark on my mind(^^)."

<Well the Avatar is ourselves, we are it and it is us. So for it to take your teasing makes some sense, I feel you'd take it light heartedly if it were directed at yourself so why should it be any different. It is interesting to hear you've travelled the umbra so much to feel it has left a mark, sometime you will have to share tales.>

[It seams the others are returning, I'm preparing to launch.]

inks will think unobtrusive thoughts and make as little noise as possible. She will also try and make her expression neutral as well. The child will refrain from doing anything more sneaky yet.

Did she get an idea of any of the sensors/tech she was looking at earlier?
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<Inks, friend. You know where we are to go right, is... is there not somewhere safer you should be?>

I took inks some time to get a sense for the ship but it is a true wonder, it is a living thing that must have been painstakingly grown by an oricale, though why such a wonder would be abandoned is a wonder into itself. The sensors are fairly good but the ships attention is not omnipresent and she could amplify her inate ilusivness by wrapping space, time, and the gauntlet around her..... It would not be an easy thing to do to use spirit, prime, time, and correspondence to distort reality into a bubble that flows around her like she didn't exist.... Something barely within her grasps if at all, but it would be the best option she had for folling the ship into letting her sneak back on unnoticed.

"I am sure the embassy can find a safe place for her."

As she walks toward the exit of the ship inks says, "I do know how to find the embassy." The child smiles her crooked smile, "It was very nice to meet and converse with you three. I hope we can do this again, and wish you luck with your task."

inks will take her leave. She will then try to find a inconspicuous space to meditate on the bubble effect and any trouble the local gauntlet might give her. An ear will also be out for the returning crew. That will be her signal to begin as following them in seems the least conspicuous.
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<Oh good travels Inks, if you need I am sure someone can direct you. Or maybe if I could work this device better I could give you directions.> he said tapping at the wrist device on his arm. Sighing heavily, contemplating what was to come. Discarding from his mind the failures of the past, focusing on the future and what was to be done.

<The plan is in your hands now, so before they arrive back. Is there anything you feel we should discuss?>

Not sure of how much time she has, the girl will likely start with a quick plan(wits+enigmas?). Try and refine those as time allows(intelligence+meditation?). Then reviewing it again before beginning(wits+enigmas). The results of that might persuade inks to use willpower and quintessence.

Yah you don't have to make rolls for discussions like that long as your char has the knowlage and stuff, only time you have to make rolls like that is if your rather sorta asking hey I don't know everything my char knows and I'm a little loss here can you as the GM help shed some light on this. Then I'll make rolls to see if your char could figure that kinda thing out, but if your char could and you do it for them no rolls needed.

Those sorta int/wits rolls are just to fill in the gaps between what you know and what the char knows.  Ex samples being you have read the books and know game stuff, and I gave you a fair amount of control over what kinda stuff (besides the research) happened at her home, but the rest of the universe you would have to make rolls and talk to me about knowing what's going on.

But yes, a ritual of that complexity, done in some corner of a dock with no research into it and little focus to support it, it's likely going to take some to make things easier. (And will roll something else for you hehe) and if what the cat lady said is true about the moon not letting humans onto its true surface, then it's probably a good idea to let the moon know your not trying to 'invade' it's personal space just grab a bit of its coverings to hide yourself too..... It's not fully into a full moon so hopefully there still some moon spirits filling diplomatic.

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"While it is best they don't know what is in the box, it would help if your friends feed it what energy they could spare, and if you...before I fire, instilled with your connection to life that spark of wild uncontrolled growth in many a plants where the chaos fights back to turn the order that binds it against itself. It is forced on it rules and binding telling the wild how it must be shaped and how it must feed and grow and reproduce and the wild twists that removing all restrictions letting some of its bound up chaos free." She smirks "I beleave your ancestors dealt with such a plant called Kudzu, one that was often borrowed by fera to choke out machines and buildings that hurt the earth. It is funny though such things of the 'wyld' or 'demon tiger' are often unintended results of saturating a place with his essence. Kudzu was likely never intended to harm other plant life or works of man, it was just one of the many things born of his atempts to smuggle his essence past his brother onto earth. A lot seam to beleave he became smitten with Gaia, but hard to say if such things are true or just ledgends"
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ooc: gotcha, i thought meditative focus provided a bonus and some small preparation better than none. first things first though...

inks will use her gauntlets to feel the local spirit world. She will try to pull gently on the spirit realm to politely try and get some spirits attention(or however one goes about it(^^)). If she succeeds she will try and pass on the nature of what she is doing if not the why. Perhaps offering some small portion of dram in payment.

<Well they shall know enough that the box is our weapon to fight the sphere, I feel if we ask they shall offer up energy.> Taking the box out once more as she said he needed to project his own chi in the form of life. <I can do that for you. Lord Tiger has gazed upon me on a number of occasions, or some child of his. If it shall be as the Kudzu then I believe I can give it the energy if not the shape. > Laughing, <Tiger and Gaia, I could see this. Though I cannot say for the truth, but there have been stories told of one courting the other.>

She attracts the attention of a very friendly cat spirit who not only helps her hide but teaches her to hide her scent with some help from spirits.

She's able to increase her affective arcane to 4 for the next few hours and is taught scent of running water.

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"I think it's mostly around the story of the shinti (sp?) where it's said when forced into the ferthist reaches of the umbra he ripped out his own heart for her"
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<The lord Tiger has been credited for a great many dramatic and passionate tales. To tear his own heart out for a loved one, well I would not be surprised if it were truth.> Smiling, recalling some of the childhood stories his mother told him of Lord Tiger's passion. <Many a spirit grand and small have strived to catch the love of Gaia.>

"True but the incursion zones where his energies saturate the land can be dangerous to those who do not know them well, I was told the chaos of the 'devils triangle' was because the rats attacked Florida destroying some park that was an incursion and fortress of your 'phoenix's forces.... a place where everything was artificial and while it surved to spark some childhood wonder and interspersion it tried to shackle it as well. Ether way the park turned the lively swamp into a cold sanctuary of fake and controlled gardens and shows to twist peoples thoughts and make people money, but it was also suppressing one of the corners of the triangle, the incursion of the immortal garden.... life so abondent and strong flowing up through it's waters nothing could decay the life that blossomed there. When the chaos broke the castle walls the waters filled into the swamps and the lightning of that one point stirred the whole mess and connected it to the flux again...." she laughs some. "Gaia needs the energy to be sure but those damn fools still live down there getting bombarded by a full blown incursion of the flux. Some humans are fool enough too just because 4U won't go past a certain point into that mess."
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occ: awesome! how do i use werewolf gifts; can i use it as a rote, or as an innate ability?

inks will consider whether this is enough to get by Luci, or if she needs to prepare more to try and create her bubble of the void.

If it is enough she will discourse/play with the cat spirit, out of sight, until the companions arrive.
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Used as a rote, and the bonus comes from the bubble +2 points, even temporary in arcane is a biggie. But you are not as in tune with the spirits as feta are so you can't really use gifts but simulate them when fought them, or more to the point you make that connection that you naturally lack that the fera have to do so.

Sorta give yourself a gnosis supplement tailored to that gift.

But it takes an arch Mage to use anything other than rank 1-3 and some rank 3 are particularly hard as they where intended only for a select few in the first place.

The girl will bid the cat a fond farewell, and meditate on bringing her focuses into alignment with her bubble effect. Trying to see any possible better way to bring off the effect inks wants when the companions arrive.
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Dr. Peter Cicatrix wanders the ship with some trepidation. He had awakened at some point, gotten to his feet, dressed -- anything more might be pushing it. After a stretch he and stumbles out of the ship to a larger area of the hanger. He lights a cigarette held loosely between two ivory tendrils.

Ever since the explosion at Victoria Station his life had been chaotic. So many lives had passed through his hands. Then came training. He'd wanted it so badly, all of his life, only to crumble beneath it. It was brutal. It seemed he had to fail a million times to get even one thing right. Every muscle ached. There was also the slightest chance he was hung-over. Despite his general avoidance he found certain habits creeping back into his life.  Alcohol had become more common in his life since he started working as a disaster medic. This, at least, was his first smoke in a week. That was something. Wasn' it? He taps the ash off his cigarette. Satisfied, the doctor tosses the butt carelessly. He walks back onto the ship, hands in his pockets.

With some searching he notes the presence of Huoshui. He knocks on a bulkhead.

"Howdy. I'm not interrupting, am I?" he says with a slight smirk.

(we should move to the main thread now)