Julian is with the other group at the moment, but Edna gives out his cell phone number.  The magic of Cell Phones allow all the players to contact any others.

Mouse is an unfortunate exception.  Alas, he lacks opposable thumbs.

"It's hard to say just where you should even start," Dennis says.  "Pixies are so unpredictable, so... peculiar.  Codgery Tom might know one.  And there have been probable sightings.  Central Park by the Children's Zoo, the garden at Wave Hill... I've heard rumors.  But Pixies are fairly random."

"But they like flowers and young children," Edna says.

Amara looks at Brynn "Sure, it will be fun. I can get down to their level so it will be fun" she suddenly shrinks to about 12" high with her lower body a swirling mist as she floats about face level with  Brynn "Lets go find some pixies!

"Umm." Darren clears his throat uncertainly and stands. He's a fairly unspectacular looking young man dressed casually in faded jeans and a green button down shirt. "Did I hear you all say something about a disturbance among the Fae in the city? I think I'd like to help."
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Mouse barked happily and walked over to a small bundle by the door.  He nosed around for a moment then stood with a small bundle clasped in his jaws.

Walking back to Brynn, he shook out the bundle and laid the service dog gear at her feet, wagging his tail happily.

Brynn clapped her hands excitedly as the Djinn shrunk before her eyes and teased, "You're nearly pocket sized now. Makes for convenient traveling." She watched Mouse shuffle off to gather a disguise of sorts and hummed softly. She was about to comment when Darren Piped up. She looked at him and frowned slightly. It had been a while since she was at the library. Mouse she knew. Amara she knew. This person? She did not know.

Just because she didn't recognize him, didn't mean he wasn't to be trusted. If he was in this part of the library, he had to be associated with these workings. She grinned and said, "Um, sure? I'd prefer to know who you are before we go off traipsing after Pixies though."

She squatted down and retrieved the kit Mouse had brought over and began the process of gently dressing him in his disguise. She glanced over at the directors to look for approval or disapproval in their faces in regard to the human. She then looked back at Darren and smiled as she fastened the last of the buckles on Mouse as she waited for his response, or input from the others.

"I'm..." Darren hesitates, looking around at the others. "New here?"

He winces, the moment he says it, knowing he must sound foolish.

"That's obvious, of course. I mean that I just moved to the city, but if you think there's some kind of trouble with the spirits here I'd like to help if I can."

Amara becomes the same height as Darren "So you are really new? I have been here for a bit, I think 50 or 100 years but I am really old, too old to admit so a 100 years is like nothing I guess. But anyway, tell us about your self. And I will tell you about me if you want to know." she says in an almost perky voice as she walks around, not seeming to want to sit.

Mouse barks once, looking intently at Darren.  He wags his tale and nods in a particularly undog-like way.

He then sits by Brynn and waits for the stories to begin.

Darren studies Amara, blinking as he finds it hard to focus on her; almost as if she is shifting form before his eyes. Did she just say she'd been here for 100 years? He must have misheard, misunderstood.

"I don't know much to be honest," he admits. "I just moved here recently, though I'd been to the City before to see concerts or whatnot. There's not much, uh, magical about me, I guess; except that I've always had these really vivid dreams. From a friend, I think. She, the dreams, they told me I needed to come here, but I don't know why."

He shrugs.

"I've been poking around with... I guess you'd call the occult groups? For a couple months, but that makes them sound more sinister than some poorly showered kids with tattoos and nose rings; and all I've managed were some vague clues that I'd learn more at this library. I've been coming when I can and trying to do some... book research. Sounds like I might learn more on the streets, though."

"Ah, what is in the books can be so wrong. Like everyone thinks I should be all powerful and stuff, well at least according to Disney. So are you basically human?" she says looking at Darren.

Brynn listened to Darren tell his tale, and was a bit confused concerning how he made it this far into the library if he really didn't know much about what the real world was. However, there was a vetting process, and she respected it enough not to over-worry on the incidentals. If he was here, it was supposed to be and that worked for her.

She nodded as Amara responded. She said, "The wrong books yes. Most anything you find written at Barnes & Nobles certainly. Stick with us, we'll corrupt your sense of just about everything soon enough. You, um, might want to avoid the occult groups out there. Most are harmless. Others? They can be dangerous in the idea of misinformation that may cost you in this line of work."

She then smiled and looked at Amara. She grinned and sounded incredulous as she demanded, "You mean you aren't going to grant all those wishes I asked for when you first arrived at the library?" She sighed dramatically and squat down to pet Mouse as she said, "All of my preconceptions are being destroyed boy. I bet you're going to tell me you're just an ordinary mutt off the street next eh?" She wrapped an arm gently overaround him and hugged the dog, before she stood.

She said, "Ok. So, you're still new to field work. That's fine. I would suggest you listen to Amara, Mouse here, and I. We've been around the block a few times. Since you're new, you get to play the handler. I guess Amara could too if she wants." She picked at her clothes and said, "My cover identity doesn't really scream I have enough money to have a service animal, so I get to be free!" She twirled in place on the tiptoes of one foot, stopped, and asked, "We ready then? Last Pixie I ran into was in the park. Should we maybe start there? Or, do you think we have a better chance with visiting the scene of the crime as it were? I'd wager fairy gold Mouse here can get a trail to follow." She looked at the dog with a great deal of affection dancing merrily in her eyes.
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Mouse tilted his head to the side with a look that might almost be considered pensive.  The he stands and moves protectively to the left side of his new human friend.  If there is danger, the human will be the one most in need of protection.

As he stands next to Darren, the handle of his harness even with the man's hand, he looks back up at him.  His expression is notably impatient.

"If wishes were for the granting, what would be the point of life?" Dennis Flattery asks, rhetorically.

"Anyway, I've updated you on the news, I live this to you, now.  I have some work to do... and my periodontist appointment in the morning.  Good luck, all, we're counting on you."

"Let me know if you need anything," Edna adds helpfully.

OOC: Most of the characters have what we call "contacts", others that they know who live here, and were possibly involved in the characters' lives prior to the events of the game.

So I can start handing a few out, in pm:  (More to come!)

"Yes, I like to read and find out what the humans misconceptions are. But then I also love going out into the different pars and places. I really prefer the rooftop places of course. I have never known any of my kind that had a fear of heights." she giggles as she looks at everyone.

She looks at Brynn "And yes, you are not going to get any wishes from me unless it is food, drink or a ride. But I can make as many dog biscuits as I want" she says with a grin.

"So, lets get ready to head out and start asking questions. I know a few Sylph's that might know something. I know were they hang out. They are always fun to be with." she was not sure about Darren but he had gotten into the library some how. She figured she would find out soon enough.

Just let me know where the party is headed from here, and I will set up the next thread.

Basically human? Well, Darren's family had always wondered about his Uncle Roy, but probably not in the way they were considering. "Yeah, I suspect I'm about as much of a basic human as you're going to get."

He's known enough, of course, not to trust anything he found in the fantasy section of the bookstore, and he's tried to be careful who he's talked to, but he stops himself before he can start to protest to the others. If what they are saying is true these are real fairies. Anything he says about how little he knows is just going to make him look even stupider in their eyes than he already does.

"Thanks, I promise, I'll try to follow everyone's lead." He leans down to pat Mouse on the head, taking a closer look. Straightening, he wraps the leash around his hand and jingles it slightly. "Ready for a walk through Central Park, boy?"

"I suppose central park is a place to start. Then we can go see the Sylph's who might know something, unless anyone else has an idea. I am fine either way" she says as she starts floating around.

Brynn nodded her head and then shook it as they were asked if anywhere else might be a good start. She grinned and said, "Might want to keep your feet on the ground though Amara." She moved to the door, opened it, and swept her hand in a grand gesture. She said, "To adventure!"
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"Woof!"  Mouse barked a single excited bark.  His tale wagged furiously as he firmly led Darren towards the door.  For the briefest moment his eyes seemed to flicker like lambent emeralds.

Amara grins "Oh right. Stay on the ground." she says as she floats down and changes her size to a woman that is 5' 8".  "Now in my office, I have some roller blades. We could roll into central park" she says as she stops at the door.

When ready, the group can move on to Central Park.

Rather abruptly, one of the phones began to ring in the office.

Amara looks over at the phone and picks it up. "Hello. Can I help you?"

The voice on the other end was rather rushed, and began to speak quickly, "Umm...Hi. This is Julian. Julian Winters. I'm reporting some findings about our Troll...seems this thing is tying in with our Christmas Tree mystery."

He went quiet a moment before continuing, "...um...who's this?"

"Oh, this is Amara Tahan. So where are you? We will be there as soon as we can" she would be slowed down of course because some of these others could not fly.