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Changeling was fun. First of all, some in-game reminders. We ended the game on in-game Wednesday night.

Friday: Student-created dinner with Edward's class.
Saturday: Role-playing game convention.
Friday next: Big function at local House Fiona freehold.

Characters:

[livejournal.com profile] dodgyhoodoo: Silas Creech, a Sluagh Grump of a hermitous bent who prefers books to people.
[livejournal.com profile] neonchameleon: Lesley Smith, a Sidhe Wilder of House Gwydion with bishie good looks and insatiable curiosity.
[livejournal.com profile] weaselbitch: Edward (never got a last name), a Eshu Childling who's far too cute to be allowed.

So the next morning, after Silas enchanted Ella and entirely freaked her out, Silas arrived at the library and found that Ella was late. She came in dressed, most uncharacteristically, in jeans and a baggy, oversized turtleneck and perscription sunglasses instead of her usual big glasses, with her hair down. This is, everyone presumes, to hide the bruises. She's not talking and not admitting anything. Mundy police may get involved, but if she denies everything, the police will do nothing. So there is concern. They don't get a chance to talk, though, because there were annoying customers. Mrs Frohike, for example, over matters of books that were six months overdue and had been returned to a library in Enfield last week. And Mrs Horowitz, who never knows exactly what she wants. And then Ella went out to lunch. And then there were more annoying customers. And kids, but that was after school.

Meanwhile, Edward had been dropped off at his new school, which apparently put great emphasis on education and discipline. And the headmaster was creepy. And the teacher, Mr Rosenbaum, had bruises on his knuckles. And was trying to slip Bible study into the lesson plan. And it was all generally pants. And he saw Ella go into the school at lunchtime. Overall, sinkhole of banality.

Eventually, two plus two got put together, and it turned out that yes, Mr Rosenbaum was Ella's boyfriend. And Silas didn't want her going off home on her own, so he decided to ask some 'dead friends' to keep an eye on her. Indiscriminately. So while sitting at home, after Olaf-provided curry dinner, they switched on the news and saw Mr Rosenbaum being bundled into a car, raving about demons and hellfire, and someone being loaded into an ambulance. It turned out that, while he'd meant his 'friends' to be keeping an eye, Silas didn't know anything about Spectres. Some of those evil little buggers had followed the wraiths, set Mr Rosenbaum insane and got him attacking Ella with every knife in the knife block at home. It was a mess.

So they went off to St George's emergency room to wait for news on Ella's condition. They met a good cabbie by the name of Mark, who apparently worships many and any gods going, and has their icons all over his cab. They got to the waiting room, and Edward got bored. And started playing with the vending machine buttons. And got flapjacks. And Turkish Delight. From machines that didn't sell them. And then something went wrong and the Turkish Delight kept on coming, burying the waiting room. Some of the Turkish Delight grew legs or wings. Edward started offering the enchanged Turkish Delight to the waiting room people. And they ate them. And went enchanted. So there was a room full of enchanted mundys and three Changelings. That was amusing. And Edward wandered off and met a sick little girl at the hospital, who couldn't eat the Turkish Delight because it would interfere with her meds. Talking to her got Edward all altruistic about the "reading to the sick kids" programme offered by the local library. Eventually, he got dragged out and Silas was left, among the enchanted mundys and the Turkish Delight, to wait for news of Ella.

News came in the form of a Nocker ER doctor. Ella had been badly damaged and would be in hospital at least a week, but was stable and could have visitors next morning. The doctor (Dr Goldman) accused Silas (rightly) of bringing a childling into the ER waiting room, told him to never bring the childling anywhere without a bag of games and whatnot first, and ushered the Sluagh out. And that was the end of that.

Next day, Silas went to visit Ella, who was rather upset about a) the nearly dying, b) her home and all her possessions burning, c) picking a bad boyfriend and d) the inevitable paperwork and interviews with insurance people over the whole mess. Silas did try to cheer her up and offer help, but it was all a little too weird for her, so she told him to call her if he needed help at the library and went to talk to police. Silas went to the library. And if you've ever read "The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day", you get an idea of how badly Silas' day went. Mrs Frohike came back with her husband and drove away library visitors in droves, Mrs Horowitz monopolised him for 45 minutes because he couldn't decipher what books she wanted and, when the kids finally turned up after school, they were full of questions for Mr Creech, asking him to tell the story of how he ate Mr Rosenbaum's sanity ("How does sanity taste, Mr Creech?" and the resulting response of "Like paisley" led to children cutting up their own socks to see what paisley tastes like) and chanting "Munch! Munch! Munch!"

This was Edward's fault. He told the story of how Mr Creech ate Mr Rosenbaum's sanity and he went mad and kill-crazy and had to be locked away. This was before being introduced to the new supply teacher, a Miss Carter, whose first action was to take the class outside, torch the old lesson plan and roast marshmallows over it. Then got permission slips out to take the kids on maths outings to the local market and so forth as required by her lesson plan. Then told them that the parents needed to talk to her, she generally stopped for a pint of cider at the Red Lion between seven and eight. All of this led Edward to believe that she wasn't just your average mundy. So he took those tales back to Silas and Lesley, who intended to meet this woman.

Meanwhile, Silas could not take any more of the mess that ensued without Ella around, and wished for a way to fix her. Edward, who has Rememberance at 5, recalled that a magic man used to work in Camden, a few doors down from The Trod Less Travelled, their 'local' freehold bar. They called Mark, who took them down there in a rather quick route that seemed to miss out Stockwell and the entire West End. A peek through Kenning showed a mage, which impressed them a bit. And off they went to meet a mage named Rachel who stuck Edward in an enchanted bean bag and gagged him with a living Chocolate Frog, then whipped up a healing draught that contained apparently random herbs, Coke and a live snail. She tested it to ensure it worked, then handed a bottle of it to the Changelings. Then bottled the rest for use by Mark, if ever he needed it when he and that other chantry bunch went 'Malkie-baiting'. There may be some AU crossover here, but I'm making no promises. They took the draught to Ella, who drank it after some persuasion, and Lesley convinced the nurses that Dr Goldman had pulled off a medical miracle to ensure Ella healed so fast. They left Edward in the car with Mark, as requested by Dr Goldman, and got the hell out of Dodge with Ella, who had clothes courtesy Mark (had bought them for his sister but she hated them) but no shoes, and headed to the pub.

Miss Carter (Felicity) is a Boggan, and intensely helpful. She got them drinks, then hit them all with the fact that the headmaster of Edward's school (Mr Manning) is a Dauntain. These are basically anti-Fae; capable of pulling the Glamour out of anything and leaving them entirely banal. This obviously didn't impress anyone, and Lesley agreed to take a temporary job as a supply teacher for the age 5-6 class (kindergarten) so that he could keep an eye on things as well. Ella, meanwhile, was having a minor freakout because, while on a trip to the loo, had seen a woman with a squirrel tail. And a Redcap in the kitchen of the pub. Apparently, she was free of the Chrysalis and was now full-on Eshu, dressed in red and gold. This rang bells with Rememberance-5-Edward, who recalled the Commoner Queen of the days of old.

The Commoner Queen is a Changeling legend I pulled right out of my own arse, so bear with me. She was an Eshu, always dressed in red and gold, who travelled all the freeholds and courts, never tying herself to one because she believed her gifts should be given equally to all freeholds, all courts and all houses. That, unfortunately for her, included the Unseelie courts. One day, she went to a House Balor court and was never seen again. No one knows for sure what happened to her, but some stories say they simply killed her, and others say that she was put under a terrible curse for refusing to be assigned to them. The latter tale states that the curse was blinding in nature -- her eyes and tongue were removed, and she was cursed to be forever blind, stuck in eternal Slumber, with the codicil "no prince will ever enchant you to un-enchant you". And then she was killed. Or so ran the legend. Of course, a Sluagh grump is as far as you can get from a prince without literally being a frog, so when he fed her that enchanted Pocky stick out of pure desperation, he began freeing her from the curse. And his setting Spectres on Mr Rosenbaum, thereby freeing Ella from evil Banal boyfriend, finished the job, as much because it was unintentional as because of his lack of princeliness. In any case, Edward told the others this and Lesley was rather impressed, having thought that the Commoner Queen was just a legend. Silas isn't entirely impressed that he is the anti-prince, but he should be used to it, because he has his own legend: he's been known as The Vengeful One in past lives, and sent dog-hog-bat-nun-things into bullies' dreams.

In any case, next day came along and Lesley had his first day as a supply teacher. While Edward had fun doing collages in class, Lesley was discovering that the kindergarten contingent of the school had gone almost entirely banal due to a really sucky and probably Dauntain former teacher, who'd been driven somewhat batshit by a member of the class, an angelic-looking five-year-old boy who writes cursive and reads Morte D'Arthur. Lesley was very curious about him, but didn't get a straight answer out of him before he ran off to lunch. The blond angelic-looking boy (Marcus) was rescued from bullies by Edward, who then played pirates with him and another girl from the kindergarten class (also somehow escaping full banality), until Mr Manning, the Dauntain headmaster, came up, confiscated Morte D'Arthur as a banned book and took Marcus to the headmaster's office. Edward didn't get to see what Mr Manning did to Marcus, and Lesley got waylaid by the gym teacher (another friend of Mr Manning's), but when Marcus came back to the class, he was nearly as banal as the other kids. This was a source of great concern.

The rest of the afternoon was pretty standard. Edward told the tale of The Vengeful One (stating emphatically that The Vengeful One was not Mr Creech, while pretty much intimiating that it was Mr Creech) while explaining his dog-hog-bat-nun-thing collage, setting a group of schoolchildren over to the library to ask Mr Creech about the whole thing. Lesley made plans to feed his entire class enchanted carrot cake, which would occasion a trip to The Trod Less Travelled later, and Ella, who seemed to be feeling much better, went shopping and told off Mrs Frohike. Edward took a copy of the banned book list, provided by the ever-helpful Miss Carter, to the local second-hand bookstore, prompting the owner to put the books together on a shelf under the sign: "Local school banned these: ASK ME WHY!" And they've got an invite to a 'do at a House Fiona Court in a Notting Hill freehold next week.

So it's all go for the Changelings. And [livejournal.com profile] weaselbitch will soon have quotes. Woo-hoo.

Date: 2006-04-02 10:49 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] aberrantangels
Piping hot glazed raised damn, you lot have fun. ("Mundys"? Have you been introduced to Fables, or did you come up with that'n off your own bat?)

I've been meaning to add a fifth keyword to this icon, if I could decide which; I may go with "we're not just fictional device".

Date: 2006-04-02 10:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thessalian.livejournal.com
I have read Fables, yes, but only the first two volumes (we can't find 3 anywhere).

As for the fun, thank you. I aim to please, and they aim to cause as much havoc as humanly possible.

Date: 2006-04-02 11:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nadriel.livejournal.com
Well, if it's anything like Mage, we don't aim to cause mayhem. It just kinda crops up...

Date: 2006-04-02 11:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] neonchameleon.livejournal.com
they aim to cause as much havoc as humanly possible.

Ahem!

(And not all the havoc is intentional...)

Date: 2006-04-02 11:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thessalian.livejournal.com
Inhumanly? Changelingly? What?

Date: 2006-04-03 02:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] neonchameleon.livejournal.com
Faely sounds best, I think.

Date: 2006-04-03 03:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] neonchameleon.livejournal.com
This obviously didn't impress anyone, and Lesley agreed to take a temporary job as a supply teacher for the age 5-6 class (kindergarten) so that he could keep an eye on things as well.

Oh, Lesley was impressed. And slightly scared. But his vision of what changelings are involves opposing both the Unseelie and the Dawntain on principle.

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