a meeting of minds

[Mordechai]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--


Mordechai: Mordechai leaned quietly against the abandoned factory, he had used the drafting bench inside to fashion more smoke bombs, and as he did his mind had wandered. He analyzed how the team raid, and how they had done. Lorelai had run low on ears. It hadn't been a real problem as he always kept spares with him, but it had given him pause. She was newly turned, and might not have the resources and contacts to acquire the ingredients needed. He already supplied a few ritualist with assets he had relocated, he could still take on one more. She was a telepath, but many did not like mind to mind speech so he used TtT...Thought to Text, and fired a message off to her *text* Lorelai, I am beginning a scavenger run, are there any ingredients, of which you require a supply?

Lorelai: Lorelai had just retrieved a relic she’d learned about over the internet when the message came through. She turned the thing over inn her hands as she considered the question. Did she need anything? The relic stole her attention. It looked like one she’d given Pru but she couldn’t be sure. She’d probably give it to Levi if it was like the one shed given Pru a while back. She didn’t recall the name of it. The names didn’t matter. *tele* I don’t believe I need anything thank you. I don’t really do much of anything that would require me needing anything.

Mordechai: The message entered his mind, and he slipped his phone away, instead going mind to mind, it was so much easier. *tele* "I had remembered you running short on ears and was just checking, I often supply oils, chems, and such to a few friends that dabble in rituals. They say it is hard to find some of these items in quantity. So i was just offering my services"

Lorelai: *tele* Oh. Yes. Zombie ears are always useful. It is those that I use in the raids. I really only do the open door ritual as I have little use for anything else. Thank you for the offer.

Mordechai: Mordechai nodded to himself, he still had marie flitting around Corvidae with her new guns, they would have a good stock of ears soon *tele* "Ears will be take care of, I must have misunderstood Pru when she said you specialized in rituals"

Lorelai: *tele* Oh no. I do. I mean. I can. I’m extremely good at them. I just don’t have much reason to do them outside of the raids. I am currently re-learning how to command the fae to procure items for me. Once I do that, I may require needles and the bones of the creatures in the catacombs. The skeletal ones… But until then. I am concentrating my efforts on erasing the evidence our kind eaves behind. I’m also helping ghosts to move on, daily. I have developed a very good rhythm.

Mordechai: Nodding to himself he realized she spent most of her time hacking, and considered making her a small gift of a few source codes, as he decided that she was refering to ancient zombies. They were probably a little more than marie could handle, but he could make occasional forays when the hunters led him near Cherrydale. Syringes, they littered the floor of the gangland slums everywhere, marie could handle that. *tele* "I will make sure that the items you might need in the future are stockpiled." He paused a moment then continued with a query "Ghosts?" he had seen many things in Harper Rock and wondered if she referred to the spirits that sometime wandered around the city streets.

Lorelai: His reply made her sigh. It wasn’t him being charitable that worried her, she could understand and appreciate that. It was the one word question that made her hang her head, but he deserved a reply. *tele* “I see people’s ghosts. They need things. Help. I send messages to their loved ones and bring them peace of mind.”

Mordechai: Mordechai considered her answer, the immediate thought that went thru his mind was a movie he had once watched, where a little boy had said "I see dead people" to some it may have been funny, and as a human he might have laughed, but he had learned there was often truth behind Hollywood myths. Hell, he was the truth of one myth. *tele* "How do you help them, and how do they speak to you?" the serious intent of his thought rode his words across the city to the young telepath.

Lorelai: Lorelai shrugged but of course he couldn’t see that. *tele* “They mainly want me to tell people things. So I email them. If I can. Or I write notes and leave them for people. Pru doesn’t want me talking to people directly. It might attract unwanted attention.”

Mordechai: The corners of his lips twitched as he remembered meeting Pru as a fledgling, the red head at been instrumental in him becoming who he was, though she could not pick pockets worth a damn, *tele* "Pru is very smart, I learned much from her. She was an important part of making me who I am. It would behoove you to listen to her, and do as she says. She looks young, but has an old soul"

Lorelai: Lorelai nodded. She could agree with that. Pru was actually younger than her but she had a lot more experience, not only in this life, but I her previous one two. In some ways every child in the city had more life experience than Lorelai. Not that she minded. She could never regret her upbringing. *tele* I know. Pru is wonderful. Thank you for thinking of me. I really appreciate it.
Mordechai: Mordechai considered her words, she seemed, eager? to please he wonder at the toll answering to all the ghost of the city cost her. he knew of many that could attribute their demise to him. A thought gnawed at the edge of his awareness. *tele* "They speak to you, but could not others do the actual messenger part? Something to ease the strain you must feel?" He knew that his time spent train with wraiths was very draining to him, and figured ghosts would not be to far removed on the family tree from wraiths.

Lorelai: *tele* “No. I don’t know anyone that could do it. It has to be me. I don’t mind. Honestly. And I get time to rest when Pru and Levi are around. They tend to leave me alone then.”

Mordechai: Mordechai found it odd that only a note delivered by her, or an email sent by her, would suffice. It only seemed logical to him that if the message was sent, it was all the same to the ghost. He didn't voice his reservations tho, it was her life to run as she saw fit. It was interesting tho that she was left alone when she was near Pru. It could be that it had something to do with Pru sireing her, and the nearness calming her blood. He wouldn't know, his sire was the poster child for latchkey mom's. This Levi though, the killer wondered what his connection was. Pru had never introduced him to a 'Levi' *tele* "Who is this Levi you speak of?"

Lorelai: Lorelai doesn’t feel much like talking about Ana, she never does, so she tries to be vague in her reply. *tele* He’s family. He comes in the raid with us. He’s her grandchild. He’s lovely. He’s a nice guy.

Mordechai: Mordechai's forehead creased, did she mean Pru's grandchilde? He had not been in close proximity in the raid to anyone that smelt of Pru. Even lorelai gave no physical clues with her body, but her actions were unmistakable. She belonged to Pru. Could CC have sired another? his kennedy had not mentioned anything to him. must be the other one that was still in the city, *tele* "I have not met him yet, how long ago did...jessica, sire him?"

[Lorelai]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Lorelai: She scratches at her head as she wonders who Jessica is.
*tele* “I don’t know who she is. He’s Ana’s. CC’s. But he spends more time with Pru and I.”

Mordechai: Mordechai frowned, he wondered if his kennedy knew that CC had sired another. That he spent time with Pru was good, she would teach him, or help him, if he allowed it. He wondered what kind of male CC would have chosen to turn, but as his thoughts turned to kennedy, he realized that not all of CC's choices had been bad. *tele* ''I am glad that he is able to help you. Jessica is another of Pru's creations, I have not seen her recently, but I still sense that she is in the city

Lorelai: The names mean nothing to Lorelai, though she half saddened by this fact. She was supposed to have asked more about her siblings, it just seemed that every time that Pru was around that her mind went blank.
*tele* I will ask Pru about them at some point. I haven’t met all that many people.

Mordechai: *tele* In that i can empathize, I seldom reach outside the small circle I call family. Pru has brought you inside of that small circle, unless you prove yourself unadaptable.

Lorelai: *tele* Oh I hope I never disappoint Pru.

Mordechai: *tele* Prudence is usually forgiving with in her brood...until someone repeatedly does irreconcilable actions, repeatedly.

Lorelai: Lorelai begins to panic a little. A life without Pru in it. It was unthinkable. *tele* Would she...? Could she...? I don't think I could live without Pru.

Mordechai: Even tho the conversation was just a meeting of the minds, Mordechai could feel the panic starting up in Lorelai's voice. *tele* Calm your self little mouse. Pru is very forgiving, and protective of those she turns.

Lorelai: *tele* I’m sorry. I just… I can’t be without Pru. She’s amazing.
She’s clearly in awe of the woman, so much so that the fear disappears entirely as she says that last sentence.

Mordechai: A low chuckle escapes the normally laconic killer as the mouse's moods changed with a whim. There is something odd about her and her connection to her sire, though he has yet to place it. He shook his head as he thought over his last talk with Pru about her 'mad sniffer'. One corner of his lips quirked up as he replied *tele* Yes, yes she is. A question, for you I know you both hack and do rituals, but which do you most excel at?

Lorelai: *tele* Rituals. I was a lot better at them before, when I was… alive. I didn’t find them nearly as draining either. Everything is harder in this life. I don’t really like it. But please don’t tell Pru I said that. She doesn’t like it when I say I’d rather be dead than what I am now.

Mordechai: Mordechai paused as he considered her words. He had regretted his turning for almost a whole day, so he could sense a little of what she felt. He thought of the one thing that enlightened his being now, and wondered if he should share it with the fledgling *tele* Not all is harder, somethings just take adaptation. Getting use to. Perhaps I can help in some way?

Lorelai: Lorelai shook her head, not that the man could see.
*tele*I doubt you could change my mind Mordechai. Not even Pru has been able to do that and I’m sure that she could do anything she sets her mind too. I knew of vampires before my turning and I never once considered this to be a road which I would want to follow. I was to live, love and die. As all mortal creatures must.

Mordechai: The killer paused as he realized there might have been a slight miscommunication *tele* I would not attempt to change your mind, just possibly ease your existence here

Lorelai: Lorelai considers his words for a moment and once more shakes her head, though there is no-one there to see it.
*tele* It’s very kind of you to want to try Mordechai but I don’t believe there is anything anyone could say to me that would ease the pain I feel in my heart.

Mordechai: The pain in her words is the final straw, if she wishes it, he will share the thing that keeps him sane in this world *tele* Do you remember the night Pru invited us out to meet some of her other friends, at the handlebar?

Lorelai: Lorelai nods. She remembered the night quite well as it was anything but forgettable.
*tele* Yes. I do.

Mordechai: *tele* there was a woman in a purple gown, sat upon my lap, named kennedy.....

Lorelai: Lorelai wasn't sure what he was getting at. She couldn't fail to recall who Kennedy was, just for the simple fact that she’d been the one to separate her from Pru.
*tele* Yes. I remember Kennedy.

Mordechai: since kindergarten, his reports and evaluations had always notated "has problems with authority, and does no play well with others" but he would try this time. *tele* there have been many time when i began to slip into a dark hole of despair. She has saved me every time. I am of no use to anyone, but perhaps if you met and talked with her, she could add a touch of light to your soul as she does mine.

Lorelai: Now it was a little easier to understand. Mordechai was obviously deeply in love with Kennedy and she was therefore his reason to live. Lorelai had, had two of those and had lost them both in a relatively short space of time; one partner, one baby and her own life, all taken from her in the letter months of 2014.
*tele* You are lucky to feel that way but I doubt you want Kennedy to have the same effect on me as she does on you.
She could hardly tell the man that his light hadn’t inspired any such joyful feelings in her. It likely wasn’t her fault though, as Pru did have a tendency to eclipse every and all other presence in any room she was in.

Mordechai: Mordechai was puzzled as to why he would not want the woman to feel emotions other than sadness and depression, but knew better than to argue with a female, it was always best to just nod and smile, *tele* It is your choice, but if you wish, I am sure she would love another friend.

Lorelai: Lorelai wasn’t the sort to withhold friendship from anyone, she was readily accepting of pretty much everyone that crossed her path.
*tele* I will keep that in mind. Thank you. I…I don’t wish to appear to be rude but I probably should stop talking to you now as I have a guest.

Mordechai: Mordechai nodded to himself, he had offered the help he could, and would continue to keep an eye out for her, she was Pru's so that made her family. *tele* It is not rude to turn your attention to a guest, I will be around. If you have need of materials, my offer stands

Lorelai: *tele* Thank you for thinking of me.

Mordechai: *tele* Be safe, and good hunting