(IC) Miranda Watson: Information Aquisition

This week could not get any more fucked up. This is all making a kind of sense that's not. First, Crazy Aunt Lis sends me an email with some occult rubbings attached looking for information on it. No-one in the coven could really tell exactly what they were other than a script used by the Nephandi. Great. Just what I need. Crazy old relatives sending me information on Nephandi. This does not bode well for my nice long life and spinsterly end at a ripe old age.

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(IC) Lisa Stall: Always Kill the Messenger

This evening appeared to start as a fairly uneventful as they come. Miranda left early. She seemed all to eager to get away from everyone here. Not that I blame her. Father Pope-Wannabe looked like he was going to go on another Q&A spree and Crunchy Kniggit looked far too absorbed in the soft porn writings of Anne Rice. Fortunately they stayed in their rooms for most of the evening. I'm not really sure where the Trickster woman went off to, but she didn't seem to cause any immediately noticeable harm...

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