Today was a hard day...
Excerpts from Raniah's* journal...
...Today was an excellent day for sneaking! I was on my way to take a good look at the 'Restricted' section of the Luxor (His Nibs gave me authorization!), when I saw Jack and Tabitha talking to one another in the dining room. I HAD to know what they were talking about, so I snuck under a nearby table to listen. I was a little worried about Tabitha spotting me (it's like she has eyes in the back of her head sometimes!), but not Jack; he's already proven he's as unobservant as a stick. Neither of them noticed me (I AM THE BEST AT SNEAKING, YAY!), but I think they were talking in one another's heads. Because they would start to say something good and then fall silent! It was so frustrating! And the other person wouldn't reach out and choke the answer from the first person, which I would do if the other person just stopped talking as soon as they reached a good point, so they MUST have been talking in secret.
I'm going to have to sneak into Tabitha's apartment some time. There are secrets there. I just KNOW it.
After they stopped talking, I continued on upstairs to where it got Restricted. I spent a long time prowling around in air vents and ducks and above the ceiling. I love drop ceilings. They must have been invented by a Bastet. I found some cool places, including what looked almost like a mini-lounge area, filled with lots of book cases and things. The room off of that was filled with big drawers, built right in the middle of the walls! They were padlocked and I was GONNA call His Nibs to see if I could get him to stick his head through the drawers and see what was inside, because sometimes padlocks keep people from sneaking in, and other times they're to keep things from getting out, but then I had to call him anyway because the whole stupid room was blocked by invisible walls. Even the ceiling! I HATE invisible walls. At least this time I wasn't running though.
So I called His Nibs to come in and see if he could get through it. He could, but only a little--he clawed a circle so tine even he had to struggle to get through. He peered into the drawers and said they were filled with dead bodies. Except we don't think they're dead-dead; they weren't stinky or rotting and the drawers weren't that cold. They didn't have stakes in their hearts, but it was daytime, and Shelly looks a lot like she's dead in the day time. But why would they have vampires all padlocked away? Shouldn't they be earning their keep, too?
Since I couldn't get down into the room to explore, I went back out into the first room. There was a cabinet that they wanted me to go through (it was locked, which is practically an invitation, right?) and found a lot of cups and bowls and knives and things. I'd say it was like a china cabinet, but nothing matched and there were no plates or forks. Also, the last people to put stuff away weren't very neat; the whole cabinet reeked of blood. I'm not going to cast aspersions on other people's cleanliness, but when everyone gets sick from eating off of dirty plates, no one can say I didn't tell them so.
Okay, well, I didn't tell anyway. BUT I THOUGHT IT. And that's what counts.
There were also lots of bookshelves everywhere. That was nice, because I'm finding out just how ignorant I am. I checked out the locked bookshelf first, but all the books were written in foreign languages or hurt my eyes to look at. I got into a staring contest with an eyeball in a book spine, and I won! Stupid eyeball. I'm a cat!
I'm almost positive that bookshelf was filled with magic books.
The other ones weren't locked and seemed more regular. There were a bunch of books about the weirdos in the city, but none about the Bastet (which is sadmaking, but understandable. We're not stupid enough to leave all our secrets written DOWN!)
Then what, pray tell, are you doing now, my dear? Also, I do not believe 'His Nibs' is a respectful way to discuss His Majesty, the King of Cats.
BY SELINE, I TOLD YOU TO STOP READING MY DIARY! IT'S LIKE BRAIN WADING!
So I stole a few of the books about the weirdos and brought them back with me so I can learn more about things. I fluffed the remaining books so it wouldn't be obvious they were missing and snuck back out. But I wasn't done. Oh no. There was still somewhere else I had to go: Sheol Sioal Shall Shialdred's room. (If she wanted me to spell her name right, she would have had an easier name!) I snuck through more vents and got into her quarters. She was writing in a big book; I don't know what language it was, but it wasn't English. Or Devanagari, but I think it had a similar root. Some of the characters looked kind of the same. She was humming something, too. It was pretty, but I don't know the song. I didn't go into her suite and look around; she's the head of all the weirdos and she didn't get there by being careless. Instead, I just watched and loosened the screws around the vent and then she got a phone call. She went into what I thought was a closet, but it might be a whole new room or it might be MAGIC and while I wanted to sneak in and look around and maybe find some secrets, I decided I'd done enough prep work for one day and crept back out.
Still, now I have some news books and stuff to think about!
...Today was a day for talking. But talking made me sad. I was sneaking after Tabitha, because I want to know more about her. I just KNOW she has secrets! I've been trying to find out where she lives, so I can sneak in when she was busy, but I haven't been able to find her hotel room. And today she spotted me! I don't even know how! She didn't even turn around! There's something sneaky about her.
But since she knew I was there, I asked if we could talk, because she somehow knows EVERYTHING. She knows more about being a Bastet than I do! And even Shuldred respects her and confides in her. She didn't bring me back to her room (dammit!) but we did talk.
And she told me about the Impurgeum. I think that's spelled right. Cause it was a purge! A purge of almost all the Changing Breeds. By the Garou! Because they thought that we had secrets (which we did, duh) and that we were evil and corrupt. Which we weren't! They killed off almost all Mokolays and the Guh-rowls, and the Annie-somethings, and maybe even the Nagas! They tried to kill off all the Bastets, but we were too sneaky and cunning for them, which is why there's a lot of us left. Or there were, before the End of Everything. I don't think I like the Garou anymore. Or the Korvax, because they told the Garou where everyone could be found in exchange for not getting killed themselves.
(The Korvax do NOT speak for the trees. I asked Tabitha about it. She said that that book (and the Cat in the Hat) weren't secret books for Bastets. But that Cat is so tricksy and smart! But Tabitha is smart too, and said no.)
But, anyway, Tabitha told me to talk to Jack about the war before I decided whether or not I wanted to talk to him anymore. She said he might have a good reason for not telling me all of this. I hope for his sake he does.
I also told Tabitha about the Dark Day. With Mom. I hope she still likes me.
Dammit! I just realized that I had so much to think about after that talk, I forgot about tailing her afterwards! Ugh! But, on the other hand, I learned a lot. And even if they aren't secrets, they're new to me.
...OH NO! THE BABY! How could I have forgotten about the baby?! We have to find it! But...I'm so sleepy. I can barely keep my eyes open. It's gettng hard to rite. I shld leave a note for Shelly. 1st I gotta hide my diary. So glad Mr. T's back in his super-hidey spot. With traps. Why am I so sleepy? Maybe I shld ask
Why, what is this? A diary left out? A lesser cat would read this, but not I! I will just put this back in the very clever and secret hiding place it goes. Not that I know where that is. If this ends up in the right place, it is a fortuitous and lucky accident!
...I AM THE WORST PERSON IN THE WORLD! I shouldn't be allowed near good people! I should be...I don't know, declawed and put into a cage or kept far away from people so I can't hurt anyone. It's like the Dark Day, but WORSE, because I'm not a kitten anymore. I know how to control myself. And it wasn't an accident.
I hurt Ben today.
I fell asleep again. Sometimes I do that. I fall asleep for days and days and days and I can't be woken up at all. Shelly saw me do this before, in the desert, but I guess this time she got scared. So she asked Ben to come up to our room and look around for the books I've been hiding and see if there's any information in there about my sleepy spells.
THEY ARE SUCH GOOD FRIENDS TO ME! AND I AM AWFUL!
Because, you see, I didn't know that! I just know that I woke up this morning and looked around and there was Ben, on Shelly's bed, with Mr. T! I was so scared I didn't even think! I just switched to my Chatro form and attacked him! I raked him but good with my claws. Blood was everywhere! I ripped right through his clothes and his skin and left gouges on his ribs! And I was gonna hurt him again--but he gave me back Mr. T's mirror. Then Shelly woke up and explained that they were just trying to help me and I realized how bad Ben was hurt and how awful I was for attacking a friend and felt really, really bad! I licked his wounds healed and then felt just AWFUL and I started thinking about how this was just as bad as the Dark Day, when I pushed Mama, except at least she was trying to hurt me and Ben was just helping and I am a horrible, horrible person!
Maybe I have rabies?
So I just turned and ran away, breaking down my door to try to get out of there. Ben called for me to wait and for a minute I almost wanted to, but I couldn't face him after being so awful. I turned into my panther form and just ran and ran and ran. I couldn't even think, I just had to get away. I didn't even know where I went, until I found myself in the vents in Sheoldrud's room. She heard me crying and convinced me to come out and gave me warm milk and let me nap. She tried to tell me that I'm not awful, but she's wrong. I am.
I think tomorrow morning, I'm going to go back to the room and get my stuff. Shelly deserves better than to room with an...with an animal.
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* My Bagheera Bastet in
ddrpolaris's Post-Apocalyptic OWoD campaign. She is young, only 19, and was 6/7 when the Apocalypse happened. Considering my ignorance of almost everything WoD related, her ignorance is quite handy because I don't have to pretend like I don't know any of the things she wouldn't know, yay!
Raniah is a different character for me: young, relatively innocent, non-manipulative, forthright, direct, and noble in her own, chaotic good kind of way. She is one of the nicest, kindest, and least selfish people in the party. This can only end poorly for her, as
k1ttycat and
thorgodoft are also playing. Their characters are...less nice.
[Moving over to Dreamwidth. Catch me over there as booksomewench. This entry cross-posted to both sites. Feel free to comment here or there.]
...Today was an excellent day for sneaking! I was on my way to take a good look at the 'Restricted' section of the Luxor (His Nibs gave me authorization!), when I saw Jack and Tabitha talking to one another in the dining room. I HAD to know what they were talking about, so I snuck under a nearby table to listen. I was a little worried about Tabitha spotting me (it's like she has eyes in the back of her head sometimes!), but not Jack; he's already proven he's as unobservant as a stick. Neither of them noticed me (I AM THE BEST AT SNEAKING, YAY!), but I think they were talking in one another's heads. Because they would start to say something good and then fall silent! It was so frustrating! And the other person wouldn't reach out and choke the answer from the first person, which I would do if the other person just stopped talking as soon as they reached a good point, so they MUST have been talking in secret.
I'm going to have to sneak into Tabitha's apartment some time. There are secrets there. I just KNOW it.
After they stopped talking, I continued on upstairs to where it got Restricted. I spent a long time prowling around in air vents and ducks and above the ceiling. I love drop ceilings. They must have been invented by a Bastet. I found some cool places, including what looked almost like a mini-lounge area, filled with lots of book cases and things. The room off of that was filled with big drawers, built right in the middle of the walls! They were padlocked and I was GONNA call His Nibs to see if I could get him to stick his head through the drawers and see what was inside, because sometimes padlocks keep people from sneaking in, and other times they're to keep things from getting out, but then I had to call him anyway because the whole stupid room was blocked by invisible walls. Even the ceiling! I HATE invisible walls. At least this time I wasn't running though.
So I called His Nibs to come in and see if he could get through it. He could, but only a little--he clawed a circle so tine even he had to struggle to get through. He peered into the drawers and said they were filled with dead bodies. Except we don't think they're dead-dead; they weren't stinky or rotting and the drawers weren't that cold. They didn't have stakes in their hearts, but it was daytime, and Shelly looks a lot like she's dead in the day time. But why would they have vampires all padlocked away? Shouldn't they be earning their keep, too?
Since I couldn't get down into the room to explore, I went back out into the first room. There was a cabinet that they wanted me to go through (it was locked, which is practically an invitation, right?) and found a lot of cups and bowls and knives and things. I'd say it was like a china cabinet, but nothing matched and there were no plates or forks. Also, the last people to put stuff away weren't very neat; the whole cabinet reeked of blood. I'm not going to cast aspersions on other people's cleanliness, but when everyone gets sick from eating off of dirty plates, no one can say I didn't tell them so.
Okay, well, I didn't tell anyway. BUT I THOUGHT IT. And that's what counts.
There were also lots of bookshelves everywhere. That was nice, because I'm finding out just how ignorant I am. I checked out the locked bookshelf first, but all the books were written in foreign languages or hurt my eyes to look at. I got into a staring contest with an eyeball in a book spine, and I won! Stupid eyeball. I'm a cat!
I'm almost positive that bookshelf was filled with magic books.
The other ones weren't locked and seemed more regular. There were a bunch of books about the weirdos in the city, but none about the Bastet (which is sadmaking, but understandable. We're not stupid enough to leave all our secrets written DOWN!)
Then what, pray tell, are you doing now, my dear? Also, I do not believe 'His Nibs' is a respectful way to discuss His Majesty, the King of Cats.
BY SELINE, I TOLD YOU TO STOP READING MY DIARY! IT'S LIKE BRAIN WADING!
So I stole a few of the books about the weirdos and brought them back with me so I can learn more about things. I fluffed the remaining books so it wouldn't be obvious they were missing and snuck back out. But I wasn't done. Oh no. There was still somewhere else I had to go: Sheol Sioal Shall Shialdred's room. (If she wanted me to spell her name right, she would have had an easier name!) I snuck through more vents and got into her quarters. She was writing in a big book; I don't know what language it was, but it wasn't English. Or Devanagari, but I think it had a similar root. Some of the characters looked kind of the same. She was humming something, too. It was pretty, but I don't know the song. I didn't go into her suite and look around; she's the head of all the weirdos and she didn't get there by being careless. Instead, I just watched and loosened the screws around the vent and then she got a phone call. She went into what I thought was a closet, but it might be a whole new room or it might be MAGIC and while I wanted to sneak in and look around and maybe find some secrets, I decided I'd done enough prep work for one day and crept back out.
Still, now I have some news books and stuff to think about!
...Today was a day for talking. But talking made me sad. I was sneaking after Tabitha, because I want to know more about her. I just KNOW she has secrets! I've been trying to find out where she lives, so I can sneak in when she was busy, but I haven't been able to find her hotel room. And today she spotted me! I don't even know how! She didn't even turn around! There's something sneaky about her.
But since she knew I was there, I asked if we could talk, because she somehow knows EVERYTHING. She knows more about being a Bastet than I do! And even Shuldred respects her and confides in her. She didn't bring me back to her room (dammit!) but we did talk.
And she told me about the Impurgeum. I think that's spelled right. Cause it was a purge! A purge of almost all the Changing Breeds. By the Garou! Because they thought that we had secrets (which we did, duh) and that we were evil and corrupt. Which we weren't! They killed off almost all Mokolays and the Guh-rowls, and the Annie-somethings, and maybe even the Nagas! They tried to kill off all the Bastets, but we were too sneaky and cunning for them, which is why there's a lot of us left. Or there were, before the End of Everything. I don't think I like the Garou anymore. Or the Korvax, because they told the Garou where everyone could be found in exchange for not getting killed themselves.
(The Korvax do NOT speak for the trees. I asked Tabitha about it. She said that that book (and the Cat in the Hat) weren't secret books for Bastets. But that Cat is so tricksy and smart! But Tabitha is smart too, and said no.)
But, anyway, Tabitha told me to talk to Jack about the war before I decided whether or not I wanted to talk to him anymore. She said he might have a good reason for not telling me all of this. I hope for his sake he does.
I also told Tabitha about the Dark Day. With Mom. I hope she still likes me.
Dammit! I just realized that I had so much to think about after that talk, I forgot about tailing her afterwards! Ugh! But, on the other hand, I learned a lot. And even if they aren't secrets, they're new to me.
...OH NO! THE BABY! How could I have forgotten about the baby?! We have to find it! But...I'm so sleepy. I can barely keep my eyes open. It's gettng hard to rite. I shld leave a note for Shelly. 1st I gotta hide my diary. So glad Mr. T's back in his super-hidey spot. With traps. Why am I so sleepy? Maybe I shld ask
Why, what is this? A diary left out? A lesser cat would read this, but not I! I will just put this back in the very clever and secret hiding place it goes. Not that I know where that is. If this ends up in the right place, it is a fortuitous and lucky accident!
...I AM THE WORST PERSON IN THE WORLD! I shouldn't be allowed near good people! I should be...I don't know, declawed and put into a cage or kept far away from people so I can't hurt anyone. It's like the Dark Day, but WORSE, because I'm not a kitten anymore. I know how to control myself. And it wasn't an accident.
I hurt Ben today.
I fell asleep again. Sometimes I do that. I fall asleep for days and days and days and I can't be woken up at all. Shelly saw me do this before, in the desert, but I guess this time she got scared. So she asked Ben to come up to our room and look around for the books I've been hiding and see if there's any information in there about my sleepy spells.
THEY ARE SUCH GOOD FRIENDS TO ME! AND I AM AWFUL!
Because, you see, I didn't know that! I just know that I woke up this morning and looked around and there was Ben, on Shelly's bed, with Mr. T! I was so scared I didn't even think! I just switched to my Chatro form and attacked him! I raked him but good with my claws. Blood was everywhere! I ripped right through his clothes and his skin and left gouges on his ribs! And I was gonna hurt him again--but he gave me back Mr. T's mirror. Then Shelly woke up and explained that they were just trying to help me and I realized how bad Ben was hurt and how awful I was for attacking a friend and felt really, really bad! I licked his wounds healed and then felt just AWFUL and I started thinking about how this was just as bad as the Dark Day, when I pushed Mama, except at least she was trying to hurt me and Ben was just helping and I am a horrible, horrible person!
Maybe I have rabies?
So I just turned and ran away, breaking down my door to try to get out of there. Ben called for me to wait and for a minute I almost wanted to, but I couldn't face him after being so awful. I turned into my panther form and just ran and ran and ran. I couldn't even think, I just had to get away. I didn't even know where I went, until I found myself in the vents in Sheoldrud's room. She heard me crying and convinced me to come out and gave me warm milk and let me nap. She tried to tell me that I'm not awful, but she's wrong. I am.
I think tomorrow morning, I'm going to go back to the room and get my stuff. Shelly deserves better than to room with an...with an animal.
_____________________________
* My Bagheera Bastet in
ddrpolaris's Post-Apocalyptic OWoD campaign. She is young, only 19, and was 6/7 when the Apocalypse happened. Considering my ignorance of almost everything WoD related, her ignorance is quite handy because I don't have to pretend like I don't know any of the things she wouldn't know, yay!
Raniah is a different character for me: young, relatively innocent, non-manipulative, forthright, direct, and noble in her own, chaotic good kind of way. She is one of the nicest, kindest, and least selfish people in the party. This can only end poorly for her, as
k1ttycat and
thorgodoft are also playing. Their characters are...less nice.
[Moving over to Dreamwidth. Catch me over there as booksomewench. This entry cross-posted to both sites. Feel free to comment here or there.]