Who: Sam, Noemi, Rick, and Hellboy
What: Something terrible is happening, and Sam ends up with two (of the three) best paranormal investigators on the case to help her out.
Where: Various
When: Late spring 2022

Sam had decided to take Noemi on a little vacation. So long as she keeps Noemi's anchor item, a lovely little paperweight, bundled safely in her backpack, Sam can take her friend to places, and, at a signal, let the spirit of the young lady take control to see things for herself. They're two days into things. 

Noemi is in control of Sam's body, enjoying the sights and sounds around her as she chats quietly with Sam in her head (in English! She wants to practice as much as possible!). She's having so much fun, and will cherish the memory forever for sure!

The good feelings don't last, though. A low rumble trembles in the air. No one else seems to notice or react, but Noemi stops, hands coming up to grip her head. Sam will sense the sharp pain Noemi feels just before the girl let's out a blood curdling shriek. This tattooed woman stopping in the middle of everything, hands to her head, screaming at the top of her lungs, has the crowed moving away from her, staring, startled, and unsure of what to do or what the problem is.

(No, no, no, no.) Noemi's voice is full of panic and pain, and plenty of confusion. She doesn't know what's happening, but it hurts! (S-sam....h-help!) The scream stops as her hold on Sam slips, leaving Sam in control of her body once more.

Sam will see Noemi's spirit for the first time outside of a dream. The ethereal image is faint, and will disappear from view quickly, but in that moment she looks like some stuntman in a movie being yanked backwards by a harness. Sam will be able to follow Noemi's aura as it disappears, not into her anchor item, but away through the crowd. 

Who: Trevor, a few from Jae's household, Amon, Ziomi, and lots of strange pocket monsters.
What: Trevor meeting yet more fallers. You're not alone, buddy, and will have lots of friends.
Where: Jae's second Amon's house
Warnings: There's always a possible warning with Trevor's mouth.

Amon had been told that Jae had come across yet another faller. And so he dutifully made sure Ziomi was informed of the upcoming visit, the house was spotless for company, and plenty of food was prepared for all. He'd taught himself how to cook. It wasn't something he was programmed for, honestly most of what he did now didn't even come close to what he had been programmed for, but he found the domestic duties... fulfilling in their own way. Ziomi, and his skitty partner, Trixy, always expressed their appreciation for his work.

Now was one of those times. Amon turned from the oven, setting the roast on the stove to cool as Ziomi stepped into the opening between living room and kitchen, her blue eyes sparkling with the big smile on her face.

"Amon, that smells wonderful. You're going to spoil everyone."

Amon couldn't help the touch of pride at her praise, a small smile touching his lips. "If everyone agrees, then I will have accomplished my mission." He checked the time. Ah, good, if no one was running late, their guests should arrive shortly.

Who: Trevor Belmont, and whatever characters I might toss at him, but initially Terris, Jendayi, and Mitham.
What: Trevor has found himself in a new world, not too unlike his own, and yet so, so different.
Where: The world of Reirinsei.
Warnings: Trevor's mouth, likely descriptions of violence (either active or mentioned/thought in memory) including child abuse, death, slavery, etc., and discussions of racial prejudice.

It was a cold and rainy evening in the forests outside of Lilton. It made the area dark and heavy, not even the thick canopy was able to keep the pelting rain from finding ground. Anyone who hadn't found shelter, would be very quickly soaked through. Aside from the sound of the downpour there was just the faintest sound of music, a minstrel playing a lute or guitar, a deep voice carrying a lulling, gentle tune. No words could be made out, not yet, but it was definitely there, penetrating the rain, inviting, and soothing. 

 

*The girl, Jessica Lassen, 16, had gotten into a relationship with a Kevin Dordia, 17. It was an abusive relationship, and Jessica finally broke it off last week. Kevin didn't take it well, and threatened her. Now she's missing and her family and friends are convinced Kevin is behind it.*

Connor: *reports as much even as he's looking up any records on Kevin and his family, also Jessica and hers just in case*

*Jessica is a good student and seems to be generally a good girl. Kevin has been known to be into drugs, and claims to be a vampire. Jessica over the last year had seemed to be headed the same way, but her friends were able to do an intervention and help her. Jessica has a good family history, a younger brother, and parents married for many years. Kevin's family in contrast have drug issues of their own, have been jailed many times, and are likely still together only because a divorce would be too much of a hassle.*

Connor: *again, will share all of this as he uncovers it*

Maura: Thank you, Connor. You certainly make this faster. I'd still be at my office reading if you weren't here.

Connor: What did you ever do without me? *clearly teasing*

Maura: Wasted a lot of time. *grin at him*

Connor: Apparently. *still grinning*

Maura: *pulls up outside of the he Lassen home* All right, let’s go find out more. ...You said you’ve got interrogation skills. I’d like to see what you can do with he family, unless they just refuse to speak to you.

 

*It's late at night, Darnell is home and getting ready for bed. When he opens his medicine cabinet to get his toothbrush out, though, he'll find his cabinet completely empty. When he eventually closes his medicine cabinet, able to see the mirror again, he'll find he has no reflection!*

Darnell: ...uh... *opens and closes the cabinet again...*

*Still no reflection. Though in that moment that Darnell has the cabinet open again he’ll feel a hand slide across his back as though someone is putting their arm around his shoulders.*

 

Fowler: *nods* Take one. You can get a set of keys from the front desk.

Connor: Thank you, Captain. *will head out, stopping by the front desk as he ramps up his search for the senior Reed as well as sweeping for evidence of Gavin's whereabouts*

*Alastair Reed is supposed to be reporting at a job at a grocery store in a couple hours. As for Gavin, Connor won't find any sign of him at nearby restaurants. Maybe the man went home for lunch?*

Connor: *will head to Gavin's apartment*

*When he arrives, he'll spot Gavin's motorcycle, but when he gets to the door and knocks it just... opens. Seems it's still locked.*

Connor: ............. */very/ cautiously steps into the apartment, silent and scanning*

*He won't see anyone, or even pick up anyone on scanners. He will hear the toilet flush, though...*

Connor: *freezes for an instant, then starts creeping towards the bathroom*

*The bathroom door is open as Connor draws close... a very fluffy siamese appears a the door. It stops and looks at him, startled! It hisses and bolts into the nearby bedroom. You scared her, new face!*

Connor: *flinches back with a hitch of breath, LED flickering red for an instant. He looks around, samples the atmosphere...realizes there's no cat box and why. Will do a quick look around the rest of the apartment before heading for the door to...wait outside, he's not sure what else to do, though he's scanning police frequencies and hacking various security systems and traffic cameras*

Gavin: *had stopped by the front office, so when he finds his door partly open he's pulled out his gun. He sidles up the door, peeks in, and then steps in, gun first. He'll be just inside the door when Connor comes back into view. There's a moment of utter /shock/ before he sputters.* /You/! What the fuck are you doing here?!

Connor: *startles as well and puts his hands up* We've been assigned a case. Captain Fowler sent me to find you. The door was ajar when I arrived, so I was making sure you were all right and there hadn't been an intruder. *small, wry grin, lowering his hands a bit* I'm well aware that, in doing so, I've made an intruder of myself.

Gavin: I should put a bullet into your head just for being in here. *he does put his gun away. Mostly he doesn’t want to gave to clean up blue blood before his cats get into it.* What case?

 

Darnell: *crows!* That was amazing, Connor!

Ezrim: *will keep up amazingly well the first two times, not even caring that Connor beats him on both laps. The last he pulls aside and lets Connor take a victory lap, crowing with Darnell when the android finally returns.* Haha! Was that fun, or what?!

Jaya: Fun to watch for sure. *grinning* You’re both insane and that was amazing to watch.

Connor: *hesitates, though still grinning - /was/ it? Was it "fun"? And does he dare admit it?* Y-yes . . . yes, it was fun. It was /very/ fun. *nods at Jaya* Thank you.

Darnell: *throws an arm around Connor's shoulders, snugging him* /Great/ job, partner! That was awesome!

Connor: *just...kinda glowing with the experience*

Ezrim: *claps Connor’s shoulder* We’ll have to do this again sometime. We won’t travel nearly so fast, so we’ll have to have some fun before we go.

Connor: Yes. I-I would like that, Ezrim. *he shouldn't, he shouldn't be /able/ to "like" or "want"...but he does. He can no longer deny it.*

Darnell: *that just gets a HUGE grin for his partner's sake* C'mon. It's getting towards dinner time, and you've still got that chicken in your backpack. Let's head back.

Jaya: I will catch you crazy men later. *claps shoulders* I’ve got to get to work.

Ezrim: Have a good night Jaya. *will lead Connor and Darnell inside to plug in the two fixed up speeders before they head back to Sanctuary*

 

Ezrim: Don't feel you have to get off yet.

Jaya: *makes a rude noise at him, but is still smile. He’ll keep working at it, the ride getting smoother and smoother.* This thing isn’t so bad when you get used to it.

Connor: ...I've demonstrated that I can safely operate it.

Darnell: *smirks* Told'ja.

Ezrim: *shrugs* Doesn’t mean you have to get off of it right away.

Connor: *hesitates, gaze dropping away a bit with uncertainty* I...shouldn't waste time or resources.

Darnell: Connor, time is something we kind of have a lot of for the time being... *glances at Ezrim, not wanting to comment on resources just in case Ezrim knows something he doesn't*

Ezrim: Mmm. Race me?

Jaya: Oh, I want to see this. *will step off of his speeder*

Connor: *headtilt, LED flickering yellow in mild surprise* In here?

Darnell: *snerks* I'd hope not.

Ezrim: Wouldn’t be much of a race if we stayed in here. C’mon! *will go get on the speeder Jaya stepped off of to offer him.* Thanks, Jaya.

Jaya: Of course. I’m done making a fool of myself and want to see you two show off.

Ezrim: Nah, you were doing great. You’ll be speeding along after a bit more practice.

 

Connor: *considers* I could probably stand to learn more about cooking...? Do you have any suggestions? *he kinda really doesn't even know...*

Jaya: Hm, well, I have something I can teach you how to cook.

Connor: I'd like that.

Jaya: It's something you can travel with too, so you can make your companions a really nice meal without having to stop to cook.

Connor: *headtilt* Oh? *okay, now he's intrigued.*

Jaya: *grins* I'll show you when we get back.

Connor: I look forward to it.

Jaya: *will head Connor to the community area to pick up a sort of small backpack, a handful of large leaves, about ten palm-sized stones, and a chicken that's already been prepared to cook.* All right, let's head to a fire and get these rocks heating. You can do this either early in the morning or in the evening while camp is being set. You'll need about four hours for things to cook, though, so I'd suggest doing the prep in the morning so when everyone breaks for lunch no one has to cook, because it's already done.

Connor: *intrigued* All right.

Jaya: While those rocks get hot, let's prepare the bird. You'll want to add some spices. I picked up a few. So rub those into the meat, inside and out. *gonna let Connor do, likely better to learn that way*

Connor: *does as told*

Jaya: Set out the leaves, like this. You kind of want to weave them, because you don't want this leaking down your back as it cooks.

Connor: *small, wry grin* I'd prefer for it to not do so…

Jaya: I mean, you could try it, but it’d be a bit messy. So be generous with the leaves. You’ll put the bird right in the middle, pull those rocks out of the coals and put as many into the bird as you can, put the rest around the bird, wrap it up in the leaves, then in the waxed leather, and then into the bag. Just let it cook for at least four hours and you’re good to go.

 

Connor: *STIFF and /gripping/ himself, LED solid red - Jaya may or may not be able to tell that he's stopped breathing (not that he actually needs to anyway)* Ah...y-yes…

Jaya: *can tell that he's /stiff/* You sure? I promise not to drop you.…

Connor: I-I...not s-sure. Please don't!

Jaya: *manages to hug him a little tighter* I've got you, Connor, I promise. I know I joked about it before, but I /won't/ drop you. You're safe. Do you want me to land?

Connor: I-I...y-yes...I-I'm sorry…

Jaya: All right. Close your eyes, okay?

Connor: *nods and does so*

Jaya: *will head for the ground. He just didn't want Connor to see it coming up at him like he was falling. He'll finally shift to get their feet aimed towards the ground, then gently sets Connor down.* You okay, buddy?

Connor: *eyes tightly closed, LED still red (also still not breathing)* I-I...I don't know. *trying to work out all the conflicting data screaming and bouncing around through his systems*

Jaya: *shifts around before him and grips both his shoulders, ducking to be more at his level* Connor, look at me buddy.

Connor: *shaking, does so...there's something deep and horrified in his gaze, though Jaya may well guess even /he/ isn't wholly sure what's wrong*

Jaya: You're okay now. You're okay. We're on the ground now.

Connor: *still looking frightened, though more now by having /had/ the experience than by the experience itself* I don't understand. W-what...what happened?

Jaya: I'd say you're afraid of heights.