Editing Invisible Monarchs/Session5 (section)

==Virgil on Campus==
Virgil:	Having parked near to (but not on) Campus, Virgil picks up his visitor badge from reception and proceeds to the Engineering block.

Virgil:	He's carrying a briefcase but otherwise in his normal attire.

Yogo:	Bloom's on break at the moment, in his office working on grading a few preliminary reports for student projects, just visible through the thick glass in the window of the door to his office. He's thin, very thin, and old, with wispy white hair and a deeply wrinkled face.

Virgil:	knocks on gently on the glass

Yogo:	Bloom looks up from the pile of papers he's shuffling through and smiles, beckoning you to come into his office.

Virgil:	Entering with a laconic wave. Virgil enters and sits down.

Virgil:	"Good to see you well, Doctor."

Yogo:	Bloom smiles, "And yourself, Virgil." He pushes some papers aside, and says, "I hope you're doing well? With your art as well as your recent assignment?"

Virgil:	"Behind, but not too much. Nothing a full day to work won't fix. The assignment went well, but seems to have brought the Cabal to the attention of the local Seers."

Yogo:	Bloom frowns, and is silent a moment then he sighs, "Bad business that, but it's inevitable I suppose." He taps idly on the desk with the butt of his pen and then says, "And your Cabalmates. Alice and...Forecast?"

Virgil:	"Forcas, after the Demon. They are both well."

Yogo:	Bloom nods, "Ah. Close." He smiles and says, "Well,in any case, I don't suppose you'd care to meet the young lady I was telling you about? She should be by sometime soon to deliver her own report." He pats the stack of papers and smiles, "That is, if you don't mind waiting here a while?"

Virgil:	"Certainly." Virgil says glancing around, noting changes to the office since last he was here.

Yogo:	The office is just as it always was, bare but for a few models of Bloom's favorite students best work, and his degrees on the wall behind him next to shelf upon shelf of technical manuals and textbooks.

Virgil:	"While we're waiting. I had a question that you may able to be answer." Virgil leans back. "When I get some spare cash, I've been considering setting up a small machine shop in the church. Anywhere you'd recommend ordering the equipment from?"

Virgil:	"It should be useful in repairs, and for a couple of projects I'm considering."

Yogo:	Bloom smiles, "Oh? Well it depends what you're looking for. If you have the money to spare there's some more high end items, but if what you're looking for is more simple I can get you a few companies that make some excellent materials."

Virgil:	"The simpler stuff first I think. Save the more expensive stuff for when I have a greater mastery of Matter."

Yogo:	Bloom nods and taps gently on his desk, "Well, then, I have a friend who makes stuff here in town. I can give you his name and maybe get a discount for him." He grabs a piece of paper and starts to write when there's a knock on the door.

Virgil:	activates Grim Sight and turns in his chair

Yogo:	Bloom smiles and says, "Come in." The door opens, revealing a young lady, holding a folder in one hand. She looks to be in her early twenties with hair cut short, and she's dressed casually, wearing a hoody with a pair of scales printed on the front.

Yogo:	Under Grim Sight she has a...shadow following her. A blurring of the air just behind her shoulder in the shape of a humanoid, but not a ghost, too indistinct to make out properly. She looks between the two of you curiously and says, "I'm sorry Doctor, am I interrupting anything?"

Yogo:	Bloom shakes his head and says, "Not at all Mary. I was just talking with my old student. I think you're familiar with him?"

Yogo:	Mary looks confused, and then Bloom says, "This young fellow happens to be the artist and writer of that comic book you and I spoke about."

Virgil:	"Alec Moss, nice to meet you."

Yogo:	Mary blinks and then says, "Oh! You're Moss? I didn't know you were one of Doctor Thorton's old students." She extends a hand, "I'm Mary Grace." Her hand is warm to the touch but at the same time cold, your magically enhanced senses making your skin crawl at her touch. 

Yogo:	She smiles, "I love your work. It's seems very...true. Like it means a lot to you."
Virgil:	"It does. Well at least Charon does. Kuiper is more a daydream. It doesn't sell nearly as well either.

Yogo:	She nods, "That does seem right. I really like Kuiper, don't get me wrong, but I loved Charon. Are you working on anything now?"

Virgil:	"Well I should really be working on the next issue, but things in life keep jumping in the way. I also have a couple of paintings I'm in the middle of. Other parts of Stygia, at least as described by Virgil."

Yogo:	Mary smiles, "I can't wait to see them. Are you free? I'd love to pick your brain, but I don't want to bother Proffessor Thorton any more." She glances over at Bloom, who has returned to grading papers calmly.

Virgil:	"Yeah sure, the Professor answered my questions already. I was just about to leave myself." He grins, "Plus I don't like to work too hard on a Sunday."

Yogo:	Mary laughs, "You and me both." She sets down the folder and smiles at Bloom, "Thank you proffessor." The older man smiles, "Any time dear. Well, any time I have another famous former student to introduce." He chuckles and goes back to the reports.

Virgil:	"Oh come on, I'm not famous." Virgil says shaking his head. "So where do you want to go to talk?"

Virgil:	opens the door and heads out into the corridor, tucking the piece of paper Bloom handed him into his breast pocket.

Yogo:	Mary thinks a moment, "There's a little cafe in the Chemistry building where we could talk."

Virgil:	"I remember that Cafe." His eyes go distant for a moment. "Yeah it will work fine."

Yogo:	Mary continues to talk as the two of you walk, "So do you live in the city still?"

Virgil:	He recalls sitting around with Iz and Henry one lazy summer afternoon after his last exam. Hadn't he carved something into the underside of one of the tables there. Good thing no one noticed, that could have been problematic. Shaken from his reverie, "Yeah a couple of friends and I are restoring one of the old churchs. St.Boniface, if you know it."

Yogo:	She nods, "I do actually. That's pretty awesome." She thinks a moment and says, "Not to far from where I live actually." 

Yogo:	((I forgot to describe her aura. She has two. One clear, and vibrant vermillion while the other is a muted shadowy green.

Virgil:	"Ah you live off Campus." Virgil says surprised. "I would have thought Dorm's would have been too much of a lure. Out from under your folks and all."

Virgil:	(Two now that is odd)

Yogo:	Mary frowns slightly, Aura darkening momentarily as she says, "I had a falling out with my parents and moved out before the end of high school. I've been living with friends ever since."

Virgil:	gives and apologetic look. "Sorry, didn't mean to bring up bad memories."

Virgil:	"Still your missing out of the community aspect of it all. Dorm's were an experience to say the least." He gives a sad smile.

Yogo:	Mary shakes her head and smiles, "It's alright." Her aura flashs bright blue a moment and the darker one mottles red and she smiles, "True. I did miss that, but I've got a few really close friends here anyway."

Virgil:	"So how do you know St.Bonifice then?" Virgil says changing the subject.

Yogo:	Mary smiles, "One of my friends broke in there before they started restoring it. He'd heard it was haunted and he was keen to prove that it wasn't." She chuckles slightly, "But who knows. He did see some pretty strange things in there."

Virgil:	"Like what? The place seems mostly normal to me. No ghosts that I've seen."

Yogo:	Mary laughs, "Do you see ghosts often then?"

Virgil:	"Not half as often as I draw them." Virgil laughs.

Yogo:	Mary smiles, "Well, that still puts you ahead of most people, considering how many you draw." She pauses then grins, "Speaking of which you did say you were still working on some new stuff right?"

Virgil:	"Yeah another issue and some paintings. I've done some local exhibits with the paintings a couple of times prior to know."

Yogo:	Mary blinks, "Really? I didn't know that. I wish I'd seen them. Are they similar to your comics or do they follow a different theme?"

Virgil:	"Mostly they are right out of Orpheus. Virgil's descriptions of Stygia fascinate me."

Yogo:	Mary nods, "He was certainly amazing." She smiles slightly, "Although he doesn't seem to fascinate most people the same way these days."

Virgil:	Shrugging, "You make it sound as if you knew him." Virgil says as they arrive at the Cafe.

Virgil:	"I haven't been here in awhile. I think my name may still be carved into the underside of one of these tables." He glances under the nearest one.

Yogo:	Mary laughs, "I don't know. They haven't replaced any so there's still a chance." She smiles, "And I wouldn't say I know 

Virgil, but I certainly feel close to some of his subject material.

Virgil:	"Nice to find someone else who shares the interest." He sits down with a glint in his eye, setting the briefcase down on the floor, "Want to see something Cool?"

Yogo:	Mary laughs, "Sure, although you might want to be careful trying that line on anyone else."

Virgil:	With a look of embarassment, "Yeah, I guess it shows that I haven't been out in awhile." He reaches down into the briefcase and pulls out his sketch book.

Virgil:	Throwing it gently to the table. "My sketchbook. Its got most of my ideas in it."

ST:	Mary laughs and smiles, "I forgive you this time." She smiles at the sketchbook and starts to look through it curiously.

Virgil:	examines her as she looks at it. Trying to imprint the pair of aura's to memory.

ST:	She smiles as she flicks through the books, and finally she says, "This is some amazing stuff. Some of it looks like you've actually been there."

Virgil:	Pausing before he repsonds, "Yeah it does doesn't it. Mostly just the result of an overly active imagination."

ST:	She smiles and says, "Well I hope you can keep being overly imaginative. I certainly like your work." 

Virgil:	"As you can see I have plenty ideas." Responding to her smile with one of his own. "I have about six other sketch books just like that one filled at home. You'd be amazed what living in such a gothic building does for generating ideas."

ST:	She grins. "I'll bet. From what my friend said it was a really neat place. I'd love to see it some time."

Virgil:	"Tell you what." He says taking the book back gently from her. He pulls a small bit of paper off one of the clean pages, writes something down and hands it to her. "This is my mobile number. If you want to come visit, just give me a ring. I'll make sure to give you a tour."

ST:	Mary smiles, "I'd love to." She thinks a moment and then says, "I can't offer anything like that, but if you ever need any help you can call me." She reachs over, hand laying across yours for a moment before she plucks the pen from your hand and writes down a number. "Here. Call anytime."

Virgil:	"Why thank you.Virgil looks at his hand, puzzled, "What kinda help?"

ST:	Mary shrugs, "Whatever you need. And my friend seems to think he knows a lot about ghosts." She laughs, "So if your church does end up being haunted, maybe I could help with that."

Virgil:	He shrugs, "I'm pretty certain it isn't, after all I do spend a lot of time there at night." He says with a grin, "But if any show up, I might take you up on such an offer. And if you want to just call and talk, you have my number."

ST:	Mary nods, "I'll keep you in mind." 

Virgil:	"I take it that is my que to leave then," he says with a mischievous grin. "Well nice to meet you, Mary. Hopefully we'll see each other again before too long." He stands placing the sketchbook back in the briefcase.

ST:	Mary nods, "Of course. I'll be in touch later."

Virgil:	"Wow that came out far more formal than I was expecting." He begins to leave, thinking to himself that he has met far too many interesting attractive women in this cafe.