2019.09.07 Challenge for Fostern
| Fostern Rank Challenge | |
|---|---|
| Cait challenges Alessio for Fostern | |
| IC Date | Sat Sep 07 2019 |
| IC Time | Lunch |
| Players | Cait, Alessio |
| Location | Prospect, Business, Docks, Chinatown, Little Italy, Garou Tech Haven Hangout |
| Spheres | Garou, Gaian |
Cait in Blue, ST in Black
It is morning, and Alessio is in the Tech Haven having a coffee. He is a busy man these days. There is a Kinfolk to care for, needing to kick a drug habit. The streets are still needing of patrolling and there are .. other .. Kinfolk to see when opportunity presents itself. So, no wonder a man needs some coffee in a place where Rage can get a vacation (Thanks Impotent Rage Fetish!).
Easily one to wander around, Cait makes her way into the tech haven, likely seeking out bacon, because she loves backon. She'll grin as she sees Alessio drinking coffee and moves to try and 'sneak up' on him, which is likely impossible, but she makes the effort!
And, quite frankly, if you are every going to sneak up on another Ahroun it is in here you have to do it because anywhere else? You'd have a raging mutt of a man on your hands! Alessio takes a sip from his coffee before he puts it on the table, leaning back in his chair a bit and just relaxing. Has he noticed her? Not sure!
When she's finally close enough, Cait will suddenly jump forward and say loudly, "WHATAREYOUDOINGTHERE??! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY SISTER!" As if she's pondering what he's daydreaming about, but if he looks at her, he'll see her grinning broadly.
Despite not even feeling a hint of anger or flare of Rage, Alessio still jumps in his chair! He gets off his chair, even, standing up fast enough to knock it back a bit. He tenses up and throws his eyes at Cait before he lets out a breath, "Holy fuck, woman!" He growls out, then takes a breath, "That.. should get your kneecaps shot off." he goes to grab the chair, to sit back down, "You're no Ragabash, Cait." he does seem humored, though! He then levels a stare at Cait, "Your sister?" he wonders, "Do you want the graphical, detailed description?"
Cait can't help but laugh and she'll wink at Alessio with amusement. "I don't need to be a Ragabash to throw pranks.", she'll say with a playful grin. As he reseats himself, she'll move over to get a chair herself and chuckles some more. "I don't need details please, spare me the details..", she'll quickly put a hand up to ward off him talking about her sister. "She talks too much as it is. I know way too much as it is."
"Well, if you do not want to know the details, then you should not be asking what I am doing to your sister, when you already know the answer." Alessio says in a very matter of fact manner. He reaches for his coffee, taking another sip, "Prin, a talker?" he wonders, "Nooo, I would never have guessed." he shakes his head a bit, "So, what brings you by the Haven?"
Cait smirks at Alessio and just rolls her eyes before she looks up at the ceiling. "Yeah, really don't wanna know. Nope nope nope!" Taking a deep breath, she'll look towards him then and suddenly grins, "I was hoping to Challeng you for Fostern. I feel like I am ready at this point. I know I am ready."
Alessio ponders, "Remind me to give you a play by play then at some point." he says, as if wanting to push her buttons on it. He then silences, taking in the scope of what she just said, "Well. Now, isn't that interesting." he eyes the coffee, "A Rank Challenge." he returns his eyes to her, "You have come to the right Garou then, I think. If there is a single Garou I would never turn down on such a Challenge, it would be you."
Cait first looks dismal as he suggests telling her play by play, "Please don't." She's begging at this point. Although when he says he would not turn down her challenge, her smile brightens even more. "Really? That's awesome, thank you! Do I need to call the Master of Challenge?"
"That is generally not how these things go." Alessio replies to that, "No, you do not need to call the Master of Challenge. For one, I am not a member of the Sept." he pauses, "Which does not mean your Challenge is in any way illegitimate." he pauses, "And I think I know how to test your skills."
Cait ponders that and then nods slowly, "I forgot about that. I keep thinking you are, when you are not." She does look worried for a moment, but then he alleviates her concern and she smiles at him. "Oh you do?" She'll grin and leans forward with interest. "Please test me, I am happy to do whatever you want."
Alessio just nods once to this, "Then I will." he says. He finishes his coffee, fishing into his pocket and taking out a pen and some post-it notes. He writes down an address, "Meet me here tomorrow, just before lunch hour." he says, "Do. Not. Be. Late. Being late is a fail." he then gives a nod, "I have things to prepare." he then starts to walk out. The address would be somewhere smack in the middle of town. By some park.
Cait can't help but grin broadly and she'll reach out to take the postit note. Looking at it thoughtfully, she'll give a slow grin and a nod. "Will do, I shall not be late!", she'll promise. This is super important after all.
Day moves onwards. Day creeps into night and night yowls at you through the windows as the alley cats move about looking for food or a fight. Night then creeps back into morning and that is when she should meet Alessio.
Alessio, for his part, has been a busy man. Right now, though, he is very none-busy where he is standing and waiting for Cait to show up. It is indeed in a small park in the middle of the city with a lot of people giving him strange looks.
After a few uncomfortable bus changes, for those AROUND her, Cait will show up at the small park about 20 minutes early. It appears she did not want to be late, so she left -extra- early. Spying Alessio, she'll smile and then glance around briefly before she approaches him carefully. She's not sure when the actual test will start, so she's being extra careful.
When Cait arrives finally, Alessio lifts his gaze from whatever he was looking at on his phone. He watches her a few moments, then looks at his watch. A nod is given, then he holds his hand up with his finger up to signal to her to wait.
And to wait. A minute turns into five minutes. Which creeps over into a total of ten minutes. And still he does not speak. When ten minutes move into fifteen minutes, he finally puts the phone away. His eyes goes to Cait, "And here you are." he says. He fishes into his pocket, taking out 3 post-it notes. He hands them to her, "In five minutes, lunch hour starts. The city will be full of people. Packed. Lines. Ques." he eyes the post-its, "On the post-its, there are three items written. Each one is unique to a singular part of the city. You have until lunch hour is over to identify where they are acquired, go there, get them and return to me with them." he pauses, "If you are truly feeling you are ready to take a new step in our society, if you want me to give you this, you have to show me that you have learned the ins and outs of this city. That you have understood the value of such knowledge and can use it to your advantage." he pauses, "Go. Now."
The Post-It notes contain different items. One requires her to get a lunch-to-go from an Italian restaurant. It names it by name, but not by street. The other is an oriental carpet with a very specific design (he must have a room that really needs to be tied together). And the third is a bottle of beer from some microbrewery brand that is known to be sold at a pub down by the docks.
For Cait, patience is not a virtue, and after awhile, she's glancing around and moving from foot to foot as she waits. She does not interrupt him though, she just stands there, waiting, which probably looks weird. When he finally looks up and gives her intstructions, she'll grin broadly and takes a step forward to pluck the post-it note from his fingers. Looking at it and reading, she'll nod as she memorizes the places. The first place, the Italian restaurant, takes her a bit to figure out where it is, but she finally gets her bearings and running full tilt, she'll bounce around people to avoid slamming into them. Nothing terribly fancy but she can still go fast, and that's the whole point!
It is a full on nightmare! Prospect during lunch hour. People are everywhere, and she is not the only one in a hurry! Some have long lunches, some have short lunches but everyone has somewhere to be fast! Some has to do errands, others just want to eat and get back to the office before their bosses can chew them out for being two minute late! And through this nightmare, she has to run. And its not pretty. People yell at her, cars honk horns as she slides over hoods and crazy, death-defying bicycle delivery people scream out in terror as someone bounces past their intended trajectory!
Once she gets there, though, it turns into a lesson of patience because food, it seems, can not be stressed even if she's in a hurry! She will get it though, eventually. It is almost as if the people at the restaurant were .. waiting for her?
So, for the second location, Cait has to bring the food, in a bag, which totally HAMPERS HER STYLE. She has to make sure that it's not messed up when she deliveres it, so she goes a tad slower, but luckily, she knows exactly where this oriental carpet place is. Yay for having explored most of the city! So while it may take her longer because she's going slower, she knows exactly where she's going. She's also getting a little stressed out because -people-, so occasionally, she'll accidentally snarl or growl at someone who gets in her way, which makes them hop out of her way extra fast.
At this point, people might very well just mistake her for some really amped up food delivery type person! Except for the point where she growls someone out of the way and almost run into a guy on a bike, prompting some rather athletic movement around and over some people. And if she thinks running around with Italian takeaway in what might be counted as Little Italy, imagine doing it in Little China! White girl with Italian takeaway doing a growl-and-run for a carpetshop!
The shopkeeper, though. Totally not having it. She wants to buy a carpet? She is in a hurry and stinking up his shop with Italian food? Not having it! Not even her Rage is enough to make him not overcharge her and, in the end, thats exactly what he does! Overcharge her. For a carpet that is most likely not worth what she had to pay!
The carpet shop really makes her in a worse mood and she'll snarl at him when he overcharges her. "See if I suggest this shop to my NUMEROUS FAMILY MEMBERS!", she calls out as she leaves. Not that they'd buy anything there. She'll huff it now with a carpet, and italian food in tow. She looks strange, but she DOESNT' CARE. It's make it or break it, and she's clearly planning on making it! She knows where the docks are, and she knows where she's going and she's super hoofin' it! Bouncing around people, over people by jumping off mailboxes, and other things, she's really making good time! She makes it to the docks, where the beer is and is breathing heavy but she's there! There to pick up some beer!
And once by the bar that sells it, the barkeeper gives her a strange look. A girl with a large oriental rug and Italian takeaway, asking for a very specific bottle of beer. Which, in fact, is what he is holding in his hand. And about to hand over to another guy that seems to also want that bottle of beer, "Well this is my last bottle.." he says, his hand sloowly moving towards the other guy.
Cait's eyes widen and she'll cry out "WAIT!" and rush forward to put herself between that beer and the guy. "I really need that bottle of beer. I reallyreally need it." Turning to the guy who is handing it off, she'll say to him, "I'll buy you FIVE beers if you give me that one."
To which the guy just grins at her and goes, "Well, you heard the little lady, barkeep!" he says, "Five of your most expensive beers, on her! I'll be by the table." h then goes to sit by the table.
The bartender hands over the microbrewery beer, then gives her the price for that .. along with five overpriced beers.
Wincing at the price of the beers, Cait will dig into her savings, she doesn't have a lot, matter of fact, this will likely wipe her out. It's basically all the spending money her family gave her for this MONTH. She'll hand over the cash to the bartender with a sad face, no more rage for her, she just looks like a whipped puppy, a sad, whipped puppy. "Thanks.", she'll mumble without cheerfulness and then takes the beer, her carpet, and her Italian food, and heads out. This time, she's carrying a lot, and EVERYONE else and their mother are in the way, but she is spinning around people and dodging around them to the best of her ability, even going so far as to taking the 'route les travelled', which basically means a lot of alleyways. Soon enough, she's huffing it back to the park with her items in tow, looking a little worse for wear.
It is all somewhat amusing to watch, though. She's well trained, there is no doubt about it. There would be few that could beat her in a race like she just did. But still, having her carry all that around? He had to be pulling her leg a bit. He is still waiting at the park by the time she is done, returning with the three items. His head lifts up a bit as she comes running, pushing away from the lightpost he was leaning against, "Well." he begins, "You.. actually made it." he nods his head slowly, "I'll be damned." he grins.
Cait may be in shape, but she is still huffing as she approaches Alessio, "I just want to know one thing, why the hell do you need a rug?" She won't even throw it at him, but lay it in front of him respectfully. When she rises, she'll offer him the italian and the beer. "Your food and beer. I hope you enjoy it.", she'll say with a slight smirk. "It was.... expensive.", she'll add with a slightly pained look. "I made it though?", she'll ask cheerfully, looking rather excited.
"The beer.. is for you." Alessio says, handing it back to her, "The food? I know this homeless guy that hangs out not far from here. Its for him. He loves his Italian food." he eyes the rug, "As for the Carpet?" he wonders, "Well, I was just curious to see if you could get it. I went into that shop once and the guy threw me out. He yelled at me in Chinese.. pretty sure it was back to back insults." he grins, "I know a place to put it though." he pauses, "And yes, you made it." he tells her, "By all rights, officially, you are now Fostern."
Cait looks a little surprised at the beer but smiles brighter and takes off the cap to take a long sip from it. "Ahh, man that's one expensive beer.", she'll say with a chuckle at herself. The mention of the Italian food for a homeless guy gets her to smile even more and she'll finally smirk at the mention of the chinese guy, "He was such an asshole, he seriously overcharged me for it. Fucking racist pig.", she'll snort loudly. "But I got it.... and I threatened him back, but I don't think he understood..."
Alessio gives a quick nod to this, "Well. Perhaps. He has good carpets, though." he says, "Perhaps I will give it to Prin. A place to have.." he pauses, "Oh, I best not spell that out." he picks it up, though, along with the food, "Walk with me." he turns to start heading for .. somewhere, "I will make an announcement that you succeeded in your test, Cait. Just as soon as we are back."
Cait gives Alessio a sharp look as he mentions Prin, but then she'll sigh hugely. "Well she seems super happy right now, so I can't really say much. She's also stopped going out, which is actually kind of nice." She'll move to walk with him and sips her beer as they travel. "Thank you, Double Tap -Rhya. I really appreciate you taking the time to do this with me."
