Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Amadeus






I and I been hearing 'bout this place. A place outta the way where a select few meet.
A woman's voice whispered in my head about a boardroom and where it lies. So I be thinkin' that I wanted to have a looky-look for my own sake. Its dreamin' time and I and I use that time to take a walkabout without my feets have'n to leave the ground.



Hmmm, it comes to mind that some things should not be written down. I think I and I might be heading that advice for a change.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

~Amadeus



Amadeus clicked on the voice data recorder, the blue glow from the display illuminated her features. She sipped from a glass of ice water and rattled the cubes before speaking.

April, Nomos:

Last time I spoke I thought I was going to meet the ferry-man. Looks like Nomos ain't going to be kicking me out jus' yet. (Amadeus eyes squeezed shut as she rubbed them.) Now, there's always a catch isn't there? I find myself owing a few boons to be called in at will. Doctor-man get one for upholding his good doctor oath and treating me without expense. That Steven dealer-man gets one for having my cure and lastly but not least Dr.Max for being there when I needed a friend the most. So I am beholden now and will deal with that as the need arises. Still a little bit broke, but I'm not a pile of dead rotting meat in some dark alley so I and I can deal with that.

I seem to recall stepping inside a church to pray before my luck took a turn for the better. I and I don't know what to be thinky-thinkn' about that, 'cept I'm thinkn' someone threw me a round of the bad luck. Might be needed to stop in a say a prayer or two in thanks for the holy-holy. When it comes to magic I'm never picky be it holy or unholy, natural or supernatural. I'll best be taking what I get.

Time waits for no one and I've got ritual components to prep for under the counter sales. Bricks don't powder themselves

Saturday, April 10, 2010

~Amadeus


Amadeus stared at the blank display of the monitor. It's blue glow reflected off her skin as she leaned forward to active the voice data recording.

April, Nomos:

Seems I've gotten myself reasonably settled in round here. It ain't bad, deities know I've seen worse. Found work at the occult book store in town. It's the only one of its kind that I've seen in years. Reminds me of home. See enough interesting folk pass through it's doors. Some are looking for answers, others are just looking.

Had the chance to meet Mr. Skinner,the guy that runs an investigations out of the shop. I wouldn't spend too much time staring at him, unless you enjoy the look of charred flesh. Truth be told he kinda spooks me but I think he does it on purpose.

(Amadeus clears her throat and takes a sip of water) Speaking of spook, I met the boss the other day. Intimidating fellow, but I dig his shop ya? Oh yeah I'm remindin me of the good Doctor Max. She looks to be an alright sort if you don't mind some cloven foot prints. Real smart like I'm thinking. I think she likes tinkering with the sciences and machines. Gotta spend me some time and start learnin' this city I keep getting lost.


April, Nomos:

Rats, I shit you not, rats. Big ones. I swear I saw the one the size of a dog chasin this lady down the street. I'm buying a gun.

April, Nomos
Well, I found that a guns don't do much good if you can't shoot well enough. Got bit, think I'm getting sick. Did I mention some copbot picked my ass up after a losing streak at cards? Threw me into the cop shop. Gave some funny shot and I felt real fluffy like and high. I would have enjoyed it 'cept I had to go to robo court and fined. Fucking bolts. Now I ain't got the creds for nothing. Think I'm going to try and ride this bug out. It can't be all that bad.

April, Nomos:

Amadeus can be heard coughing, raspy and harsh and her voiced strained.
Sick, really sick. Saw the doctor-man the other day, some cop made me. Doctor man did what he could for me. Told me I was going to die if I didn't get the vaccine or the means to afford one. I've been fallin down a lot, maybe blacking out...my memory is funny and I'm not thinking too well. Cash tills around here don't have enough creds for my needs...ain't knowing enough folks to ask for a loan. Thinkin' if I can't steal or scrape enough I bes talking to the ferry man soon.