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Date: Feb 14, 2009

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After the Baroness had declared she no longer intended to help him, even after all the throes he had put her through, so to speak, Varrick and Percival had settled down with his computer and started researching ways to convert their raw goods to the useless paper material that passed for currency in the modern age. It had taken a week, but the deal had been done, and the woman with whom they dealt had said she looked forward to future dealings. Percival had stated he was quite certain she would. Varrick hadn't fully understood his insinuation, and shrugged it off as part of the humor of the modern world. Now, they had money to replace the appliances that Varrick had destroyed, and to pay the debt that had been incurred with the use of that strange plastic card. Percival kept with his duties for wages of course, as the amount that was acquired wasn't anything to retire on. While they had been waiting for the woman to contact them about the meeting for the exchange, Varrick had found time to perform a small divination spell, which had brought them to the local library. "What did you say the word was again?" "Tarakian." Varrick reminded Percival as they pulled forth books, each looking for anything that would spark their interest. Percival paused a moment, the concentration of his thoughts apparent on his face. He'd expected Varrick to get more from the divination spell than just a single word. The man's magic was great enough to get the layout of castles in Arthur's time. Varrick had assured him it had to do with his lack of contact with the Book of the Wyrd and the obscurity spells that had been woven around the tribe of people he was interested in studying. "These will do." Varrick said, picking up a few of the heavy volumes and making his way to the librarian. "I've heard that word before." "Indeed you have, this close to Russia." Varrick told him, a smile sliding across his face as they made their way back to Percival's apartment. "It means cockroach. But I wasn't trying to divine on the necessary scum of the earth. Or maybe I was, I'm not entirely sure as of yet. I know I was trying to discover who those strange feeling creatures were." "Cockroaches." "It would seem." His voice held a tinge of amusement, as he could feel Percival's own mirth at the situation. "Why would they name themselves cockroach?" "Honestly Percival, I've no idea. Unless they were named by another, which is entirely possible. Great beings of magic in my time would create creatures to do their bidding all the time, having them believe things that weren't entirely truth so that they would remain zealous and fanatical followers until death." Percival nodded, and opened the door to his apartment. The Fae and man moved within and dropped the books on his new dining room table. "Well isn't that ferocious." The man commented, and Varrick glanced over to see the object of his statement. The Tuathan shook his head, laying hand to the picture of the tiger performing flehmen. "Not at all. Tigers do that after they scent on something, like a female in heat." "Oh, so they can smell really well?" Varrick laughed at Percival's question, flipping the book shut and laying out a few others to turn them to the pages he wanted. "Absolutely not my dear man. The Burmese have a saying, if the tiger had to depend upon it's nose, it would starve to death. They do that..." He pointed to the book that had held the picture, "to 'read' scents. They don't smell well at all. I've seen a tiger walk within ten feet of corpse and not even realize it was there. There's some sort of organ on the roof of their mouth that allow them to read smells, rather than smell them. They don't even notice the presence of Humans, nor can they differentiate between any of them." As they started back out of the apartment, Percival shot the Fae a strange look. "I've known a few shapeshifters in my time." Varrick said by way of explanation as they started down the hall. "Right. Where we off to now?" "Well, I need to return to the apothecary. The one that the Human Agnese nearly burned down. I did see some really rather interesting things while I was in there, some things I could use for a ritual. Although I'm sure I'll have to obtain the blood of a virgin elsewhere..." Percival just shook his head as they made their way towards the Brother's Oddity. __________________

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