Well, Delphi was...interesting. In the 'wow, is that actually a city-wide orgy' kind of interesting. I mean...damn. Got some nice video footage though. We did finally manage to get through the city though, thanks to Hal. Well, at least his 'I'm a big scary guy' schtick. We finally found where the oracle was supposed to be...
Only to hear from her annoyed(justifiably) secretary that she wasn't in today. Given that Hal was being Captain Jerkass McDouchenstein, anyway. And people say I need to chill sometimes, damn. We did get an address out of her, though, for where the oracle was. Meant another trip through the city, but hey, more pictures right?
So, we head on up to her apartment. Cassandra answered. Looks like a fourteen year old kid. Kind of wonder if she's the Cassandra, but would've been impolite to ask. Possible, given how she later mentioned she was somewhere in the thousands. When Cin asked if the oracle was there...well, Cassie's response was totally, and completely, lame. When I told her so...well, can't say I blame her for not wanting to do it. She has to see whatever memory or whatever we give her, and is stuck with the vision to boot. No wonder she seemed a bit on edge.
Of course, Hal continued to act like Colonel Alan Dickweed, Esquire. He might have his reasons, he might just have an iron stick jammed up his backside. Either way, that act wasn't going to win anyone over. She brought out a rather epic retaliation. And...damn. Can't say I didn't build up some more sympathy for her. Poor lass just wanted to go to her prom for God's sake, and because everybody needed easy answers, even that got taken from her. Yeah, makes my issues when I was a teenager kind of insignifigant, but...damn if I don't sympathize with her. Might have to do something nice for her, now that I have an address, and one for that office. I'll think of something eventually.
Hal...god damn it, Hal. We've never seen eye to eye on anything, but for the love of fuck, why did you insist on antagonizing an agent of Fate? That's going to come back to bite you in the ass, and I sure as hell don't want it catching the rest of the band because you couldn't resist waving your dick at every problem and hoping it's impressed.
And then Cindy...damn it woman. Poor kid gets screwed over by fate too and wants some time off to be a normal girl, and you get pissy too? The oracles aren't slaves to be trussed up every time we need some answer we probably could've found by digging a bit deeper or asking elsewhere. That's about the time my own temper started flaring up, but I fell back on the old McKenzie tactic - bottle it up where it can't hurt anyone, until I need to smash someone over the head with the bottle.
We finally got back outside, after Lexi knocked on the door to harass the poor girl again, and Cassie told us where two relatively nearby oracles were, or might be. I still don't know why we ought to give any form of shit about Nikky or his idiotic question. None of this is really our concern, and I hate that I'm being dragged along on some stupid errand while the world is going to pot. Of course, Cin brought up Lexi's bleedin' saxophone. Finally decided, hell, might as well start asking for advice myself beyond plotting how to get revenge on that idiot Donnie.
So I mention we get one question if I ask the bird, and...guess what? Every time I have an idea that is productive and sensible, everyone fucking ignores it and just turns to the pixie. Because Claire is just a big, angry, gangly giant who's not good for anything other then shouting and snarking, right? So, I stomped off. Probably not the most mature of methods. But what does it matter, eh? Still wonder if I could've gotten away with just putting a few rounds down the street to see how people would react.
Still don't intend to stick my neck out on information next time if I don't have to. Unless I cool down enough to just let it go, but....gods, I haven't gotten this angry in months. And if they aren't going to listen, should I really bother speaking up?
The bird put her input in, like she tends to. As annoying as it is when she takes chunks out of my ear, she's smart. So...hell. I opted to put my piece in anyway, regardless of the stupid sax music. Which found out Donnie and Harmonia had run off together to some place with a stupid name. Well, ok, I put my piece in after Cin asked me to google the stupid name. So I just asked the bird where it was and what we'd face there. I enjoyed playing that card immensely.
Of course, it wasn't crystal clear, but it's something to work with. And it's more then just a dumb name we got from Lexi's sax, so that does make me happy. Huzzah for spite, I guess.
She asked for a sacrifice for each question I have to ask. Mind, no doubt it could be done in any particular fashion I had at hand, but there is something to be said for tradition sometimes. I may ask one of the smith gods of the Tuatha for aid...this time would likely require a proper quest. But what can ya do? Prices to be paid for anything.
Eh. I'm rambling. We'll see how things go. For now, I'm going to go practice some target shooting and bleed out some of the anger.
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