<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/de/Representing_Fang_of_the_Oroborus.jpeg)</div><strong>Cassandra Kiesling/Fang of the Ouroboros</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/19abwRn2BFKdUsvUX649L3pNDwE16xa074vM_gPItv94/edit)<br/><br/>As they approached the motel six, Fang flashed a grin at Crimson.  She was riding in the passenger seat of her best friend's truck.  "Okay, i'm going to go away for a minute or two.  I'm counting on you to make sure I have a body to come back too, kay?"<br/><br/>Fang stretched over and up.  She kissed Crimson on the cheek.  Then she leaned back in the chair and adjusted her seat belt so it was nice and tight.<br/><br/>Dark eyes fluttered shut...<br/><br/>A luminous being emerged from Fang's body onto the astral plane and shot ahead of the truck and incredible speeds, blurring up the road.  She did a lap around the motel six, looking for any sign of awakened presences—or wards.  She finished by poking her head through the translucent wall of the motel they were heading too.<br/><br/><br/>*   *   *<br/><br/>Fang fell back into her body just as the truck was pulling to a stop.  She shared what she had learned with the group, using their com link codes to make sure the message popped up to anyone who  had their ear buds in or their trodes on.<br/><br/>“So, I don't think the two people parked in that car at the end of the parking lot are making out.  They've got chrome eyes, too.  That's not the fashion statement it was a decade ago, you know? "<br/><br/>*   *   *<br/><br/>Fang hopped out of van.  “Let's join up with the big guy and make sure our client gets to the van okay.”<br/><br/>As she started after Meat Head, Fang settled her hat a bit more steadily onto her head.  Focusing her mind into augmented reality, she pressed her palm forwards and made a translucent scroll unfurl.  A quill burned over it at the speed of incorporeal fingers blazing over a keyboard of the mind.  She adressed it with the com code of their contact.  Then she called him by name.<br/><br/>“Your carriage is here, sir,” she explained.  “if you'll look out the window you'll see a<em>very large</em>blue cartoon werewolf and a cute black cowgirl with a katana over her bck walking up to your door.  We're here to carry your luggage.”<br/><br/>She added any confirmation code Billy had given them.  The scroll folded itself into a paper airplane and she tossed it through the air towards the room they were heading too.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Assensing</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2021-12-19 13:30:14, Fang (uid: 16) rolls: 9d6k5 Result: 23 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158013)<br/>2 hits<br/></div></div>