Jack tuned the voices of the others out, concentrating on the information he was receiving and trying to sort through it. He frowned mentally as he examined the hotel liquor, keeping a neutral expression in place. His hand tapped idly against his leg, and started to sing softly as he moved around the room.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Quietly singing</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y5G8AJf4Xzw&amp;spfreload=1</div></div><br/>He narrowed his eyes at Cuckoo where she sprawled on the bed, though if her eyes were sharp enough she'd note it was not her but the bed that was drawing his gaze. His attention was drawn back to Kamala, and he could almost feel Fate focus on her as she drew on her own powers, causing her to glow radiantly in his vision, and he grinned at her.<br/><br/>He moved across the room and stood staring at the glowing balcony, apparently taking in the view outside as the other spoke, and let his thoughts flow, the music carrying them along.<br/><br/><em>Alright, one for one on the vector. Or at least on one vector. There are times I could almost wish I wasn't as good as I am. Sympathetic magic. Alcohol gets it into the system. Still needs to spread. Physical contact? Like a disease then. Plenty of cheap drink downstairs, people coming in to the strip joints, gets their minds working in one direction. Physical contact spreads it to someone who hasn't drunk any. Slower spread. Builds over time. Repeated doses? Addictive properties? Keep bringing people back here, if it's high quality and low price. Makes sense.</em>His eyes narrowed as he looked out over the skyline.<em>So, bed, bath, balcony. AoE targeted spells? Places people will spend a lot of time when they're in the hotel room, of course. Absorption from the magic field or something? Or residue from those already affected?</em><br/><br/>On a whim he walked to the balcony windows and looked out over the city. It was unlikely the bad guys would be obliging enough to have some massive magical aura radiating 'Come smite me' wherever they were ...<em>Unless we're already standing in the corner penthouse of Spook Central</em>... his second thoughts added helpfully, and he grinned at his reflection in the glass.<br/><br/><em>Either way, we probably shouldn't discuss anything too important here until I can at least put up a ward of some kind.</em>. He turned around, focusing on his own shields, seeing them push out from his body in his minds eye til they filled the room, and surrounded all those within. He felt a prickle of sweat bead his forehead as he channeled the energy, pushing it into the wards til they glowed with his own power, shimmering shapes of trees appearing and disappearing in the shadows they cast.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Intelligence + Occult to set up a ward in the suite: 4 successes<br/>Working will probably be visible to Kamala, or anyone else using Unlidded Eye</div></div>