<div class="floatright">(https://img2.gelbooru.com/images/a8/54/a854448088ddb0f0ed995bbc97ad5cbd.jpg)</div><br/><strong>The Meeting</strong><br/><br/>The late arrival has Junkcat's head tilting, but she went back to watching the others. Just before the plans were finished and everyone left she leans forwards. "The gang. They're To much. To fast. Didn't grow but showed up. With more Juju and shine then should have." With her piece said she slips out the door and heads to prepare. Which mostly amounted to a change of clothing and silencing her internal commlink. Her main goal though was to summon a particular spirit, a summoning that left her panting and had almost failed. But as the spider shaped spirit's needle feet clutched her shoulder and she stroked it's rounded, fleshy head before it faded into the astral a wicked grin curled her lips.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Morning Summoning</div><div class="spoiler_body">Spirit Summoning  3 Hits (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=151484)<br/>Spirit's Roll 2 Hits (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=151485)<br/>Drain Resist 3 HIts (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=151486)<br/><br/>Results = 1 Task, 1 Drain <br/>Force 6 Spirit of man. Opium Den Innate Spell.<br/><br/></div></div><br/><br/><br/><strong>Afternoon, The Guzzling Gal, Auburn</strong><br/><br/>Junkcat barely waited for the van to stop and Butterfly to exit before darting out, combat boots splashing in the puddles filling the lot. Rubbing at her nose and giving a light hiss she glares at the van before straightening up. Hands brush down her knee length black skirt to smooth the flowing fabric out before straightening the buttoned up blouse she wore, fingers brushing across the riot of colors that swirled through the white fabric. Tail swishing she ducks her head slightly, faint purple and blue threading through her curls as her cheeks tinge a light purple. "Sorry. Rental vehicles reek." She glides across the lot back to the van to smile up at Ronka. "Jessie." Since she wasn't the singer and they needed to wait for instructions she drifted behind Butterfly as she glanced around and then upwards. "Fun weather. Hopefully things get busier later on?"