20 Moons- Hunt For The Stolen Child (4th Night)
--- Jon ---
The alarm on his phone woke him with a loud rumbling, and a part of him was tempted to just smash the thing and sleep in. At the same time however, he was also fully aware of the fact that if he skipped school they’d contact his ma, something he didn’t need if he was going to keep trying to investigate Kenneth’s kidnapping.
(Right, time to get up…) He groaned, forcing himself to sit up despite his clinging exhaustion.
From behind him he heard a faint trilling as he did so, and when he glanced over his shoulder he watched with some amusement as rather than getting up Pix merely rolled over and covered her head with the bit of blanket she’d stolen.
“Yeah, you just go back to sleep.” He sighed as got to his feet. “I can handle today by myself.”
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“Hello. I’m sorry to bother you but I seem to be a little lost here. I’m looking for an Antonio Ramirez, do you happen to-”
“Never heard of him.” The man growled before slamming their door in his face.
“And that’s another no…” He sighed, before glancing once more at the list of names and addresses he’d copied to his phone the night before.
As soon as he’d gotten out of school he’d begun tracking down each address and trying to find the occupants of said addresses, in the hopes that one of them would’ve known Ramirez or where he could be.
He also wasn’t exactly thrilled about the possibility of stumbling across a Dealer crew who happened to take offense to him asking about one of their members, especially when the only thing he had on him was his knife.
What’s more even if the people he asked did know Ramirez, it was fully possible they’d be lying to him about such. Which is why he was also taking the extra time to ask the building tenants of each address in the ledger he visited.
(Though that’s not helping me as much as I wish it was…)
Scene Consequences
-Gained ((2D6 = 8) + (Crit D6 = 5) + (Named Target Bonus D6 = 2) = 15) Intel.
-Gained (D6 = 4) Heat with the Dealers.
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About half way down his list, he eventually had an idea that he felt would’ve come significantly faster to anyone else of his generation.
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Rather than simply searching the names and addresses on the ledger by foot -a task that had a minor chance of drawing attention from the people he was investigating- he could instead try searching for them on the computer from the safety and comfort of his living room.
Which is why he was currently shifting through a number of social media feeds connected to every name in the ledger, including the ones he’d already searched. (Just in case.)
On it’s own he learned very little in the way of his investigation, that said he did learn that a few of the names on the ledger belonged to members of the various gangs. Something he found out due to the fact that the majority of those members felt like it was a smart idea to leave posts of them doing gang signs, hanging out in gang hideouts, and in some cases flat out doing illegal things.
(I’m suddenly feeling really good about having no social media presence.) He’d always thought them a waste of time largely due to the fact that he could just call the few people he enjoyed keeping in contact with.
(Well that and Ma was always worried about people tracking us through our social media pages.) Like he was doing right now… (Huh.)
Scene Consequences
-Skill Revealed: Computers at Lv. 1 (0/4).
-Gained ((4D6 = 13) + (Crit D6 = 4) + (Named Target Bonus D6 = 3) = 20) Intel.
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Eventually after running through every name in the ledger -or rather half way through it- his eyes began to sting from focusing on his computer screen for far longer than he had at any other point in his life. And having finally checked every name in the ledger to a minimal amount of success, he let himself turn off the computer.
Rubbing at his eyes, he made his way towards his room to check on Pix, who was once more working away at the garden in the hopes of getting it to finish early.
(Actually, at the rate she’s going it probably won’t even take a whole week to finish growing.) Which was impressive when one took into account she’d been working at the garden for a little under three weeks, and those particular plants usually took about three months to grow.
Sitting on his bed he watched the little fairy work her literal magic to aid the plants in growing, and as he did so he could feel his eyes growing heavy under the peaceful atmosphere, until finally-
Scene Interrupt
Guardian of Childhood Triggered: Jon refuses to rest until Kenneth is found.
“What am I doing?!” He groused, catching himself before he could doze off. (Every second I waste is another that Kenneth is separated from his mom.)
Ashamed of himself for even considering the possibility of wasting time, he looked around his room -idly noting Pix’s curious gaze- before spotting his spell supplies and remembering the fact that he hadn’t made any spell scripts for him to actually use.
To this effort he made his way to his desk and began meticulously drawing out the spell circuit responsible for his Tracker’s Eye spell, figuring that that would be the most valuable script in the short term for helping him find Kenneth.
And after finishing the first script, he continued to work away until it was almost midnight and Pix forced him to go to sleep, with two prodding zaps.
Scene Consequences
-Instead of resting Jon spent 5 MP to make Tracker’s Eye scripts.
--3 Tracker’s Eye Scripts have been added to inventory.