At the end of the first full day of the Story

[shakenit]

[Sumire is treating her journal... like a journal, because why not. It's not like any of the people she'd talk to about this stuff otherwise are here.]

I suppose I've at least found one useful inroad, but I still feel so lost, trying to make sense of this. Akechi-san would have it all figured out by now, I'm sure.

What we need is a way to coordinate without drawing attention to ourselves as outsiders, but I don't know what that would be.

[Guess who learned Reply All and doesn't know it! Someone may want to let her know this isn't quite as private as she intended.]

[Added after Hikaru's comment:]

Sorry about that, everyone. This is Sumire. I suppose I got what I asked for.

I found Siobhan-san - Sigrid, at the moment - and she's offered to help me get ready for the masquerade. At least I got to choose my own mask. Does anyone have much sense of what's going on besides that yet?

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[logosmaxima]

[Magnus, on the other hand, will continue to abjure Gothic in the form of Prosperan's derived Coptic script.

It's more ~mystical~.]

Amusingly, it would seem I have gained a canine form of my own. Balance in all things, perhaps.

I am currently arranging a stable base of operations that you will be welcome to. This troubled little no-man's-land in the middle of the city seems like it may be a fruitful venue for its own subplots and twists, should we caretake and cultivate it.

Have you located Sanguinius as well?

[curzed]

Leman will be furious and insulted.

I fear a location aboveground will leave me lamentably noticeable. Sanguinius is also currently native. Based on my inability to find his scent I suspect he is once more indistinguishable from his role.