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178378 No. 178378 ID: 426169

Chapter III

Trust and Betrayal












This is the story of Tiffany Blake.

Betrayed! Alexander Kinsley, her grandfather, had only pretended to want to help her bring her brother back to life. In reality, he had used her as a pawn to finally complete a ritual to steal her mother's power, and restore himself to life. Moreover, it was Alexander himself who had murdered Tony to lure her into helping him. Tiffany arrived too late to help her mother, and would have been killed herself if not for Thomas Kinsley, a member of the secretive Kinsley clan. While Thomas stayed to fight Alexander, Tiffany fled into the dark woods. Thomas' lone scream gave wings to her feet as she ran.

It's time to begin.
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No. 179311 ID: 1ac39d

of course, he sacrificed himself to save us, it would be the least we could do.
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No. 179312 ID: c71597

>>179309
He can ask away. Asking usually doesn't cost anything.
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No. 179333 ID: e3f578

"I want... I want... *cough cough*"
Tiff: "Yes? What is it?"
"A tailor. CAUSE I JUST RIPPED MY PANTS!"
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No. 179339 ID: 426169
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"Of course! Anything!"

>"Take... this... back to the clan. They... will... know what it *cough* means."

Tiffany takes the medallion. It feels really heavy, and even though it's irregular, it feels smooth. Polished by a long line of hands.

>"There... is a safe... house in Ad...el...eine... You... c-can find help... there."

"Adeleine, ok."

Thomas draws Tiffany close and lets out a hoarse whisper:

>"T...iff..a..ny.... you m-must... pre...ser..ve... the... Com...pact... at.. all......."

With that, Thomas' eyes glaze over, and his chest grows still.
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No. 179340 ID: c71597

>>179339
Right, time to go talk with daddy. You have some plans to make for the immediate future. Like what to do with the corpse in your house and where to go. Oh and give him moms letter as well.
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No. 179342 ID: a594b9

We also need to find out exactly what the Compact is. We might want to speak with the Reaper Man again... if we can find a safe way of doing so.
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No. 179343 ID: c71597

>>179342
We should probably stay away from him. He seems to have something against necromancers. I'm sure there are safer ways to find out more about it. If we for some reason need to talk with him we should probably do so through an intermediary.
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No. 179351 ID: 1ac39d

only way we are seeing the reaper again is by accident and i hope it doesn't happen for a long time.
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No. 179358 ID: 62781c

You and dad should really get out of your house. Quickly. It didn't take that long for you to get here from the hotel- how much longer do you have before Grandpa comes for you here?

Based upon the necromantic principles that we know, I don't think that Grandpa will be able to hurt Thomas now even if he gets the body, so just leave it. Search it first, with Mulder's help in case there is anything magical. A little macabre, but you can't let anything more than you have to fall into Grandpa's hands.

Then get the hell out of here. Grab some food, some cash, anything you consider essential and anything you would truly hate to lose forever from your house. Then leave. Get a couple states away, hole up in a hotel, and plan your next move (like figuring out where Adeleine is). Don't open up the warded bag until you've built an anti-scrying circle of your own to read it in, in case Grandpa is looking for it.
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No. 179363 ID: c71597

>>179358
There is a place in England called Adelaine atleast I think there is one. Hmm, can't find one though, closest one is a place in Austrailia called Adelaide.
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No. 179384 ID: 426169
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179384

Tiffany checks Thomas's corpse for anything of use, but finds nothing. Looks like he travels light. Thomas's eyes stare blankly at the ceiling.

>"Tiffany! I foun- oh."

Mulder shifts his weight around on the couch.

>"Tiffany, get your backpack and pack your things. We're leaving."

"Where?"

>"I don't know. Somewhere not here."

"Umm, Thomas said something about a safehouse in Adeleine."

>"Adeleine? That's... If we drive all night we should be there by morning. Go pack."

What does Tiffany pack?
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No. 179387 ID: a594b9

>>179384
Hoo boy. Clothes, tools for necromancy, first aid supplies, food, water, some kind of weapon... Perhaps some string.

Obviously we need to get the letter and book (presumably).
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No. 179388 ID: 40cb26

>>179384
Clothes, supplies, useful things, and memories. Give us a run down of what you've got.
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No. 179389 ID: c71597

>>179384
Some clothes, toothbrush and other hygiene stuff, a couple of needles and thread, a scissor or two. MP3 player and Iphone or similar thing if you have one.
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No. 179395 ID: 426169
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179395

[Items on this list are assumed taken automatically. Anything else needs to be mentioned.]
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No. 179397 ID: 93ebff

Can we give Mulder his eyes? Not like he's using 'em anymore. :3c
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No. 179408 ID: 40cb26

>>179395
Well for starters:

WASHABLE MARKER (BLUE)

DRY ERASE MARKER (GREEN)

At least a couple changes of clothes. Assuming you have anything decent to wear, we really don't have the time to go by the mall again.

>>179397
No.
Eating our friends eyes? That would just be encouraging bad eating habits.
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No. 179421 ID: 62781c

>>179397
No. While it would be nice to Mulder, I don't think Thomas would have approved, and as a non-evil necromancer we should abide by others' wishes regarding their corpses' dispositions.

>>179395
Bring a small knife, razor blade, or multitool. Make it sharp, something which you can use for cutting yourself and/or objects you wish to enchant. Also potentially useful for last ditch defense in a pinch, or for marring magical diagrams which you cannot easily erase (damned permanent markers).

Bring a notebook, a pencil, and a pen. You might have a grimoire, but you'll still want to write your own notes on magic (and anything else). Heck, you might even be able to work magic on torn out pages.

Bring a first aid kit, which should at minimum include needle and thread for stitching wounds, scissors, bandages, painkillers, and disinfectant. You will almost certainly be facing at least small injuries.

Bring a small flashlight and spare batteries. You'll be in the darkness.

Bring several pieces of chalk, in case marker is impractical.

Bring a lighter. Fire is useful in all sorts of situations.

Grandpa's original list of necromancy supplies also included a saw, candles, and a shovel, but those are probably too much to carry everywhere.

Bring one change of clothes, a toothbrush and toothpaste, and enough of whatever you ended up with to handle your period to take care of it until it's over.

Bring a picture of Mom and of Tony. This should require no explanation.

Bring a backpack or bag which you can easily use to transport all the above items plus the black velvet bag, without inconvenience.
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No. 179427 ID: 62781c

>>179421
Oh, and Thomas' medallion. I don't see that on the list. It would be highly awkward to forget that.
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No. 179435 ID: 716eb0

Bring your stuffed animal. You know the one. The one that you are too old for, because big girls do not need such things, and yet mysteriously it has never been put away in the attic. The tattered old thing that your mother gave you when you were two, which still secretly brings you comfort in the middle of the night, when things are at their darkest. It is next to your bed, where it has been since Tony died.

Bring it.


If anyone asks, you don't want anyone who knows magic to find it.
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No. 179452 ID: b3ee70

medallion
markers and tools for rune inscription.
A flashlight
Drop the Gothic clothes for things that make you look cute and innocent
lighter
first aid kit
pocket knife (multi tool is preferred)
duct-tape
money. copious amounts of money
hairspray (hairspray and lighters go hand in hand)
You should have a backpack somewhere. allow yourself more stuff to carry

tell your dad to get a gun... he could use it...
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No. 179534 ID: 6d381d

shit i am too late. i wanted to get a message to death, we needed to apologise at least.
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No. 179542 ID: 6d381d

ask dad if the house is insured. this may or may not involve fire.

get a cellphone, contacts, weapons and first aid kit. there may be zombies around. oooh, nail and hammer as well.

you will need to hide that book. if you have a schoolbag, put it in. replace the velvet bag with something similar in size and weight. and you will need to STUDY that book. i dont care who hates/loves it, we need to know what gramps can do, then we need to learn how to counter it nonetheless.

rations. for at least 2 days.

a knife, butterfly or something easily concealable and alcohol, dont want you discovering a severe infection in your finger or something like it.
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No. 179547 ID: 6d381d

>Bring your stuffed animal
i wonder if a book would fit on it?

>Drop the Gothic clothes for things that make you look cute and innocent
yeah, this. you have to forget actualy looking like a necromancer now.

>>179408
we may need to frame him for burning our house. just on that we would need to tear his jaws and actualy burn him. i dont rememeber in my head of any more methods to prevent him from being recognized, but we should do it.

consider that a man just died on our house and we are fleeing. what will the police think. we need to put a plausible truth to everyone.
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No. 179548 ID: 6d381d

>>179547
fuck, we need to make a mess out of everything in the house.
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No. 179568 ID: a85626

>>179542

>> you will need to hide that book

>>179547

>> >Bring your stuffed animal
>> I wonder if a book would fit in it?
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No. 179572 ID: a7a85a

Say guys, I hate to suggest this, but shouldn't we destroy Thomas's body, lest he come back as a powerful foe?
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No. 179573 ID: 1ac39d

not entirely.
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No. 179574 ID: a7a85a
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179574

>not entirely

Entirely. Better safe than sorry.
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No. 179575 ID: 6d381d

>>179574
since noone reads my posts anyway.

yes we should destroy thomas body. he died in our living room in a very suspicious way, in the very least the police will have too many reasons to hunt down dad. then there is child protection service, and we dont wanna go that path.

we should burn the dead guy, after breaking his jaw and ripping some teeth out. it will look like a crazy drugged cultist broke into our house and got burned anyway.
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No. 179594 ID: 40cb26

I think we should consider burning down the whole house. Kinda drastic but it will prevent anything left behind from being used against us. Then again all those magical protections might be better left alone.

But in any case let's have dad read that letter before deciding on anything like that. It probably has instructions on exactly what we should do when hightailing it out of there.
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No. 179701 ID: a594b9

Hey. Let's treat Thomas's corpse in a respectful manner. Regardless of whether or not we burn down the house around him or stick him in a pyre or something.
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No. 179717 ID: 1ac39d

take thomas' lance, that thing seems to be a powerful weapon.
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No. 179723 ID: 426169
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179723

Tiffany scours the house for things she needs. She took the following:

The Medallion.

Clothes, less dark.

Necromancy tools
-String, couple of needles, scissors
-Washable marker
-dry erase marker
-chalk sticks
-sharp knife
-Notebook

Flashlight and batteries.

Dad's guns&roses zippo.

Dad's leatherman.

Duct tape.

The first aid kit dad found.

Toothbrush and pads.

A photo of mom and Tony from it's frame in the wall.

Meanwhile, dad had attached the sidecar to his bike, and packed him own stuff.

>"Do you have enough clothes? Did you take everything you need?"

"Yes, I th- no wait! Thomas' lance!"

Tiffany runs to the back porch. Thomas' lance is lying in a pool of blood. The stone blade has gone entirely black.
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No. 179724 ID: 1ac39d

it probably needs to be charged or something.
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No. 179725 ID: c71597

>>179723
Take it anyway. You can try to figure out how to make it work later.
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No. 179727 ID: 6d381d

>>179723
lit the dude. set the couch on fire, then the carpet.
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No. 179731 ID: 40cb26

>>179723
Err, I think you shouldn't touch that. If anything wrap it in a blanket. But it would be safer if left behind.

>>179727
Might be a good idea, but let's hold off on that for a moment

Tiffany, before you go or do anything else your dad should see that letter. It may have some instruction for what to do when leaving home.
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No. 179732 ID: 38cdb2

Torch the body. Hell, torch the whole house, too. It's unlikely you'll be coming back here anytime soon, and we don't want Grampa having an already set up place to work from.
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No. 179733 ID: 1ac39d

>>179731
we should take it because it's the only REAL weapon we have.
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No. 179737 ID: 426169
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179737

Tiffany examines the lance a little closer. The shaft is ancient oak, bent and splintered, rough to the touch. The tip seems to be made of some kind of carved black stone. Deciding that it's their only weapon, Tiffany grabs the lance. She almost immediately falls over; it seems extraordinarily heavy, like the tip was made of lead. With great effort, Tiffany manages to half carry half drag it to the motorcycle. After some improvisation, dad wraps it in tent cloth and ties it to the bike.

>"Get in the sidecar, Tiff, and put your helmet on. There's something I gotta do before we go."

Dad takes a canister usually kept in the garage. He disappears into the house for a few minutes. When he re-emerges, he gives a long look inside. He then sets fire to a small rag and tosses it inside.

The smell of burning gasoline fills the air as dad climbs on the motorcycle.

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No. 179738 ID: 1ac39d

let's ride.
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No. 179741 ID: 426169
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179741

Next stop, Adeleine.
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No. 179744 ID: 5f5f46

I guess that stole the words from us all.

The letter from mom to dad! We must read it before we leave! Well, at least make a stop somewhere in the road so we can read it.

I see dad is taking things... relatively well.
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No. 179745 ID: c71597

>>179744
Who knows, maybe he was a hardcore gangster who joined the french foreign legion and has been around some hardcore shit before he became Dad.
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No. 179759 ID: 620bfb

Lance + Motorcycle? Excellent. Prepare for epic joust.
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No. 179774 ID: e75a2f

You know how stories like these are. The dad is always secretly some hardcore badass.

I mean come on, he got a wizard of all people to marry him.
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No. 179791 ID: c71597

>>179774
So if Thomas hadn't come by and rescued Tiff he would have gone all commando and stormed Alexanders mansion filled with drug smuggling zombies? Man that would have been awesome.
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No. 179792 ID: f95872

>>179744
It's entirely possible that the shock just hasn't set in yet.
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No. 179808 ID: 6d381d

he already sinked it.

he has a clear mind.

with vengeance.
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