Yi calls from the auditorium. "Yo? Kaz?" She moves towards the backrooms downstairs, knocking briefly on the green room door before opening it and peeking in. "Is Little Be-- oh." She smiles and slips in, closing the door behind her. A hand carries a bag of McDonald's, smelling of McNuggets, fries, and other Weaverfood. "Finished putting up some more mirrors over at the park. City's locked some of the manholes where we were, but they look ok to open. Maybe a minute or so of concetrating."

Leonard takes a piece of toast and chews experimentally, glancing over at the new arrival. "Hey Sput'lum," he smiles.

Kaz grins. "Hey, Yi! Rockin'. I stuck a few up myself, where th' grates weren't locked." She starts cutting herself some cheese, and adds, "This summoning thing t'night's gonna be weird as shit."

Yi nods, giving Leonard a brief flash of confusion. "Sput'lum?" The MickeyD's find there way onto a handy cushion of the couch beside the Wendigo. "I've seen weird things, but I've never seen using mirrors to ask sun spirits down into sewers."

Kaz nibbles slowly on her cheese, and perches on a couch arm. "Yeah, well, prolly won't work, but what the fuck, can't hurt to try, right?"

Leonard finishes off a piece of toast and restrains himself, waiting to see if it ends up on the floor before trying anything else. He leans back against the arm, looking Yi over for signs of injury.

Yi lifts out a box of McNuggets and opens it, offering to her packmate and Kaz first. "Maybe the spirit will be crazy enough to think we're crazy, and decide to see anyway." She shrugs a bit, before answering Leonard. "I'm fine. Still alive, still thinking, still fighting." She looks over his head. "And you?"

John stalks in quietly, catching the end of Kaz's comment. "What won't work?" he asks, by way of greeting. He's still getting around in scrounged clothing, and carries a duffel bag under one arm. He moves smoothly and gracefully. No more stiffness.

"Yeah, it's sorta what I'm figurin'. Enthusiasm helps, with spirits." Kaz takes a nugget mostly to be polite, and tells her, "Feel free t'raid th' fridge." John's appearance actually manages to surprise her, and she coughs once before explaining, "Mirrors. For the spirit."

Leonard takes a nugget as well, but holds onto it for a few minutes. You paged the room with 'Do we know 'when' this is gonna happen?'.

Yi takes her own nugget, offering to John as well. A bite and swallow later, the asian Gnawer looks over at Leo. "It won't bite you, don't worry." She grins at him reassuringly. Really.

John takes the nugget from Yi with a nod of thanks, and eyes it consideringly before popping it fully into his mouth, and chewing. He swallows it, and licks his lips. Face still blank, expressionless.

Leonard decides he's probably not going to throw up, and takes a bite of mcnugget. He keeps his face expressionless as he chews and swallows.

John eyes Leonard, and holds up his fully gloved right hand. "How many fingers am I holding up?" he asks, holding up three fingers.

Kaz nibbles her cheese, perfectly content. And it shows in her expression. "So. It might not work, but fuck, it's only a couple hours've labor. John, you were talkin' about... Larger scale, or something?" She breaks off to watch this test.

Yi chews on the rest of her mcnugget while watching Little Bear for the answer.

Leonard looks at John's hand, slightly confused. "Three. Why?"

John shrugs dismissively. "You had problems last time. Just checking." he grunts, then looks to Kaz. "Just a thought. I don't like the feeling down there. We scurry about like hunted things. We should perhaps send people to kill things, then let the others get on with making the captured ground secure."

Kaz tilts her head. "As in, kill stuff and /then/ do lights?"

Yi tilts her head at John. "It's a method, yes, but how can you just send people down there? It's like sending the worm to the hook. What's down there is aware that we are trying to get at it. And it -knows- that we want to take the sewers. It also knows it has a secure place. Even if we could send the entire sept in, there's no space for crinos."

Kaz adds, "I mention Osprey Circle recently?" After a pause, she mutters, "Actually, I guess I did."

John shakes his head minutely. "Doing both at the same time would be good. Treat it like a little war. Have people fall back if they get hurt, or if something's too hard, whatever. But we can't expect to install the lights while we're jumping at shadows. And I've got a score to settle with that golem-thing." His mouth twists sourly as he finishes.

Leonard nods to John, uncertainly, then finishes his Mcnugget. "Is this going to happen tonight?"

John frowns. "I don't expect us to do anything major for at least a week. We need to have plans, and better equipment." he grunts. "I think the other night made that pretty obvious."

Leonard nods, slowly. "But Sepdet-rhya is going to be summoning the sun tonight."

"Before the sun goes down," Yi tells her packmate. "If there was a way to clear back the muck from the bottom of the pipes, think it would make it harder for them to sneak up on us. If there was a way to clear it, that is."

Kaz says, "Huh. Fire work, you think?"

Leonard's eyes widen at thought of fire in the cramped sewers.

Yi furrows her brow. "The newspaper yesterday not only said they thought kids were vandalizing the sewers so they locked it, but that the fire caused some breaks in the gaslines. That's why there was the explosion. If we could control the fire, maybe, but..." Yi drops off there with a shrug. "We don't have flamethrowers, and I can build things, but I can't build flamethrowers."

John shrugs again. "Fire's not a problem. How much of it that's needed, might be. But Roger's keen." He gives Kaz a wry look. "Roger apparently took my willingness to use Rotem's lights as an insult to himself. And has decided to outdo him in as much as he can."

Leonard looks at Yi. "What's a flamethrower?"

Kaz looks slowly over at John. "Can /you/ get flamethrowers?"

John looks a little uncertain, and his brow furrows. Reluctantly, he says, "Maaaybe. Depends what level of tech you're after." He doesn't look to comfortable with the idea. "And... I wouldn't give someone a flame-thrower without the proper training. They can be almost as harmful to the user. They're not 'point and clik' like guns."

Kaz shrugs. "I learn quick. An' I ain't talkin' big heap flamethower, just one that can get the job done."

Yi answers Leo, "A tool that breathes fire." She grins, pyromaniacally. "About this long, and you squeeze a lever, and flame comes out."

Kaz mutters, "Just don't give one to Max."

Leonard blinks, eyes wide. "Oh."

Leonard mentally changes his estimation of Yi. Appearances aside she does indeed have the 'crazy white girl' gene.

Leonard drowses on the couch as the others talk strategy that is for the most part way over his head, until he finally drops off.

Yi pats Leonard, again trying to reassure him, though it might not take. "It's cool, as long as you use it... responsibly." Then as the Wendigo drops back off to sleep, she continues her mild meal of McNuggets. "What does Roger have in mind?"

John shakes his head a little. "I'd prefer to remote detonate with those canisters. Roger has quite a few, and can make more. Tailor made, if I give him the purpose." He says quietly. "I don't like the idea of using fire in a sewer that may well be full of gas." Simple observations, no real emotion to his voice to emphasize. He might as well be talking about the weather.

Kaz nods thoughtfully. "Suppose so. But -- Well, you know best." Wistfully, she mutters, "I've never /used/ a flamethrower..."

Yi leans back against the couch. "Set up the bombs inside, then blow them up from outside? That's a thought." She muses over the idea.

John shrugs. "I don't know best. I'm just stating preference. I'd like to see what effect a shotgun or rifle would have on that bane." he adds a little thoughtfully. "While you guys got out, I fired a few shots. Seemed to have just the same effect as claws." His face sours quickly. "But. I've been thinking. It dissolved when it fled. We only managed to knock bits off. I wonder if those bits could reattach. How do we finish it for good?"

Kaz shrugs. "Presume it's like any bane. You do enough damage, it'll just kinda give up an' unbind itself." After a moment, she adds, "We could have just one flamethrower. For the non-gassy spots. But what's Roger wanna do with the lights?"

Yi troubles over the idea of reattaching itself. "I know what I heard, in the sewers. And whatever it was, I still didn't see it. The thing keeps moving back when I go forward. The creature we were ripping into bits, was just that. Bits. Made of dead fish and rats and just... muck. We have to stop it from the source. Can't keep cutting arms off the starfish and throwing it back to the ocean."

John gives Yi a wry look, then folds his arms. "Flamethrowers, then. I'd prefer we were all armed. Only problem is getting that number of weapons without setting of alarm bells everywhere." he murmurs. "Or, just getting them in the first place. They're not as common or as cheap as some people like to think. The good ones, at any rate." The Walker starts to get lost in thought. "M-16s are cheaper than M4s right now, but they're useless for anything other than outdoors demolition. The carbine's would be more useful, but we'd need plenty of clips, and we'd probably rupture more pipes." He shrugs, eyes still to the heavens. "Much as I hate to resort to SMGs, something like the Navy-issue MP5 might be the way to go. Expanded clips..."

Kaz watches this with not-at-all concealed glee.

Yi shrugs, having no idea what all the serial numbers mean. "I don't want to ruin the city sewers for the sake of cleaning out the gunk. Blowing it up would mean that was our last resort." She wets her lips. "But, I -want- to find out what is down there. I think it's a nest, but I could go far enough to find out. I am not volunteering to go down alone, unaided though. If there was just some way to... walk amongst them without being detected." She shakes her head some more. "I'm not sure about strategy now. All I know is scouting, and that's what I do."

Kaz says, "Osprey Circle's gotta be the center. That's what --" she breaks off. The pause is unusual. "It's the only thing that makes sense."

John grunts, and waves a hand in the air. "The thing is to be prepared for /all/ your enemies, and claws do just fine against those darkness banes. Proven the most effective way so far. Weakened by light. But..." He frowns and folds his arms again. "That dead-carcass bane is a spanner in the works." He nods at Kaz, accepting her judgement, but asks "Why's it the /only/ thing that makes sense?"

Kaz shrugs. "You want the long explanation, or the short one?"

John watches her with a little more interest. "Long one'll save time in the long run."

Kaz sighs. "Well. How do you feel about mages?"

An instant snarl is blocked off only partially and he masters his face with some effort. There lies her response, it seems. "Don't. Like them." he says quietly. Intensely.

Yi shrugs. "Perrin's the only one I know about."

Kaz is mostly watching John. "Figured," she mutters glumly. "Well, see. I got this phone call. On a payphone outside the fuckin' church. From, well, a mage. I dunno what the fuck his name is, or if he's even a he, but he offered to help with the bone problem --" she breaks off. "You know how there's, like, a fuckin' Crinos skeleton over there at SCCU? Anyway, he offered to help with that, if we'd off alla the guys at Osprey Circle. Since they're buggin' his butt. But he said it'd take like 11 of us or somethin', and that they were unusually strong'n bright, an' that he was a wuss and couldn't do it himself." There's a brief grin. "Only he didn't put it that way. Anyways, we know they have patrols, and we know there's a bane nest there, and there's enough room for 'em and stuff... So it makes sense to /me/."

John frowns, and represses another snarl. "Who're the guys at Osprey Circle?" he grunts.

Yi listens intently, also wanting to know. "Doesn't sound like Perrin. A new mage?"

Kaz glances at Yi. "She did alla the scoutin'. I ain't done none. But they're banes, they're jerkwads, and they... What was it, they Tainted Jay and then it couldn't be fixed?"

Yi chews on her lip answering quietly, "Jay attacked something down below the first time, swallowed part of it and got sick. Perrin helped take it out of him, but then he took on the taint. Elan and some of us eventually did a Rite of Cleansing and he threw up the wyrmstuff. I think there are fomor in the sewers. From that one nest of fomor that Chaser took care of."

Kaz adds, to John, "I ain't sayin' it's the /only/ thing it could be, by the way. An' I ain't doin' nothin' for no mage. It's just, we wanna clean that one out eventually anyway -- Signe said we could do it at the end, 'cause it seems bigger."

John does not look happy. Suddenly tense, and standing rigidly straight, arms folded more agressively than defensively. "We should take care of our own problems. Keep the mages out of it." he growls lowly. "Need more info about this Osprey Circle. If it's keeping a mage away, then maybe we should leave it for a while. Let's solve our bones problem without him. It can't be too hard."

Yi runs a hand through her hair, forehead creased with thoughtful wrinkle. "So what -should- we do about the sewers? And it all seems to focus on Osprey Circle. When I scouted above the sewers, nothing was wrong. People walking around, cars going by." She clenches a fist, frustrated.

Kaz stares at John. "OK, dipshit. Let me say this slowly, and carefully, so you understand what I'm saying. It ain't keepin' the /mage/ anywhere. He fuckin' called me on a fuckin' payphone, and he's never seen me before in his life. Well, so far as I know. He can do whatever the fuck he wants, he was just whining that they were crimpin' his style. /I/ ain't pushin' nothin' for Osprey Circle, because the /plan/ is to hit it last, because there's so fuckin' many of them. But if you /even/ start sayin' that what /might/ be a command center of these things isn't worth hittin' because some /mage/ is worryin' about it, I will fuckin' challenge your ass. And probably lose, but fuck that, I don't care, because Jesus motherfuckin' Christ, this is Wyrm, I don't care whether some mage tells me about it, or the Pope himself, we /fight/ it." She jerks a thumb at Yi. "And it /does/ center around Osprey Circle. So just... Don't."

John scowls at Kaz. "Combat the Wyrm Where it Dwells and Whenever It Breeds." he snaps. "I know that. I'm saying to prioritize. If we can squeeze something more out of him, better. If we can do any more than just crimp his style, best." he snarls. "You suggesting I'd let the Wyrm live longer than I have to is... Insulting." The word itself is said like a dire threat. Challenge in itself. "Few have cause to hate as much as I do."

Kaz snorts. "Then act that way, John-boy Walton. A mage ain't automatically Wyrm. Uncertain ally at best, but fuck, so're a lot of other things, certain Silent Striders that don't show up places when they're supposed to among them. I'm not gonna use him unless I have to, for the bones, but if we're sittin' here goin', "Gosh, where's the command center," and his evidence /in addition to everyone else's/ makes Osprey Circle more likely, then don't toss it away. That's all I mean. An' the ones before, the ones that came outta the Plant explosion, they had a central location where they ordered patrols off of, too."

Leonard blinks awake at Kaz's tirade, rubbing one eye lazily.

Yi holds a hand to her nose bridge for a moment, listening to the verbal growling. "Ok just... shut up a moment, please." She opens her eyes back up again and watches the both of them, levelly. "Prioritize, fine. First, we have a spirit summoning to deal with, and we're waiting for Sepdet to come. So, first... If the summoning is successful, what should we do about it? -Or-, if the summoning is unsuccessful, where do we go? The skeleton matter I trust in Bernie to deal with that and keep us informed. So... -what- are we going to do now?"

John stares angrily at Kaz. "I'm not doubting his information, I'm saying I don't want him there." he snaps, bitterly. To Yi, he gives a more calm look. "We still clear it out and kill all the fuckers. We still cleanse it best we can. Spirits just make it easier. We /can/ try without them."

Kaz relaxes, minutely. "Well, that's cool, he ain't plannin' on bein' there. He's a lazy-assed weasel an' he don' want anythin' to do with fightin' banes." Exhaling a long sigh, she adds, to Yi, "Unsuccessful, then we just keep doin' what we're doin', slowly but surely. With more ammunition, this time."

Leonard asks sleepily, "Are we going to fight something now?"

John grumbles under his breath, "I don't just not want to fight next to him, I want him /out of my city/."

Kaz says "You'd have to find out his damn name before you could do any of the rest of that. I dun even know what he looks like. What's your problem anyway, which bender pissed in /your/ Wheaties?"

Yi shakes her head. "Maybe I am being too general. If the spirit summoning is successful, we will have a major plus. I would expect the 'Incarna' to help greatly in our favor. If it likes the mirrors, we can offer to set up more, if it can help us fight back the dark. If in case, the spirit doesn't like it, then ok we will go back to picking the fleas off with our own claws. Kill, cleanse, heal, yes. But where, on the map? With what, and who?" She waves her hand in a circular twirl as if to motion, 'etcetera.' To Leonard, she pats him gently. "We're always fighting something, Little Bear."

Leonard smiles at Yi. "You should bring tobacco."

John just grunts at Kaz. "Nothing, no-one. Mages are Bad News. Especially a Mage who bargains favours with Garou."

Kaz eyes the man dubiously. "Yeah, an' sometimes they work out. You're actin' as if they all of them lead to the fall of Troy."

John just stares at Kaz as if she's hit the nail on the head, features wrinkled in a half-scowl.

Yi sighs slowly and glances at Leonard oddly. "I don't smoke."

Kaz shrugs at him. "You're gonna let past experiences kill your braincells, I don't mind. Just don't ask me to add you to the strategizing."

Leonard shakes his head. "Not for you, for Kya'lenwhu. As a gift. Its sacred. The spirits like it."

Long distance to the room: Yi .oO ()

From afar, to the room, Leonard bonks Yi :)

John just sniffs at Kaz. "I have yet to meet a Mage who could be trusted. They die too hard to be allowed to run free, unchecked." he mutters sourly.

Leonard glances at John. "I bet they think the same of you."

Kaz says "See, that's different. I ain't trustin' no mage. Not with my back, or with my left big toe. But I'll /use/ 'em. Quite happily."

Yi blinks a few times, then shrugs. "If Mr. Sun wants a cigar, we can get him one." To Kaz and John, she flickers her gaze between them. "We don't need any more enemies, even amongst ourselves. But that's another matter to deal with another day. Right now, I would like to know what we should get ourselves ready for. Spirit summoning, and afterwards."

John grunts at Leonard. "Gaia and the Litany keep us from running unchecked." A defensive tone to his voice. He looks at Yi, nodding calmly, the stiffness easing out of him. "Sepdet's our best bet. She'll talk to us. She's the one with the plans, and we're the ones who're willing to do things." he says quietly. Not happily... "Maybe she'll spill some more than she has already if we prod her enough."

Yi nods slowly. "If we could, just, flood the sewers and get everything out into the open where we -could- fight it... that would help."

John looks at Yi incredulously. "Fight in the open. What... crinos in broad daylight, or just a bunch of vigilantes sending police into a frenzy at the sound of gunfire?"

Kaz blinks. "Flood how, though?"

Leonard says "Water spirits, call up a storm?"

Yi gives John a Look. "Of course not that. But with such a big pipe for the shit to flow out of, all we have to do is flush the toilet."

Kaz shrugs. "Lotta piping, mebbe. But John, she jus' means, so w don't gotta act like we're fuckin' circus acts in there."

John's brain can be seen working, visibly. "Explosives work much better than individual combat when the enemy is trapped together. Even supernaturals, trust me." he muses quietly.

Kaz jerks a thumb at John, as she looks at Yi. "See. Large scale planning, at its best." To John, she asks, "But do you wannem usable after you're done with 'em?"

Yi looks at Leonard briefly, then back to Kaz and John. "Flood with fire, or with water. Fill the tunnels with something other than our furry bodies. If we crack a water line... we can expect a lot of water, and most of it runs to the river. If we use fire, we could have a city with a lot of problems. Either way it's hazardous for us, or for the humans who live here."

John shakes his head. "Combustibles, rather than explosives as such. Coat them with fire. Naptha, and the like. I'm sure we can come up with something that won't damage the infrastructure." he murmurs, still thinking.

Kaz says, in low eager tones, "Naaaapalm..."

Leonard frowns. "What will it do to Grandmother?"

Yi rubs a hand on the back of her neck. "Napalm... burns. But it burns only the fluid that lights it, and whatever else is flammable." She looks at Leonard. "Which is why maybe fire is better than water, this time." Back to the two fellow pyros, she grinds her teeth a bit. "If ... if the sun spirit agrees, is not the heat of the sun something hot enough to set a few things on fire?"

John snorts. "Save me from burning my ass off again."

Leonard nods, liking this means better. "Fire is cleansing. So is water. Either will do. Both might be better."

Kaz says, "Huh. This might just work. Slowly but surely."

Yi chomps down on a cooling McNugget defiantly, chewing with thought. "We'll have to see about it. There are ways of making homemade napalm, aren't there?"

John nods quickly. "Plenty. But there might be plenty of cheap good-quality stuff out there so we don't have to." He shrugs. "I'll look into it. As well as a few alternatives. They're doing amazing things with killing people these days." he says wryly.

Kaz mutters something about being back in a second, and wanders upstairs, evidently remembering something useful.

Yi sits crosslegged onto the couch with the McNuggets in hand. "What about waterlines? Maybe we could flood a part of the sewer, to clear, or move the muck, someway. Those things popped out of the filth at our feet."

Leonard sits up, pausing a moment. "I still think water is better. With Salmon's help we might be able to clean the river after the things in the sewer are gone. At least we will have them out in the open. Maybe we can fight them under the water. THey did that before, I think. At the lake." John's mouth twists. "I am not fucking fighting anything that can move like those things do, underwater." he mutters. "But if the banes themselves don't get flushed out, at least the filth might. Then we could perhaps fight more effectively."

Yi chews thoughtfully, giving a small hm. "We do what is necessary to cleanse the blight. I think Salmon will understand, but we should ask Sepdet. If anything, we can push it to the river and clean -everything- up. I think the humans would get concerned too, if not for the fact they drink water, then the fact that if they do not clean it their homes will open windows to air filled with stench of their own waste and neglect."

Leonard hmphs. "Doesn't seem to bother them now."

Kaz thuds back downstairs, evidently not having found what she wanted.

John snorts again, quietly. "You'd be surprised with what humans will put up with." me mutters under his breath.

Yi nods with John and Leonard. "But given our options, what else could we do? We either blow it up, or flush it. Either way, we have to get dirty."

Leonard frowns. "Blowing it up is worse. All those chemicals..."

John picks at the filthy rags he's wearing. Or at least... they are compared to his clean, well-tailored clothes from before. "Remind me to wear some sort of appropriate clothing next time, too. My only dedicated clothes..." he mutters sadly.

Leonard looks down at his own disgusting self. "Maybe we should wash us down the river."

Yi has her own clothes in the wash, luckily having some choice of clothing. "What about this city's treatment plant? Guess we should look there, too."

Yi explains, "There's a factory in cities, that cleans the water, makes it usable and drinkable by for the people in their homes. There might be a problem there too. Or, shouldn't they at least notice some strange things in the water?"

Leonard huhs.

John shrugs. "It's not unlikely that something of the Wyrm could be in control. You wouldn't believe the things I've heard and seen about the hospital. In fact, if we don't clean these sewers soon, I'm going to get started on cleansing that hospital anyway." There's an edge. A slightly impatient tone. Maybe it's just too close to the full.

Leonard snorts. "Only way to clean this place would be to burn it to the ground."

"You know what I mean." the Walker snaps irritably.

Yi stretches some, then settles back down with a nod. "Osprey Circle is near the commercial district, uptown. Big financial buildings and such. Everything is clean looking, but there's always a fly hovering around the meat."

His patience appears to be running at an end. "Actually... Fuck it. I'm going to go do some 'things'. Might as well clean up the rest of the city in my free time." he growls, turning to stalk out again. Yep. Full moon in evidence.

Leonard watches John go, curiously.

Yi exhales slowly, but nods to John. "Remember.. have fun when you're doing it." The statement itself drips with sarcasm.

John growls lightly, "Oh, it's /all/ fun, what I'm planning. You can play all sorts of games when you're cleaning, just to help the time go by..." There's the threat of violence behind those words. In the tone of his voice, and even his posture. Someone's going to share the pain tonight, it seems.

Yi just returns the words with a wry smile. "See ya Ice-Walker."

John doesn't answer, just leaves with the same amount of ceremony with which he came. None.

Leonard fishes in Yi's McDonald's bag, then decides to stick with toast. He's obviously getting his appetite back.

Yi takes up the pack of fries, picking out some and chewing on the ends of them. "I keep thinking of what to expect," she murmurs around the fries, "But with the Wyrm, there's nothing to expect except the worst."

Leonard finishes his toast and looks down at himself, wrinkling his nose. "Okay. I think I need a bath."

Yi nods slowly to Leonard. She looks over in the direction of the bathroom, and points the Wendigo in that direction. "Shower there, or if you feel like going back to the lake..."

Leonard shakes his head, moving towards the bathroom. "I won't take this to the forest with me." He strips off his shirt on the way. "I should probably burn these."

Kaz offers, finally heading to a couch, "Got extras."

Yi shrugs lightly. "Or there's Goodwill, Walmart. Clothes can be gotten."

Leonard nods. "Thanks." He disappears into the bathroom.