Minor and Major Keys

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Who: Stacia, Bunny, Saturday, Remy, others to be added
What: Stacia finds a mysterious key and investigates
Where: About the rig
When: After Pathless Woods/Saturday Morning/Unicorn Hunting
Warnings/Notes: none as of yet


There is a mysterious key in Stacia's possession and she is wildly curious about it.

She'd found it in her room, and promptly stomped on it just to make sure it wasn't going to get any funny ideas. She'd crumpled the accompanying note a bit in the process, but the message is still legible:

Never forget: Keys turn both ways. You can lock something away... But you can also throw a bolt and set something free.

It's true enough, she has her own experiences that speak to it, but someone or something is playing a game here and she doesn't appreciate not being told the rules ahead of time. She also doesn't appreciate the fact that she knows that this key will open the wooden music box that Jorgmund has in their Collections room just from touching the key.

Stacia is not a girl prone to investigating the weird and mysterious on her own unless she has no other choice, and she has a person or two she wants to talk to before she takes this thing to Collections to see what will happen...

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You mean she has to think while she enjoys this chocolate? Bunny, that's mean! Stacia tries though, if only because providing useful feedback is more likely to score her a regular test-taster seat.

"It'sh good," she says, covering her mouth with a hand so she doesn't have to swallow what's in her mouth to speak. "Texchur's fine. Melting--" she glances down at her other hand. "--Little fast." Licking melted chocolate off of her fingers will also undignified, but some sacrifices must be made.

She does swallow her first bite when he follows up on what actually brought her here; it's a serious enough topic that it deserves her full attention and articulation.

"I found something in my room earlier," she says. "It's not mine, and I don't know where it came from. But if Jorgmund gave you your gauntlets back, then I'm worried that they left it in my room for a less-than-savory reason."

She dips her not-sticky hand into her pocket and pulls out the key she'd found.

"I know it's magic, but it's not my kind of magic. And keys are always a little bit suspicious in general."

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Bunny's warmly glad that Stacia brought it to him first. Glad she's cautious, glad to be on her trusted list. The only thing he's not glad about is how limited his magical memories are now compared to what he's sure, deep down, they could be.

"No padlock turned up with it? No doors that weren't there before?" He confirms, holding out his paw for the key.

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Stacia doesn't hand the key over.

"It goes to a box Jorgmund has in their Collections room," she says. "It told me so when I picked it up, which is how I know it's magic. Hasn't done anything since, but I'm a little reluctant to let anyone else hold it until it's been decided that I'm not going to try and open the box. Just in case it disappears if it leaves my care, you know?"

She may still be a child to Bunny and by the standards of society, but she's a child on the cusp of young adulthood and she's earned a respectable position among Garou. She wants Bunny's help in coming to a decision, but the decision is still hers to make.

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"Told you so?" Bunny repeats, in the "keep explaining" kind of way. He had no intention of keeping the key, but maybe that's a werewolf thing, adults taking stuff and not giving it back. "Mind holdin' it up so I can get a good look?"

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Assured that Bunny isn't going to try and take it from her hand, Stacia shifts her grip on the key so that the very end of it is pinched between her thumb and forefinger. Hopefully that demonstrates that she's being thoughtful about holding onto it, rather than mind-whammied.

"When I found it in my room, I stomped on it a couple times, just in case it was something Stuff-made that was going to try and fly up and hit me in the face," she says. "When it didn't move, I picked it up, and I got a...psychic info dump? It wasn't exactly like talking to Alloran, but it was kind of similar. I just knew what it went to and where that thing was. Hasn't done anything else since. Oh!"

She balances the key to the knuckles of her other hand, trying not to get chocolate on it as she digs in her pocket for the note. "This was with it, too. Which, ominous much?"