TRP: Asya, Jonn, and Roddy (Truth)

**Izzy:** at 3:23 PM

[Setting: Day 176, just after Roddy departs from the group
after being summoned by a crow.]

The crow flitted down the street, never stopping too far
away for Roddy to keep an eye on it and see its next perch. It looked back at
him occasionally, tilting its head and fixing a beady eye on him as if making
sure he was keeping up. It led him to the port district, and finally, down a
little alleyway -- where it came to rest on Finch's shoulder.

He slouched against a wall, scowling, looking up when his
crow rejoined him. Jonn sat on a crate next to him, playing with his magic
dagger, and he perked up when he saw Roddy and immediately stood and tucked the
dagger away.

"Hey!" He kept his voice low, but with clear
difficultly through his excitement. "Roddy!" He bounced on his toes.
"I get to work with you on your first job! Fucking great, right?"

**Muse:** at 3:31 PM

Roddy gave a tight little smile. Right. Mission. At least it
wasn't with strangers though. "Hey Jonn," he said, also keeping his
voice low. "Yeah, that is great." He did mean it. On some level. A
level buried under a deep layer of oh no a mission am I gonna murder someone?
is someone going to die? why did I think this was a good idea?

"So uh, what is the mission?" he asked, glancing
between Jonn and Finch. "We uh. We breaking into somewhere and stealing
some stuff?" (Please say yes please say yes.)

**Izzy:** at 3:41 PM

"Nope!" Jonn said brightly. "Spy shit. Finch
has us a way into this thing one of the Basha's people is having. It's a
wedding, or something, right?" He looked to Finch.

"Do you listen to any goddamn thing I say?" Finch
asked incredulously. He sighed and turned to Roddy. "It's a birthday. One
of the cartel heads' kid. You get in as servants -- Jonn's waitstaff, you're
entertainment. Bard shit. You circulate, keep your ear to the ground, try to
learn what you can." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a sketch of
a human man, holding it up for Roddy to see. "This is the guy."

Jonn quickly put in, "Oh, shit, Roddy's not good with
faces. I'll just point him out once we're in there." He grinned at Roddy.

"Whatever." Finch put the sketch away.
"Anyway, try to stick close to him and listen for anything he says about
any meeting, or any plans. Got that?"

**Muse:** at 3:49 PM

Oh just gathering information. This was good. (Larkin wasn't
gonna be happy about this but what else could Roddy do?) He nodded, taking a
deep breath. No murder by the sound of it. (Unless that was Jonn's job but-
y'know what Roddy wasn't gonna think about that.) "Got it," he said.
"Listen for meetings and plans from the one guy, or any information in
general."

**Izzy:** at 4:10 PM

Finch gave a thumbs up. Jonn beamed and grabbed him in a
quick hug -- making the crow flutter off and give a caw of annoyance at being
disturbed -- then pulled away and whispered the command word to his armor,
making it ripple into the appearance of a simple waiter's uniform. He appraised
Roddy, and jerked a thumb towards Finch.

"You'll have to leave your sword and stuff like that
with Finch. S'okay, though, if things go bad I'll protect you."

**Muse:** at 4:25 PM

Roddy nodded and started shucking off the obviously-dangerous
gear. "Hey you think I can keep this?" he asked, holding up the
clockwork crow. "It doesn't look like a weapon." Not unless you
looked close and saw the sharp beak, or even closer to see the poison coating
it.

**Izzy:** at 4:27 PM

Finch squinted at it, and waved it off. "Looks like a
toy. Should be fine."

**Muse:** at 4:35 PM

Roddy nodded and wound it up, probably enough to last the
night? And then set it on his shoulder. Even without any obvious weapons, he
had a good amount of magic- enough so that if things got sticky he was
confident he'd be able to get him and Jonn out of there. "Don't worry
about me, long as I got this," he hefted his lute, "I can give people
a good blastin'."

**Izzy:** at 4:37 PM

Jonn grinned. "Yeah, it's gonna be great. Oh, I mean --
hopefully it won't come to that." He assumed a more serious expression.
"Undercover shit, and all. But if it does." Another big grin, and he
hopped up on his toes to hug Roddy, too.

Finch grumbled impatiently behind him.

**Muse:** at 4:41 PM

Roddy ignored Finch, hugging Jonn tight and just- taking a
second. He was venturing into something new and scary but at least he had
family around, watching his back. It helped.

You know what else helped? "If your jealous you can
come on over too," he called to Finch, freeing an arm to wave at him.
Ragging Finch, that helped.

**Izzy:** at 4:44 PM

Finch scowled and shrugged his shoulders, crossing his arms.
"If you idiots are fuckin' done, I'm getting out of here."

"We'll meet up with him after," Jonn put in.
"And Wyn, maybe?" He glanced to Finch for confirmation, but Finch
just shrugged. "Dunno. Sometimes we meet with her, sometimes we
don't."

**Muse:** at 4:46 PM

"I kinda hope we don't, she's scary," Roddy
confessed quietly.

**Izzy:** at 4:48 PM

Jonn's expression darkened and he fixed Roddy with an intent
stare. "Did she fucking do something to you?"

**Muse:** at 4:51 PM

"Uh," Roddy felt like he'd just stepped on a
wasp's nest. "No?" that sounded like a question. "I mean- she
put Amren up to something but that was- supposed to be a test of loyalty thing?
But I wasn't hurt or anything," he said quickly. "I just- really
think she's capable of some very bad things and that's kinda scary."

**Izzy:** at 4:54 PM

"Fucking Amren," Jonn spat. "Fucking
Wyn."

Finch shifted. "Hey. Fuckin' chill out. You got work to
do."

Jonn sulked for a second, looking down, then muttered,
"Yeah." He looked back up to Roddy. "Don't be scared of her.
It's what she wants."

**Muse:** at 4:57 PM

"I like to think being scared gives me some good
sense," Roddy muttered. Not really at Jonn just to himself. But that'd
start off a whole thing probably and Roddy just wanted to get this over with,
now. "I'll work on it," he said instead. "Now c'mon, like Finch
said, we got work to do."

**Izzy:** at 5:06 PM

Jonn studied him for a second later, then nodded, and his
entire demeanor changed -- he put on a smile and shifted his posture from
'ready for a knife fight' to 'well-mannered waitstaff'. "Yeah," he
said. "All right, let's go."

He led Roddy a few streets down, leaving Finch behind -- to
an old, well-maintained townhouse where he slipped around to the back entrance.
A guard wearing red epaulettes opened the door for them, jerking her head to
usher them into the kitchen, where Jonn picked up a serving tray without
missing a beat and beelined for a door that opened up into a ballroom of sorts.

Fancily-dressed people milled around, drinking, eating
finger foods, making conversation. There were already two bards here -- one
playing a violin in a corner for a group of young girls, the other wearing a
jester's cap a performing sleight of hand tricks for another small gathering.

Jonn half-turned to Roddy and nudged him, pointing out a
stocky man with graying hair. "That's our guy," he said lowly.
"You got him?"

**Muse:** at 5:17 PM

Roddy took a second, studying the human. Made note of his clothing,
particularly distinctive features- anything and everything he could manage to
in the short span of time he had. "As much as I can," he said, giving
a little nod. Here's hoping it was enough.

"Break a leg," he quipped softly, before taking a
deep breath. Aright Roddy, showtime.

**Izzy:** at 5:18 PM

Jonn gave him a puzzled look. He'd rather not. Oh, right --
that was a thing people said. "Yeah, good luck, za'iri."

He moved away, quickly and easily blending into the crowd.

**Muse:** at 5:34 PM

Roddy made a mental note to explain circus things to Jonn.
But later, when they weren't on a mission. Hadn't he already told himself
showtime? Now he was getting all flustered again.

Okay. Once more, for the final time, Showtime!

Roddy put his most performer-y smile on and entered the
room. This wasn't a circus though, he reminded himself, didn't need to be loud
and showy. Just- more in the background. Like those people. Hey eyed what they
were doing, finding little areas, entertaining those in front of them, but not
trying to attract more attention. (This wasn't a circus, that was a good idea,
Roddy.)

There was a little area fairly close to the target, perfect
for Roddy to settle into and be able to listen in while still doing his 'job'.
At first he started picking out a tune, one that'd go well with the one the
violinist was performing. (Maybe the improvising skills Amren had made him
learn were good for something after all.)

The target was chatting with two others, business by the
sound of it. Roddy did his best not to look like he was listening while
mentally noting what they were saying. Apparently there was a bit of dispute
over how much got moved when. But then one didn't want to discuss it here, it
was a party, and suggested a later time and date for it. Exactly what Wyn
wanted.

Roddy's fingers itched for a notebook so he could write it
down, but he was going to have to rely on his memory. (Gods help him.)

**Izzy:** at 5:39 PM

Jonn made rounds, stopping by the jester and the violinist
casually, chatting with them each a moment. He did his best to not keep his
eyes on Roddy. He'd be okay. Jonn was just nervous. Roddy got all flustered
sometimes, and he really needed to keep his cool, here. Jonn would've preferred
to stay right next to him, but that wasn't how the job worked.

When he was able to, he circled back, offering drinks to the
mark and his friends, then moving on to stand next to Roddy for a moment.
"Going well?" he asked quietly.

**Muse:** at 6:20 PM

"Yeah," Roddy said, also keeping his voice low.
"I've heard some good stuff." Really hoped he'd remember all of it at
the end of the night. (Maybe he'd look into getting a recorder or something so
he could play it all back- but considering he was undercover that might
horribly backfire.)

"How's yours going?" he asked. Kinda wanted to
keep Jonn around him for a bit, but Jonn was also busy. Being undercover
sucked.

**Izzy:** at 6:36 PM

He shrugged. "Boring. I gotta head back to the kitchen.
I think we'll be done here pretty soon. Someone'll come get you." He gave
Roddy a slight smile before he moved away again.

**Muse:** at 6:58 PM

Roddy nodded and kept playing away. He'd attracted a small
crowd by this time, one- lady probably, men usually didn't dress like that-
calling out a specific song. It seemed like she may have had a bit too much to
drink, swaying a bit, giggling randomly, being generally louder and more
obnoxious than a sober person.

This put Roddy on the other end of 'being distracted by a
drunk person'. It was a very useful scam, which made it annoying when Roddy was
trying to be undercover. In fact, during a particularly hairy moment in which
she tried to grab the crow (Roddy told it to fly up to the rafters, so thankfully
no one ended up poisoned) the target slipped away and Roddy lost him.

Roddy hid his panic under his usual professional entertainer
smile, but inwardly? He'd failed the mission, Wyn was gonna kick him out, or
kill him, he wasn't gonna be able to help Jonn- he needed to calm down. He
shifted what he was playing, a little lullaby he didn't remember learning, but
it helped him calm down. He had a meeting, and Wyn had asked for 'other
information' too. He'd just keep his ears and eyes open, and hope something
else came up.

**Izzy:** at 7:03 PM

From Roddy's side, a sweet voice said, "What a lovely
song."

The violinist from before stood next to him, packing away
her instrument. She smiled. There was a clip in her long black hair shaped like
a red ladybug.

"The entertainment is leaving," she told him,
putting a hand on his shoulder to nudge him towards the kitchen.

**Muse:** at 9:00 PM

That voice sounded familiar. Roddy couldn't quite place it
yet. He hesitated a moment, glancing at her and then scanning the area for his
brother. Jonn was no where to be seen. Roddy wasn't sure what was up here but
maybe he should avoid getting too suspicious for the moment. "I'll be
right there," he said, smiling and nodding. He called the crow down and
then headed for the kitchen.

**Izzy:** at 9:05 PM

"Don't be too long." She shouldered her violin
case, still giving him the same innocent smile and moving along ahead of him.
"Things will be getting loud soon."

In the kitchen, Jonn sat on a countertop, tapping his heels
against the cabinets nervously, straightening and slipping off the surface as
soon as he saw Roddy. The woman dressed as a jester brushed past Roddy and out
the back door, and Jonn gestured for Roddy to come along, but refused to go
ahead of him.

**Muse:** at 9:09 PM

Oh there was Jonn. Roddy perked up, feeling a wave of
relief. These two must also be guild members then. Which means- yeah he better
get out of there as soon as possible huh. He hurried out, glancing over his
shoulder to make sure Jonn followed.

**Izzy:** at 9:16 PM

Jonn stayed right behind him, looking back once, keeping a
hand on Roddy's shell to urge him forward.

In the back alley, the violinist and jester joined Asya, who
waited for them silently. She spread her arms, and the other two crowded in on
one side, and Jonn pushed Roddy against her other side, pressing in close so
that Asya was touching all of them.

There was a crash inside, and a call for help, and the guard
who had let them in took a breath, nodded to them, and stepped inside, closing
the door behind him. In the next instant, there was silence, and then --

The five of them appeared in a different back alley, some
distance away where the ocean could still be heard nearby -- somewhere in the
port district, still, but not where they'd started the night, either. Finch
waited for them, bouncing his leg, startled when they appeared. The violinist
and jester started off immediately, going their own way; Asya stayed where she
was.

Jonn looked up at Roddy eagerly. "So? Not so bad,
right? You okay?"

**Muse:** at 9:19 PM

Oh wow that had been. That was. Well. "I'm okay,"
he said faintly. It was over. "Think I might need to sit a minute."

**Izzy:** at 9:19 PM

Jonn tugged him towards a crate to sit down, looking
concerned.

**Muse:** at 9:21 PM

Roddy sat down and rested his head in his hands, taking a
few deep breaths. It was fine. It was fine. They were all out he had some good
info (if he hadn't forgotten) and- it was fine.

He reached out and pulled Jonn close, feeling more grounded
with him nearby. "Sorry," he mumbled. "Just a little- that was
new. Undercover stuff."

**Izzy:** at 9:23 PM

Jonn hugged him, fidgeting in place. "You did really
well, though. You kept your cool and shit." Would it be weird to say he
was proud? That was the kind of thing Hansel would say. Yeah, he should
probably just let Hansel say it.

Asya patted Roddy's shell as she went past them to stand
next to Finch and cross her arms.

**Muse:** at 9:26 PM

"Thanks," Roddy said. One more deep breath and
then he let go. "M'okay. Really," he smiled, giving Jonn a thumbs up.
"So I guess the mission was a success then?" he asked cheerfully,
looking around at the old faces and the new ones.

**Izzy:** at 9:31 PM

Jonn assessed him for a moment, then returned the smile and
backed away a little. "Yep. Bards got info -- I mean, even if you didn't,
the other two did. Did you, though?"

**Muse:** at 9:34 PM

"I got some yeah," Roddy nodded. "Lesse uh. I
did hear about a meeting that guy was planning! There was a date and time and
uh. Where was the place again- OH some guy's warehouse. Uh what was his name
again." Roddy muttered for a second, trying out a few names until he
suddenly remembered the right one, blurting it out and looking very pleased
with himself.

**Izzy:** at 9:39 PM

Finch nodded, having been listening closely and writing down
what he was saying. He looked down at his notepad and kept writing, muttering,
"Good job," offhandedly.

Jonn beamed and playfully swatted Roddy's shoulder.
"Yeah, good job."

Finch moved on to talk to the other entertainers before they
wandered off, and Asya meandered over next to Jonn and Roddy.

**Muse:** at 9:43 PM

Roddy beamed. He'd did it! Even Finch thought he'd done a
good job! "Hi Asya- oh hang on." Jonn had taught him a few things.
Lesse now... Roddy carefully shaped the sign that he was pretty sure meant
'hello' and looked at Asya to see her reaction.

**Izzy:** at 9:50 PM

She grinned and signed back a more casual, Hi, making the
movement slow and deliberate to make sure he understood. Then, Good work.

"She says good job, too," Jonn said, in case Roddy
hadn't caught it. He was catching onto Nighthand really quickly, though. Jonn
was really proud of him.

**Muse:** at 9:53 PM

"I got it," Roddy said, excited. What was the sign
for 'thank you' again? Roddy made a sign- he wasn't sure if it was 'thanks' or
'booze' (they'd been drunk when he'd learned this one). "I'm uh, I'm not
sure if I got this one right," he admitted.

**Izzy:** at 9:56 PM

Asya laughed quietly and nodded, and signed, Good work,
again. She signed something more quickly to Jonn -- Roddy was able to catch
thank you. He grinned and signed back, You're welcome.

Finch came back over to them, flipping through his notepad,
muttering to himself. "Should be good."

"So we celebrate, right?" Jonn prodded.

He scowled.

**Muse:** at 10:06 PM

So 'thank you' then. (What was booze again? He could swear
he'd learned that sign.) "Yeah, celebrate!" Roddy cheered, throwing
his hands in the air. "We can get booze and get drunk and hang out,"
he said excitedly. "Asya you're invited too." Thought about inviting
the other two- but he didn't know if they got along with Jonn and considering
his history... better avoid it unless Roddy was sure.

**Izzy:** at 10:16 PM

Finch dodged away as Roddy threw his hands up, still
scribbling. "Do what you want," he grumbled. "I'm headed back to
work on this."

Jonn grabbed his arm and tugged him over. "Then we'll
celebrate in the bunker."

Asya signed something, and Roddy caught the word quiet.

"Yeah, we'll be quiet," Jonn said, lying through
his teeth.

**Muse:** at 10:17 PM

"The best celebrations aren't quiet," Roddy said
skeptically.

**Izzy:** at 10:19 PM

"Noo, we'll be quiet," Jonn whispered, grinning,
reeling Finch in by his arm. "So quiet."

Finch groaned and finally shook him off. "Fuckin' ...
whatever."

He turned to head off, shoulders hunched, and Jonn bounced to
his feet, grabbing Roddy's arm to pull him along. Asya trailed after them.

**Muse:** at 10:22 PM

Roddy allowed himself to be pulled along, grinning. Yes.
Party time! "Hey how much booze is still in the bunker? Should we get
more?" he asked. They had drank a good deal of it last time they'd hung
out.

**Izzy:** at 10:24 PM

Jonn waved it off. "Listen, Finch is more concerned
with keeping booze in the bunker than he is food that I can eat." He
paused. "Or that he can eat, actually. Main point, there's booze."

**Muse:** at 10:27 PM

"Nice," Roddy said, grinning. Oh hang on- "I
should Send at Dad and let him know I'm okay and I'm staying in Skyport
tonight-" he said, mostly thinking aloud. "And I need my stuff
back," that was directed at the back of Finch's head. Yeah. Roddy was good
to party!

**Izzy:** at 10:29 PM

"Drunk tortles don't get swords," Finch grumbled.

**Muse:** at 10:30 PM

"Y'know I'm way more dangerous with my magic and you
can't exactly take that away."

**Izzy:** at 10:31 PM

Finch looked back to eye Roddy's lute.

**Muse:** at 10:34 PM

Roddy clutched it protectively. He didn't like this look.
"It's mine," he said, a little surly.

**Izzy:** at 10:36 PM

"Hmm." He looked ahead again.

Jonn put himself between Finch and Roddy defensively.

**Muse:** at 10:40 PM

Well. It's not like Roddy needed it. Sure the lute made it a
lot easier, and when he didn't use it he had to burn more magic, but he could
cast without it. It'd be fine. Besides Roddy had drunk-cast Shatter before,
Finch did have a legitimate concern. "I'll set it in the corner or
something but nobody takes it," he said. Hopefully that'd diffuse some
tension.

**Izzy:** at 10:47 PM

"No one'll take it," Jonn promised, glaring at
Finch. Finch flipped him off without looking back. "It'll be fine."

They got to the alley where the bunker was hidden, rippling
through the illusion and down the stairs. Finch undid the locks and pushed in
without waiting for them.

**Muse:** at 10:52 PM

Roddy followed, glancing around again. Seemed about the same
as before. Like he promised, he found an out of the way corner and settled his
lute in it, and then beelined for where the alcohol was kept.

**Izzy:** at 10:56 PM

The bunker was even more barren this time than it'd been
before -- all that was left was the bed, the sheets and blankets rumpled and a
scattering of papers across it. After locking them in, Finch went to sit down
and collect them up, as if the place'd ever been tidy, while Jonn accompanied
Roddy to the little stash of bottles next to the bed. He uncorked one and sat
down on the floor, taking a drink and then passing it to Roddy. After a moment
of dawdling, Asya sat next to him, picking out her own bottle.

**Muse:** at 10:59 PM

Roddy grinned, signing Hello at her again and taking a
drink. "Oh hey! Hey I just had a great idea!" he said
enthusiastically. "Jonn. Jonn does Skyport have Truth or Dare?" he
asked, leaning forwards.

**Izzy:** at 11:04 PM

"Mmhm." Jonn nodded, bottle turned up. Wasn't he
supposed to be drinking less? He frowned and held his bottle out to Finch, who
took it without looking, then did look at the three of them sitting on the
floor, and sighed and slipped off the bed to join them.

**Muse:** at 11:05 PM

"We should play that," Roddy said, eyes shining
with excited intensity.

**Izzy:** at 11:06 PM

"Yes."

Finch scoffed. "What're you, fuckin' twelve?"

"Shut up, we didn't grow up together," Jonn
whined. "We're allowed."

**Muse:** at 11:07 PM

"Yeah, we're allowed!" Roddy repeated. "And
you can play too! Both of you!"

**Izzy:** at 11:24 PM

"I don't fuckin' want --," Finch started, and Jonn
punched his shoulder. "Fucking ow."

Jonn glared at him.

He sighed and slouched. "Fine. Stupid fuckin' kid game,
though."

Asya gave a thumbs up, indicating she was in.

January 30, 2019

**Muse:** at 11:19 AM

"Me first," Roddy declared, crossing his legs.
"Hang on-" he grabbed the bottle and took several long swallows. Yep,
good and buzzed now. "Ready!" he shouted, slamming the bottle down.
"Truther dare me!"

**Izzy:** at 11:53 AM

"Truth!" Jonn said immediately, then stopped.
"Fuck, now I have to think of something to ask you about? Wait, how does
this game work? Uhh."

Rubbing at his face, Finch said, "I dare you to fuckin'
stop shouting."

Asya snickered.

**Muse:** at 12:19 PM

Roddy stared at Finch a second. Not shouting. Sounded kinda
hard. "No promises?" he said, careful to keep it at a lower volume.
Now he was gonna have to concentrate on that all night. "Now's Finch's
turn, I think," he said. It had been a while- that's how it worked right?

**Izzy:** at 12:30 PM

Finch snarled silently. "Fine. Truth."

Jonn jostled his shoulder. "You can't just say truth
and then lie anyway."

Finch flipped him off and made no promises.

**Muse:** at 12:47 PM

"Yeah what Jonn said," Roddy said, nodding. Now
lesse, uh, what could he ask Finch... Oh. Roddy just had an idea. Could ask
about the guild. Do undercover stuff. (But this was supposed to be a fun
hangout.) But that's what made it perfect. (Right?) "Hey hey, what's-
what's your faaaavorite part of working with the guild?" he asked.

**Izzy:** at 1:00 PM

"Money," he said shortly. "Someone
else--."

"Me!" Jonn interrupted, then abruptly looked at
Asya, his face falling. "Oh, fuck, how're you gonna play?" She signed
to him, looking amused, and he brightened. "Oh, right. I'll just translate
for you. Anyway." He stole his bottle back from Finch and took a long
drink. "Truth!"

**Muse:** at 1:23 PM

Money- maybe there was some way to use that? If they paid
him more or- Roddy was too drunk for this. This was why he talked to Goro.
Yeah. Roddy just collected information and somebody else figured out what to do
with it.

Now he had the other problem. What to ask Jonn. "Hey
what'dyou think Wyn did to me earlier anyway? When- earlier. Y'got scary for a
second."

**Izzy:** at 1:26 PM

Jonn stared at him blankly for a moment, trying to
recalibrate and realizing he was already too buzzed for it. Scary? He hadn't
meant to be scary. He didn't want to scare Roddy. "I dunno. But if she
fuckin' does anything to you I'll fucking skin her." Ah, shit. "Is
that scary?" It probably was. Hansel said to not skin things.
"Sorry."

**Muse:** at 1:38 PM

"Uh, lil bit?" Roddy said, pinching his fingers
together to indicate. "S'okay though," he added hastily.
"Already knew you were kinda scary. Still love you." Jonn was Jonn
and Roddy was starting to see there was a lot more sharp edges there than he'd
originally realized. But Roddy felt like he was on the inside, with all the
blades pointing out. Yeah. It was scary to be in the middle of that, sometimes.
But it also meant that they weren't pointed at Roddy- and that's the most Roddy
could ask for.

**Izzy:** at 1:45 PM

Jonn was quiet. That took some thinking over. Roddy already
thought he was scary? But still loved him. That didn't add up.
"'Kay," he said slowly. "Love you too."

Asya snapped her fingers to get his attention, and without
thinking about it, he translated, "She says 'dare me, fuckers.' She's
getting bored."

"Dare you to take off your mask," Finch
challenged, eyes narrowed at her.

She flipped him off.

**Muse:** at 1:46 PM

"Hey, you wanted a dare, you got a dare," Roddy
said, reaching over and poking her arm. "C'moooon. That's how the game
works."

**Izzy:** at 1:48 PM

She waved him off, scowling. Jonn translated, "She
says, 'truth instead'," then glared at Finch. "Be nice."

**Muse:** at 1:51 PM

"Okay then why don't you wanna take your mask
off?" Roddy plowed ahead.

**Izzy:** at 1:57 PM

"Roddy," Jonn hissed, but Asya held up a hand to
pacify him. She signed for a while, gesturing twice to her eyes. Finch watched
intently.

Reluctantly, Jonn said, "She says she was blinded, in a
fire. She needs the mask to see. The lenses are ..." He squinted and shook
his head. She tried something different. "Oh, they give her truesight. And
the mask hides her scars."

She finished, giving him a thumbs up to indicate that he'd
gotten it. He put a hand to his forearm, where his burn scars were, and Finch
glanced away.

Asya was quiet for a second, then snapped her fingers again
to get their attention, and signed, It's okay.

**Muse:** at 2:02 PM

"Sorry about pushing it," Roddy said. Hesitantly
he reached over and patted her shoulder. "Um. Y'can truth or dare me now
if you like?"

**Izzy:** at 2:18 PM

She signed, It's okay, again, then something else that Jonn
relayed as, "It's better now."

He couldn't stop rubbing at his arm until Finch grabbed his
wrist and made him settle down, giving him a look.

"Um." He tried to focus on Asya talking and
Finch's fingers digging into his wrist at the same time. "She says ... uh.
She dares Roddy to play the hardest song he knows."

She smiled at Roddy and gave another thumbs up.

**Muse:** at 2:28 PM

Huhwhat. That was- different. Huh. Okay though. "Hang
on then need my lute-" he muttered, getting up to go get it. "And
y'know it doesn't work quite like that," he called back. "I got
several- several hard songs I really worked at so they're- not so hard. And
some I'm- I'm working on. And some that I don't play as good as others cause
of- different instruments and- and- it's not that simple," he said
haughtily, settling back down after fetching his lute.

He picked at the strings, humming a little. He did have a
song he was working on- a song he was composing himself. It wasn't... going
well. That'd be good for the dare. ...It'd be perfect for the dare because
Roddy didn't really want to share. Not yet. (Who's idea was this whole thing
again- oh right.)

"You're the worst," he muttered to Asya and
started playing. It was choppy and patchy, Roddy barely knew how to string some
of the melodies together- didn't sing because the dare was just for playing. Finally
he got through it and set the lute aside, crossing his arms and hunching his
shoulders. "There. That's my turn," he muttered, embarrassed.

**Izzy:** at 2:32 PM

Asya grinned at him and applauded, whistling quietly, and
Jonn followed her lead, clapping and elbowing Finch to make him do the same --
which he did with an overly-dramatic eyeroll.

**Muse:** at 2:34 PM

Roddy's tension eased. Yeah- this wasn't so bad.
"Thanks," he said, giving a little smile.

**Izzy:** at 2:48 PM

Asya reached over to pat Roddy's shoulder, and Jonn realized
how pleased he was at how Roddy got along with his friends. No one really got
along with Finch, but Roddy did as well as anyone, and it seemed like Asya
really liked him -- he wasn't really sure when Asya had become his friend, but
she was around all the time, and she was his friend, and now she was Roddy's,
too.

It just made him really happy.

"Okay," he announced. "It's Finch's turn
again."

"Fuck off."

Jonn grabbed his arm and scooted next to him, propping his
chin on Finch's shoulder and staring up at him until he relented.

"Fuckin' Mask, fine -- all right, truth again."

Asya signed, and Jonn snorted and said, "She wants to
know why you're in such a bad fuckin' mood all the time."

He scowled. "Because I have to live with this
motherfucker, why do you think?" He tried to shrug Jonn off.

Jonn cuddled his arm anyway. "Nah, you were in a bad
fuckin' mood when I met you. If you're not gonna tell the truth you have to do
a dare," he singsonged.

Finch groaned. "Fuck off. I'm telling the truth."

"Oh." Jonn pulled away from his arm and scooted
away again. "Okay."

Asya motioned as if she were rolling her eyes at them, then
turned to face Roddy and gestured at him, indicating, My turn.(edited)

**Muse:** at 3:19 PM

Roddy looked between Finch and Jonn, wondering what that was
about. Maybe he should leave that alone though, and Asya offered a good reason
to let it slide by for now. "Uh," he stalled, trying to think of
anything he could ask or dare her about that wasn't magic mask related.
"Hey so why d'you hang around so much? I mean- I know you probably got
assigned to right? But that doesn't mean you gotta do stuff like- play truth or
dare with us. So uh, yeah, guess that's my question."

**Izzy:** at 3:27 PM

She paused, tilting her head for a moment, then started
signing. Jonn drew his knees to his chest and said, "She says she hang
around 'cause we're her friends. Aww. All of us?"

She nodded.

"Aww," he said again. He always thought people
were his friends, but then didn't usually say it back. When had that ...
happened, though? He tried to remember when he'd met Asya, when she'd started
spending time with him, but it was -- blurry, like he'd been drunk for it.
"Hey, when did we -- oh, it's not your turn anymore. Is it my turn?
Someone dare me."

He looked to Roddy, figuring Finch wouldn't play.

**Muse:** at 3:56 PM

Friends was good. Roddy perked up at being included in that,
grinning. Friends were the best. (Other than family- well, some family, anyway.)
"Dare you to uh," shoot. What was a good dare. "...I dare you to
do a dance?" he hazarded. "I'll do the music." He knew just the
song to. It was face-paced, and hard to dance to. Perfect. Roddy was grinning
when he grabbed his lute.

**Izzy:** at 4:00 PM

"Okay." Jonn stood immediately, grinning. This was
gonna be great. He was good at this.

**Muse:** at 8:37 PM

Roddy set to playing- deliberately running through in a way
that was hard to dance to. One minute he'd speed it up as fast as he could,
then he'd slow down, or anywhere in between. Sure it sounded weird, but seeing
Jonn trying to keep up was worth it. Roddy laughed aloud at one point. This was
the best idea ever, they should do this more often!

**Izzy:** at 9:08 PM

Jonn did his best, which was pretty fucking bad. He blamed
it on being drunk because that made it easier to find it funny instead of
getting angry about it -- plus, Roddy was having a good time, and Finch
snort-laughed a couple times, and that made him happy.

After a little while, though, he gave up and collapsed on
the bed, covering his mouth because moving around that much made him feel like
he might throw up. Finch pushed to sit next to him, scowling and warning,
"Don't you fuckin' dare --."

Jonn waved him off and swallowed it back, snickering.
"That was the fuckin' dare, it's too late for that."

Finch grumbled. He passed Jonn a bottle when Jonn reached
for it.

"Who's next?" Jonn asked, grinning and pulling his
hair up into a ponytail with the ribbon tied around his wrist. "Roddy?
Truth or dare?"

**Muse:** at 9:13 PM

"Uh." Truth might be dangerous. Depending on what
Jonn asked. Roddy wanted to tell him the truth. So best to stick with-
"Dare," he said, nodding firmly. "Give me your worst," he
challenged, spreading his arms out and grinning.

**Izzy:** at 9:21 PM

"Shit, you're supposed to say truth. I don't have any
good dares." He chewed on his thumbnail. Well, not any good dares for his
little brother, anyway. Maybe if he'd just been playing with Finch and Asya,
but ... that wouldn't have been as much fun. "'Kay, I dare you to
..." He brightened. "I dare you to tell an embarrassing story."

**Muse:** at 9:50 PM

"Jooooonnn," Roddy whined dramatically. "Why.
Why do you do this to me." He gently punching Jonn's knee. Okay.
Embarrassing story time.

"Well. There was this one time, with the circus,"
Roddy said slowly, dredging up the memory. "I was- hm. Well I was short so
it musta been when I was younger, we hit this little town off in the middle of
nowhere. I think I remember hearing something about it being three days travel
to the nearest town, and that wasn't even a city or anything, no that was
another village. So we settle in, we're getting all prepared to do our show,
y'know, the usual. Cept Amren figured he'd let me do his share of the chores
while he went exploring."

"Well of course I told on him- it's not like they
listened though- and I was mad enough that I decided I just wasn't gonna do
either of ours. So I took off too. Amren was poking around town so I wandered
off to check out this weird big rock that was outside of town. Turned out there
was a cave so I went exploring there too. Even though it was kinda too dark to
really see. So- yeah I got lost."

"I was crying after a bit, I remember, wandering around
probably in circles. And then I hear this weird noise. Sounds like growling. I
turn around and I swear there's a buglbear not too feet from me. So I wedge
myself in a corner and try to be as quiet and still as possible. But it
wouldn't leave. I was just stuck there, with a bugbear, and it wouldn't go
away."

"Well after a bit I just couldn't take it anymore. I
ran off screaming as loud as I could- luckily the thing didn't chase me. I got
back to the camp just after Moria finished chewing out my parents because of
the chores me and Amren didn't do. Course I'm still crying too hard to make
myself understood. Arynis stuck me in the wagon while she and Esran went to
look for Amren."

"And then I come to find out later that the caves were
called the Whistling Caves cause they'red be this weird noise when the wind
blowed. Basically, I'd gotten terrified of a shadow and then wind." Roddy
grinned wryly and threw his hands out. "Embarrassing enough for you?"

**Izzy:** at 9:58 PM

Finch snorted, and Jonn punched his shoulder. "That's
not embarrassing," he interjected. "You just got spooked by something
weird. And your brother was a dick to you. He should be embarrassed." Then
he realized how that might sound, and added, "I mean, you don't have to
tell another one. That's okay."

Asya snapped her fingers, and Jonn relayed, "Asya says
one time she was doing a job -- oh, for Helena, years ago? And she was ...
creeping around this rich guy's house, and she went around a corner ... and she
thought there was a guard, so she ducked away real quick. And she stayed there
for like ... fifteen minutes waiting for the guard to move, but he never
did." He snickered. "Because it turned out to be a suit of
armor."

**Muse:** at 10:00 PM

Roddy snickered. Yeah it kinda was funny, hearing a similar
story from another person. "Spooked by a shadow buddies!" he said to
Asya, holding his hand out for a high-five.

**Izzy:** at 10:21 PM

She grinned and high-fived him.

Jonn elbowed Finch. "We should all tell embarrassing
stories. All."

Finch blew air through his teeth. "All right, you
fuckin' next."

"Okay." Jonn thought for a second. He was really
bad at judging how people would react to things like that. Embarrassment was a
tricky emotion. It wasn't one he really ... got. "Okay, uh. Okay. One
time, Helena sent me to steal this necklace off a girl, so I waited in her room
to try to get her alone, right, but then she didn't come to the room
alone." He skimped on this part because Roddy was there. "And then
she and her friends all passed out in like, a pile, right, so I couldn't just
... take the necklace without waking them up."

He waved it off. "Basically, everything went fucking
wrong, but I got the necklace, and then when I brought it back to Helena and
she found out I fucked up, she got really pissed at me --." The further
into this story he got the less it seemed like something that people would call
embarrassing. Huh. "Anyway, that was the first time me and Finch
met," he said brightly. "He was in her office when I went to give her
the necklace, so his first impression of me was probably some idiot who
couldn't pull off a simple job."

"Wow, and I was fuckin' right," Finch drawled.

**Muse:** at 10:39 PM

Roddy snickered. "Nice going, Jonn," he teased.
"Way to make a good first impression." He not so subtlety eyed Finch
next, wondering what story he'd come up with.

**Izzy:** at 10:49 PM

Finch gave a long-suffering sigh, glaring around at all of
them for a moment. "Fuckin' ... fine, all right." He thought for a
second, then snorted to himself and turned a bit pink. Oh, that was real
embarrassment, Jonn knew that much.

Jonn grabbed at his arm, grinning. "That one. Tell us
that one. Whatever you just thought of."

"Fuck off." He pushed Jonn away, but he was almost
smiling. "No, I'm not -- I'm not fuckin' playing. You bastards don't get
to know shit about me."

"I know shit about you," Jonn objected, and
started to say, "One time Finch woke me up --," before realizing that
wouldn't be an embarrassing story, either, and snapping his mouth closed.

"Fine, fine, for fuck's sake," Finch said quickly,
probably figuring he'd had to cut Jonn off. "All right. Look, so I used to
fuckin' live with my old partner, too, like I do with Jonn -- her name was
Larkin." He glanced between Roddy and Asya. "You both know her, I
guess. Anyway, we lived in this shitty, drafty, freezing attic. Fucking sucked.
One winter we were doing so fuckin' bad that we ran outta shit to burn to keep
warm, and we had to share a bed to not fucking freeze to death overnight.
Second most awkward goddamn thing I've ever done."

**Muse:** at 10:51 PM

"What's the first most awkward thing?"

**Izzy:** at 10:51 PM

Finch bared his teeth and held up both middle fingers.

**Muse:** at 10:55 PM

"Aright, aright, we'll leave it at bed-sharing,"
Roddy said, holding up his hands. "I mean I dunno what the big deal is- I
shared with Amren for a while before I got too big. Wouldn't mind it except
seems to be mostly for people who are dating." Roddy made a face at that
part. Blergh.

**Izzy:** at 11:03 PM

Jonn perked up. "Dad and I used to share a bed when we
lived together sometimes." Then deflated a bit. "It was 'cause he had
nightmares, though, mostly. I had to be there when he woke up or he'd get
really upset." He chewed on his thumbnail for a second, and Finch pulled
his hand away; he batted Finch off. "Anyway, that's dumb. I like sharing
beds with people. Me and Luci used to, too. It's nice."

"Yeah, well, Luci's your fucking sister," Finch
grumbled. "That's fuckin' different."

"No, it's not. You don't wanna fuck Larkin,
either." Wait, this wasn't baby brother talk. "I mean,
whatever."

**Muse:** at 11:15 PM

Roddy got quiet at the reminder of his dad's nightmares. He
hoped they'd been getting better. Dad seemed... maybe better? Roddy should ask.
He shook himself out of those thoughts, focusing back on the present.

"I mean you guys are like- that too," Roddy said,
gesturing at Finch and Jonn. "Don't see what the big deal is."

**Izzy:** at 11:25 PM

Finch sputtered, and Asya hid a soft laugh behind her hand.
Jonn scowled; he wasn't sure what was funny. All right, well, Finch being weird
was kind of funny, but he didn't get why Finch was being weird. He usually
didn't.

"All right, well, I mean." He wasn't sure how to
explain this to Roddy. "Like."

Asya signed at him, making a pretty recognizable crude
gesture.

"Asya. Roddy's my baby brother," Jonn said,
aghast. "Be fuckin', like ... polite, god."

She held her hands up in apology, seeming amused.

"Anyway, look." He tried to blow past it. "Me
and Finch aren't dating. We just started sharing the bed 'cause there's only
one, and I needed a place to stay. And, um, sometimes, like ... things ...
happen, is all, when people who're, y'know, adults, and not related, share
beds. Uh." This was embarrassment. Right? This was definitely
embarrassment. "It's not a big deal," he said quickly. "You're
right."

Finch had put his face in his hands at some point during
this, and he mumbled, "Oh my fucking god," when Jonn stopped talking.

**Muse:** at 11:37 PM

Roddy looked from Jonn, to Finch, to Asya. Hey. He was
getting the feeling he was being- talked down to or something. "I've had
sex," he protested indignantly. "You don't have to- be like
that."

**Izzy:** at 11:45 PM

"Pssshhh, oh." Jonn hadn't expected that, for some
reason. He didn't wanna know that. "Well." Wasn't Roddy pretty much
Luci's age? Shar, he didn't want to think about that, either.

Finch didn't have that hang-up, or at least he was too drunk
to have it. "Oh, well in that fuckin' case, Roddy, yeah, I'm fuckin' your
brother, but we were sleeping together before then, so I guess it's some kinda
fuckin' -- platonic thing, or something, man, I don't goddamn know." He
put his face in his hands again.

Jonn wanted to chew him out for blurting all that, but he
patted Finch's shoulder instead, making a face. "I ... I dunno what we're
talking about anymore," he admitted.

**Muse:** at 11:49 PM

"Our sex lives," Roddy offered helpfully. But on
second thought, he wasn't sure he wanted to keep talking about it. "Y'know
lets- not," he said. Grabbed the bottle and took another drink.
"C'mon, truth or dare me."

**Izzy:** at 11:52 PM

Thank god. Jonn nodded, relieved, and scooted closer to
Finch because he'd drawn his knees up to hug them and hide. He was all upset
over something. He got like that, sometimes, and Jonn didn't know if he was
actually helping, but Finch didn't shove him away, at least.

Asya signed, and Jonn said, "She says truth. Oh, she
wants to know why you joined the guild."

She tilted her head at Roddy curiously.(edited)

**Muse:** at 11:55 PM

...This was why Roddy was avoiding truth. Okay. He could
tell the truth just not the whole truth. "Um. Well. For Jonn,
mostly," Roddy said. "I was- worried and would rather be where I
could- watch his back than- not."

January 31, 2019

**Izzy:** at 12:00 AM

Jonn straightened. He was supposed to watch Roddy's back,
not the other way around. And now -- now Roddy might be in danger, working for
the guild and shit, and --

Asya signed, Cute, smiling.

A little distracted, Jonn said, "She says, um. She used
to have a little sister? And -- the Basha ... killed her. Oh. Fuck, I'm sorry
-- uh, she says that's when she joined the Skyport Thieves. To get back at
him."

Her smile had turned all tight and sharp at the end. Jonn
wanted to hug her, and apologize again, but he didn't want to move away from
Finch, either.

**Muse:** at 12:05 AM

"Oh. That's uh. That's awful." If one of his
family died... just thinking about it made Roddy sick to his stomach. He wanted
to hug Jonn, but Jonn was with Finch and Finch- seemed to need it right now.

Asya looked dangerous now. It sent a shiver down Roddy's
back. He didn't want to be someone standing between her and the Basha.

**Izzy:** at 12:06 AM

Asya signed, and Jonn said, "We'll get revenge."

**Muse:** at 2:57 PM

...Right this had gotten scary. "Okay uh- next
please!" Roddy squeaked. "Jonn- dare you to tell a story. Happy
story."

**Izzy:** at 3:14 PM

Jonn tilted his head. Roddy sounded spooked. He guessed the
story about someone's little sibling dying might've done that. Fuck the Basha,
though. At least they weren't stuck working for him.

"Umm, okay." He tried to think of one. It usually
seemed like his favorite stories weren't other people's favorite stories.
Hansel had that problem, too. Jonn liked the bloody, death-filled pirate
stories, but -- actually, Hansel didn't seem to like those so much, either.
Jonn hadn't quite figured out which ones were okay, now.

But he could think of one that was pretty innocent.
"Okay. One time, when me and Luci were little kids -- shit, wait." He
looked at Asya. She stared back flatly for a moment, then shrugged. "Okay.
When we were little, one time we climbed these vines up onto the top of the
abbey, up onto the roof. We just thought there'd be a really cool view from up
there. And there was," he said brightly. "It was winter and it was
really cold up there, but I made sure she was dressed warm, first.

"Anyway, the roof was all covered in snow, so we had a
lot of fun making snowballs and chucking them at people for a while, y'know,
ducking back down when they looked around. It was great. But, uh, when I tried
to get back down, I guess a groundkeeper had come along and cleared the vines
away? So we were kinda stuck.

"No one could find a ladder to help us down, so they
were trying to convince me to jump down, and like, toss Luci down, but that
seemed really fuckin' dumb and dangerous to me. I probably would've done it
eventually, but we got lucky -- 'cause Hansel was visiting that day, and when
he saw what was going on, he just fuckin' ... climbed the wall and came and got
us. He always did stuff like that." Jonn grinned. "We got in trouble
a lot -- uh, well, I did, anyway -- but any time Hansel was there, he always
helped." The grin faded a little. He picked at the hem of his cloak.
"Without asking any questions. Always."

**Muse:** at 4:54 PM

Roddy smiled a little, hearing the story. Sounded nice. Made
him wonder what it'd have been like- if he'd been there too. Grown up with Jonn
and Luci. He shook it off- it was too late for that, Roddy was just glad he had
what he had now.

"He's like that," Roddy said quietly, smiling.
"We're lucky." He shifted over a little, enough to give Jonn a quick
hug- careful not to disturb Finch. Well, not any more than he'd already been
disturbed.

**Izzy:** at 5:06 PM

"Yeah."

Jonn tried to cheer up and not think about the fact that if
he got too close to his dad, fucking Mishka would probably make Hansel kill
him. There was no going to Dad for help. He needed help, now, and Jonn couldn't
--

"Really lucky."

He played with the empty bottle in his hand, biting on the
glass rim idly, thinking. He'd kind of sobered up. Well, he'd probably think
differently if he tried to stand up and do anything, but as long as he was
sitting down, everything seemed pretty stable. He leaned against Finch a
little, feeling sleepy.

"Hey, how is Dad doing? I mean ... I know I asked that
last time we hung out." He frowned. "But, y'know."

**Muse:** at 8:58 PM

"He's doing good," Roddy said. "No more
possessions since the last time we talked. It's- good." Would be better if
Jonn was there. Roddy wasn't gonna rub salt in that wound though.

**Izzy:** at 9:08 PM

Jonn nodded. "That's good. That's good, at least."
He drew his knees up, mimicking Finch, and looked to the side to nudge him a
bit. "Hey, are you gonna throw up, or what?"

"No," Finch forcefully, without raising his head.

Whatever was going on with him didn't seem like a problem
Jonn could fix. "Okay, well." He glanced around at the others.
"I think I'm gonna ... go to bed, actually."

Asya signed something, and he shook his head quickly,
frowning.

"No -- you don't have to leave --." He looked over
to Roddy. "We can all sleep here. There's room. Right?" He elbowed
Finch again, gently. "Even without the couch?"

"I don't -- I don't fuckin' care." Finch pushed
himself up and turned away to crawl into the bed, dragging sheets with him and
curling up on the far side of the mattress.

Jonn shrugged and looked to the other two, and quietly said,
"I don't want you to leave."

Asya grimaced a bit, but nodded, and turned up the last
bottle, emptying it.

February 1, 2019

**Muse:** at 11:57 AM

"I'll stay," Roddy said, quickly. He watched Finch
go- was it just him or did it seem like things had gotten really weird and
Finch never got over it? Roddy wasn't sure what to do- if he could do anything.
(Maybe Larkin'd know- if he even wanted to ask her.)

Yeah he was gonna leave that alone for tonight. "Where
uh, where are we gonna sleep though?" All pile on the bed? Roddy wasn't sure
if they'd fit- if they did it'd be cramped- and he knew he and Jonn wouldn't
mind, wasn't so sure about Asya- Finch probably would. By the look of it he
wouldn't complain but.

**Izzy:** at 12:29 PM

Jonn waved vaguely towards the bed. Roddy was big, but -- he
figured they could all fit. He was used to curling up next to Finch, and not
taking up much room, but if he was feeling all prickly Jonn would curl up with
one of the others.

Asya tapped a gloved hand against her chest plate and shook
her head. She signed and patted the floor, and scooted back to lean in the
corner. With the mask covering her eyes, it was impossible to tell if she'd
closed them, but she seemed to be settling in.

Shrugging, Jonn crawled onto the bed, moving over close to
Finch to make sure there was plenty of room for Roddy, but tugging a separate
blanket from the one Finch had taken to curl up in.

He eyed Roddy. "You're probably not that comfy to
cuddle with, with the shell and all, huh." But he immediately decided,
"I'm gonna do it anyway."

**Muse:** at 12:57 PM

Roddy huffed a little laugh, crawling up beside him.
"Not my fault I'm a freak of nature," he quipped. It was nice though.
Hanging out like this. Hey these three were kinda like- Roddy's second team!
(Okay no he didn't need to think like that- two of these people might end up
being the enemy. Maybe. Roddy'd talk to Goro about this.)

He settled in pretty quick- and was more tired than he'd
realized, huh. Yawning, Roddy settled his arm over Jonn. "Gnight," he
muttered, to the group in general. "Love you."

**Izzy:** at 1:41 PM

Jonn cuddled up against Roddy. It wasn't that weird,
actually -- he wasn't soft, but his shell was all smooth and cool, like a stone
worn down by the ocean. Jonn tapped on it idly, curious, listening to the
semi-hollow sound. Weird.

He'd never taken a turtle apart before. He -- didn't want to
do that to Roddy, though. He didn't want to think about that. It was like that
time he'd gotten mad and stabbed Hansel and then realized he didn't want to do
that, either. Hansel had been really patient about it. He was better now.

He tapped Roddy's shell again, though, 'cause he liked the
sound. "Night," he whispered. "Love you."

Finch raised a hand to snap his fingers, cutting off the
light.

[END]

Title: Truth. Summary: Roddy goes on a spy mission for the
Sanguines. Afterwards, he plays truth or dare with Jonn, Finch, and Asya, who
tells a story about how the Basha killed her little sister, and says that she
wears the horned mask to see and cover the scars from the burns that blinded
her.