Chaos Precip

Shibuya isn't a big town, and it's not a powerful town. It's not a centre of commerce, because it only has one really saleable item: cloth. The people there make enough to eat, and buy what they can't make. Enough stay that it's a thriving town, enough leave that word of their cloth has spread around.

And right now it's completely under siege. There are about two hundred people boarded up in the mayor's house-slash-offices, with all the food they could grab and all the weapons they could find. The post-office is in the same building, so that's where they've got cleared out for people who are coming in to help.

There is nothing so sad as a highly fashionable person in disarray, and Kitanji Megumi is one of those poor souls. Four days ago he was perfectly coiffed from the smooth long hair to the points of his shirts down to spit-shined shoes. Now? The coat has been passed off to a little girl who ran to safety wearing nothing but a nightshirt, his shirt to someone else, his trousers are stained with blood and spilled food, and his hair is in the sloppiest ponytail it's ever been in, and crackling with electricity. His voice, however, is still even and calming as he talks to his people.

Outside the infected people stagger around feeding and attempting to get in, stymied by the lightning rods surrounding the mayoral house, and static hops between them, arcing white and violent whenever something gets too close. That's what has kept Kitangji's people safe, and that's what has him worn to a gaunt shadow. He's a Master, not an Adept, and four days of continual working has drained him.

"Thank you for coming." he said to each person, "I am not a fighter, I have to trust you each to know how you can best help."

Lots of things come across Bill's desk at the station (when he's at the station, anyways) but the letter he receives from some town he's never heard of is a shocker, and the picture that comes with it makes his spine freeze and jaw drop.

He's quick to jot out a reply and send it out, then rushes off to find Clarice.

Kitanji Megumi-

We have had that problem here in Wheelsy and I shall work quick to get you all some help.

They're a kind of parasite, and you'll want to be on the lookout for the main guy controlling them. They're all connected, so what one knows they all know, but it also means if you can find the head you can take out the whole network.

I suggest staying put if you can, help is on the way.

-Sheriff Pardy

And if you haven't figured it out already, don't let them in your mouth.

Sheriff Pardy,

I am given to understand, based on the notification recently sent out by the Organization, that you have some experience with matters of the Critter kind, specifically involving mind controlling slugs.

Enclosed please find a drawing of one of the Critters which has been bothering my town, and please get back to me as soon as possible with whatever information or assistance you might be able to gather.

My town is primarily made up of Aligned with only one Master (myself, Lightning) and so we are currently barricaded in a few buildings.

Thank you very much.

~ Kitanji Megumi