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Chapter 1: The Oathkeeper Problem
Doorbell rings. Dr. Johann Jr. enters Lady Geist's apartment.
Lady Geist: Apologies for the mess, I had company over last night.
Johann Jr.: I can see that...
Lady Geist: If it makes you uncomfortable you can wait outside while I...
Johann Jr.: No, no, i-it's fine...
Lady Geist: You're very convincing, doctor...
Johann Jr.: I'm sorry, it's just that seeing it is different than...
Lady Geist: Of course, of course... Let me, ah, move the rug.
Lady Geist covers a blood stain on the floor with a rug.
Johann Jr.: Thank you. So!.. What's going on?
Lady Geist: It's Oathkeeper. He's... Stronger? Angrier? Hungrier? I don't know. Life doesn't sustain me the way that it used to. Oh, don't look at me like that! You're safe here.
Johann Jr.: Tell that to the last guy...
Lady Geist: If I wanted to talk to the last guy I probably wouldn't have killed him.
Johann Jr.: You're hilarious. Let me see you arm.
Johann Jr. inspects Oathkeeper's lock.
Lady Geist: Your dad would have laughed at my jokes.
Johann Jr.: My dad had a horrible sense of humor.
Lady Geist: He was a good man.
Johann Jr.: He did his best.
Johann Jr. finishes his inspection.
Johann Jr.: The lock is still intact, but... the ward is getting weaker.
Lady Geist: You reapplied the ward 5 years ago!
Johann Jr.: I know. It's concerning.
Lady Geist: How concerning?..
Johann Jr.: How long have you had Oathkeeper trapped in your arm? Thirty years?
Lady Geist: Closer to f... 50.
Johann Jr.: Very concerning! Do you know how the warding actually works?
Lady Geist: Just the basics. Your father described it as a puzzle box that Oathkeeper would be compelled to open... and that the more focus and energy he exerts unraveling the ward the less he has to make demands of me.
Johann Jr.: Well, after 50 years, it looks like Oathkeeper got better at multitasking.
Lady Geist: So build a better ward!
Johann Jr.: I can't.
Lady Geist: A pity. I don't mantain relationships with... useless people.
Johann Jr.: I thought I was safe here!
Lady Geist: And I thought you were good at your job! We both made mistakes.
Johann Jr.: I can't tell if you're joking.
Lady Geist: Do you want to find out? Or would you rather just propose a solution?
Johann Jr.: There might be some... alternatives.
Lady Geist: And I can't wait to hear them.
Choice between:
Party Planning - Understanding Oathkeeper
Chapter 2
2a - Party Planning
Lady Geist visits Dynamo during one of his lectures at Columbia University.
Dynamo: ... And that concludes today's lecture on ley lines... Don't forget to review your notes on Astral Gates tonight, there will be a pop quiz tomorrow. Please act surprised.
Lady Geist: Hello, professor. I believe Johann told you to expect me.
Dynamo: Uh, he said his grandmother would like to have a chat, but you don't...
Lady Geist: I moisturize.
Dynamo: Ah, yes... You're the one with the, uh... "Condition".
Lady Geist: Indeed.
Dynamo: The intersection between magic, medicine and science is a fascinating one, isn't it?
Lady Geist: Riveting.
Dynamo: It's so exciting to find a kindred spirit! Have you been going to Brown's recent lecture series? If not, you absolutely must-
Lady Geist: My time is at a premium, professor. The longer we chit-chat, the more likely your course is the only one at Columbia with a body count.
Dynamo: How can I help?
Lady Geist: My ward is failing.
Dynamo: A dire situation, to be sure... but I'm afraid my knowledge of binding wards is journeyman at best.
Lady Geist: Yes, but your connections with science and academia are vast.
Dynamo: "Vast", that's, uh... That's very generous of you.
Lady Geist: I want to host a bit of a... symposium on my... condition, as you called it. More of a gala, really. It's pivotal that the right people are in attendance. The brightest minds.
Dynamo: Oh, I imagine I can drum up some interest. Uh, when next year are you thinking?
Lady Geist: Oh, it's in two weeks.
Dynamo: Ah-uh-that's simply impossible. The sort of folks you want to speak with are taking sabbaticals, or doing field research... And as we both know, no one's leaving the Black Chateau to come to your event.
Lady Geist: For every expert you bring, I will donate a quarter-million dollars to your department.
Dynamo: Annnd what a gala it will be! I'll get you a list of names soon.
Lady Geist: Thank you, professor.
2b - Understanding Oathkeeper
Lady Geist and Johann Jr. meet up in a café.
Lady Geist: Tell me you have good news.
Johann Jr.: I have news. How good is relative.
Lady Geist: You're very glib today.
Johann Jr.: Well, we're in a public place, so I figured I'd live on the edge.
Lady Geist: What did you learn about Oathkeeper?
Johann Jr.: The notes dad kept on him were meticulous... I still haven't fully digested everything, but there's a promising option emerging.
Lady Geist: Go on.
Johann Jr.: Oathkeeper wasn't named ironically: that thing is like the Patron Saint of Faustian bargains. So, while I'm sure he's pissed that you trapped him for 50 years, there's probably a part of him that's impressed.
Lady Geist: So what's the promising option?
Johann Jr.: I just told you.
Lady Geist: ... I want to make sure I understand: the ward is failing?
Johann Jr.: Yes.
Lady Geist: And there is nothing that you, me, or a minor act of god can do to change that?
Johann Jr.: Correct.
Lady Geist: But I should be encouraged by the fact that I tricked Oathkeeper into bondage?
Johann Jr.: Exactly!
Lady Geist: Out of respect for your father, I'll let you finish that horrid cup of coffee before I kill you.
Johann Jr.: I don't think you're seeing the big picture.
Lady Geist: As soon as the ward fails, I'm as good as dead!
Johann Jr.: Possibly.
Lady Geist: "Possibly"?! For 5 decades, Oathkeeper's had nothing to do but stew on what it can do to me when he's free. Do you know what 50 years of revenge looks like?
Johann Jr.: I don't, and that's why you have a chance... Oma, you are a uniquely cruel woman, and Oathkeeper has to respect that on some level. That thing lives to make deals, so make it another one.
Lady Geist: I have no leverage, why would he... oh my god. Of course... he doesn't know how close he is to breaking free, does he?
Johann Jr.: I don't think so.
Lady Geist: Well then... that changes things, doesn't it?
Choice between:
Hunger Strike - A New Deal
Chapter 3
Lady Geist - Dynamo - 
McGinnis - 
Infernus
3a - The Gala
Dynamo introduces Lady Geist to the "brightest minds" he assembled for Lady Geist's gala.
Dynamo: Next, I'd like to introduce you to Professor Birk from Smith. Now, his background is Medieval History, but I think you'll find his thoughts on trials by combat to be not only riveting, but shockingly relevant...
Lady Geist: If you would excuse me for a moment, Professor. I need to get some air.
Lady Geist goes outside.
Lady Geist: ...grant me the patience...
McGinnis: You hate these things too?
Lady Geist: I threw this "thing".
McGinnis: Whoops! [Chuckles]... want a beer?
Lady Geist: Do I look like a stevedore? Who are you?
McGinnis: Maggie McGinnis. I work at -
Lady Geist: Fairfax Industries. If I recall, you were the brat that Maximilion paraded around incessantly.
McGinnis: Well. Thanks for the open bar.
Lady Geist: Apologies, Ms. McGinnis. You were just incredibly annoying the last time we met.
McGinnis: I probably was. I was also 15. What's your excuse for being an asshole?
Lady Geist: How dare you -
McGinnis: Word of advice, Lady Geist: be nicer. You never know who could actually help you out. Good luck.
McGinnis leaves.
Lady Geist: Merde.
Dynamo enters.
Dynamo: [clears throat] Uh, sorry to bother you, Lady Geist -
Lady Geist: Professor, if this is about your colleague, I'm afraid I'm going to need a few more minutes.
Dynamo: A friend of yours stopped by, he asked me to give you this.
Dynamo gives Lady Geist Abrams' business card.
Lady Geist: He said he was a friend?
Dynamo: Is he not?
Lady Geist: I'm not sure...
Choice between:
Humble Pie - Revelation
3b - Hunger Strike
Lady Geist enters Jezebel's.
Lady Geist: Hello, Fern.
Infernus: Always a pleasure to see you, Lady Geist. Usual booth?
Lady Geist: Please.
Hank: [in the other room] GO TO HELL!
Lady Geist: Is everything alright?
Infernus: That's a great question... Do you mind if I...
Lady Geist: Of course. I'll show myself up.
Lady Geist sits in an isolated booth.
Oathkeeper: I hunger, Geist.
Lady Geist: You speak as if that's my concern.
Oathkeeper: By the day your beauty fades... I would say it's very much your concern.
Lady Geist: I love it when you posture as if I don't have you under lock and key. You will be fed when I choose to feed you, and not a moment before.
Oathkeeper: My power -
Lady Geist: Is weakening. You think I haven't noticed? Last year, I could kill a vagrant and enjoy the rest of swimsuit season. Now the same hobo would barely last me a drive to Hamptons. At some point, le jeu n'en vaut pas la chandelle.
Oathkeeper: Now who's posturing?
Lady Geist: What good is eternal life if I spend it in an OSIC oubliette? And we both know that's exactly where I would end up if I gave in to your every whim. No. Your demands are too much... and so I'm given little choice but to... age gracefully.
Oathkeeper: So what? You toss me more scraps for the next 50 years?
Lady Geist: My dear Oathkeeper... The scraps you are fed today will feel like a banquet compared to the crumbs you will be fed in the future.
Oathkeeper: Such conviction. I almost believe you.
Lady Geist: Believe me, don't believe me... Either way, this dynamic of ours is not really benefiting either of us anymore, is it?
Oathkeeper: It sounds like you're about to propose a solution.
Lady Geist: You don't want to be trapped in my arm. I don't want to be killed if I release you.
Oathkeeper: So pay off your debt to me.
Lady Geist: Did you already forget the part where I said I had no intention of obeying your whims?
Oathkeeper: A deal made needs to be honored. It is my nature.
Lady Geist: And it will be. Just not by me.
Oathkeeper: Hm, go on.
Lady Geist: I don't release you. I transfer you. To someone I trust. You get a host for your... regular indulgences...
Oathkeeper: And I don't have a moment of freedom to kill you.
Lady Geist: Exactly.
Oathkeeper: The idea has merit. Do you have someone in mind?
3c - A New Deal
Lady Geist sleeps in her bed.
Oathkeeper: Jeanne Geist.
Lady Geist: [troubled sleep sounds]
Oathkeeper: You've been a busy woman.
Lady Geist: I made a promise.
Oathkeeper: Ahhh, so now you remember...
Lady Geist: I never forgot...
Flashback to when Lady Geist first accepted Oathkeeper's deal.
Lady Geist: ...and I decide who gets to die.
Oathkeeper: Of course! A guest doesn't get to be picky about the meal they're served.
Lady Geist: And how often will I...
Oathkeeper: That all depends. Life is bought with life... the better the quality, the more time you have.
Lady Geist: So all lives aren't equal...
Oathkeeper: If you honestly believed they were, we wouldn't be talking. Now... do we have a deal?
Flashforward back to the present day.
Lady Geist: I fed you plenty.
Oathkeeper: And yet, not nearly enough. Your binding of me -
Lady Geist: Ensured favorable terms.
Oathkeeper: - Was against the spirit of the bargain. And when I am free of this prison, you will answer for it.
Lady Geist: Oh, I believe you. But you will be waiting for a very long time, my friend. Unless...
Oathkeeper: "Unless" what?
Lady Geist: Unless you're interested in making a deal.
Oathkeeper: ... I'm listening.
Choice between:
Tea Time - Paying off the tab
Chapter 4
Featured heroes:
Lady Geist - 
Abrams - McGinnis
4a - Humble Pie
Lady Geist arrives at McGinnis' workshop. McGinnis is busy welding something.
Lady Geist: Pardon me, Ms. McGinnis... I believe we started off on the wrong foot.
McGinnis continues working.
McGinnis: I'm busy.
Lady Geist: I understand that, it's just -
McGinnis: None of the other big brains at your little party were able to help you?
Lady Geist: Yes
McGinnis: Sucks to be you.
Lady Geist: Mistakes were made.
McGinnis: Where's my vase?
Lady Geist: Excuse me?
McGinnis: Rich people love to give away stupid shit when they want to apologize. It's always a vase, or a ceremonial mask, or some silver plated cheese cutting set. So again I ask you: where's my vase?
Lady Geist raises a six-pack of beer.
Lady Geist: It's not quite a vase, but I'm told the proletariat love it.
McGinnis continues working.
Lady Geist: ... That was a joke. Please, c... can we talk?
McGinnis: ... [sighs], come with me.
Lady Geist and McGinnis enter a different part of the lab.
McGinnis: You're not used to not getting your way, are you?
Lady Geist: No.
McGinnis: I appreciate the honesty.
Lady Geist: Can you help me?
McGinnis: Can I? Sure. Will I? Haven't decided yet.
Lady Geist: Why's that?
McGinnis: Well, on the one hand: it's an interesting challenge. On the other, you're just a bad person.
Lady Geist: Your mind is the engine that drives the occult war machine! Within a decade your inventions will claim millions of lives, if they haven't already.
McGinnis: Ye-uh-Sure, but my job is designing weapons. That makes me a monster in the theoretical sense. You're basically a serial killer.
Lady Geist: Eh.
McGinnis: Give me a reason to help you. Something... interesting.
Lady Geist: I have money.
McGinnis: [Scoffs], I said interesting.
Lady Geist ponders for a moment.
Lady Geist: It will likely be 50 years before there's another maelstrom. Do you really want to wait that long before you try to harness the power of a god?
McGinnis: [Chuckles]... now we're talking.
Lady Geist and McGinnis toast with their beers.
4b - Revelation
Lady Geist enters Abrams' office. Abrams is sitting at his desk.
Lady Geist: Detective Abrams. I'm sorry I missed you at the party.
Abrams: I'm sorry, who are you?
Lady Geist: Lady Jeanne Geist.
Abrams: Huh, you sound French.
Lady Geist: I am.
Abrams: Thought you'd be German.
Lady Geist: I married one.
Abrams: Guess that makes sense.
Lady Geist: I'm getting bored, detective.
Abrams: You want me to work on my tight five?
Lady Geist: I want you to tell me what you want.
Abrams: ... I need to show you something.
Abrams places the Tome on his desk.
Abrams: You know what this is?
Lady Geist: A book.
Abrams: A tome! Something ancient. Something powerful.
Lady Geist: What does it... do?
Abrams: Steal life. Sound familar?
Lady Geist: Detective, are you implying -
Abrams: I think we're past lying, Mrs. Geist.
Lady Geist: Ms. Geist.
Abrams: I thought you married a German.
Lady Geist: He died.
Abrams: I'm shocked.
Lady Geist: I loved my husband, Detective. And if you imply otherwise ever again, they will never find your body.
Abrams: You're not lacking for confidence.
Lady Geist: Like you said: we're past lying.
Abrams: Hm.
Abrams opens the Tome and locates a ripped page.
Abrams: Take a look at this. May I see your hand, please?
Lady Geist places her Oathkeeper hand on the page. The symbols on the page match her hand.
Lady Geist: The symbols, they -
Oathkeeper: [ROARS].
Abrams slams the Tome shut.
Abrams: What the hell was that?!
Lady Geist: That shouldn't have been possible!
Abrams: What do you mean?
Lady Geist: Oathkeeper is oblivious to the world outside his prison. I'm supposed to be able to choose when he sees, w-when he speaks, and - and even then, only I can hear him.
Abrams: I think it's safe to assume Oathkeeper and the Tome are connected.
Lady Geist: Indeed... What do we do?
Abrams: We summon the Patrons.
4c - Decisions Decisions
Lady Geist and Johann Jr. are in Lady Geist's home.
Johann Jr.: No.
Lady Geist: You promised you would help me!
Johann Jr.: With the ward, sure. Not with making a deal with the devil.
Lady Geist: "The devil." [scoffs], don't be so dramatic...
Johann Jr.: You're not foisting Oathkeeper on me, end of story!
Lady Geist: What would you have me do?
Johann Jr.: You know a bunch of horrible people, I'm sure any one of them would love to live forever at the cost of someone else's life.
Lady Geist: Of course I do! The question is who do I know that wouldn't turn on me the first chance they got.
Johann Jr.: What about Mr. Fairfax?
Lady Geist: Not a horrible suggestion... I'm sure he'd try to either bind or weaponize Oathkeeper, but that would be his problem, not mine.
Johann Jr.: "Weaponize"?
Lady Geist: The Occult Industrial Complex never sleeps.
Johann Jr.: Don't go to Fairfax.
Lady Geist: No, no, it was a good idea!
Johann Jr.: There has to be someone else.
Lady Geist: Ah! What about Shelly Fisher?
Johann Jr.: ... How do you know that name?
Lady Geist: Oh, I went through your files last week when you invited me over for dinner.
Johann Jr.: Why would you do that?!
Lady Geist: Because I knew you would never reveal your patients' personal information!
Johann Jr.: That woman. Is sick.
Lady Geist: Which means she's desperate! And desperate people make wonderful prospects.
Johann Jr.: Leave her alone.
Lady Geist: Your morals seem fairly arbitrary.
Johann Jr.: I can't do this anymore.
Lady Geist: Here we go again...
Johann Jr.: That thing in your arm is a cancer.
Lady Geist: Which is why I'm trying to remove it!
Johann Jr.: But you're not! You're trying to pass it onto someone else! There's no cure for Oathkeeper, dad brought you as much time as he could, but time is up!
Lady Geist: Finding a new host was your idea!
Johann Jr.: And I was wrong! Everything about it is wrong!.. I have to go...
Johann Jr. leaves.
Lady Geist: Children...
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