Mad Men and Ruined Rats

Hello once again! It's me, as it always is. Obviously.
Ophelia.
Anyways, night went about as good as I thought it would, perhaps better? I'll have to judge later after a few drinks and when the sight of that creepy ass doll leaves the back of my head.
Oh yeah, there's a doll. A weird doll. Porcelain ...
Back to the journal keeping, met one of the birds at the docks, tall fella, beak and everything, would've thought him an odd colored heron if he hadn't had the papers stating otherwise. I was with two hired friends, big metal man, and a human with the doll , I'll get back to that. Birdy brought some friends of his own, a smith and a twig.
Showed 'em what I had, didn't take much getting them into the city, Grey Cloaks hate vermin just as I do, it seems. Beady little eyes, tails like worms, the hands ... Back to it, 'bout to get my papers, when some fancy clunkers show up, the metal man warned us ahead of time, and battle ensued.
 
I don't want to lie to you, I'd like to say I fought bravely, dashed in with reckless abandon, but Oddity is more careful than I am, so I fought them from a distance, didn't even get a scratch to remember them by.
 
The smith and the twig did not fare so well, unfortunately. They went to that dark place behind your eyes, but they got better.
 
Side Note because I forgot and remembered after a drink: The Clunkers followed Romos who has it out for the Bloody Crows? I fucking hate politics... They follow Alphemus? Owlfurmas? Alfermos? He's important? I was too busy looking at the organ jars
 
Anyways got the pest business sorted out and went on to the Pestilence Business, some nice lab, filled with those jars with pickled organs? Pretty sweet.
 
Hung around a bit after I got paid, I like the Crows, I enjoy doing work for them, I also like the jars of things they have, even if it makes the hair on the back of my neck raise up. Introductions were made 2 hours after our meeting, Twig and Smith aren't chatty, but I don't mind, Birdman and Big make enough chatter to entertain my wandering mind, Mad Man's got something going on too -oh shit
 
Let me tell you about this freakin doll, looks like a shabby piece of shit, pulled straight from the wreckage of some ruins piece of garbage freaky ass doll. Her name is CHLOE who the fuck??? It talks to Mad Man, argues with him, says it's a 'nice' doll, I don't believe in the moral alignments of inanimate objects but the vibes were off on this one boys, hated it, he threw it at Twiggy when she fell 'CHLOE help her!' my disbelief hung me like a noose around my neck, says he can't get rid of it! FUCK THAT SHIT
 
 
Okay... What else.... Oh there was this kid.. The Raven King, cult, obvs, meetings on Friday at midnight because of course they fucking are, if I'm not up to anything I might go, I hear culty people love their beverages, might be able to score some for myself.
 
Uhhhhhh, I think that's it? I don't have any jobs lined up for a bit, so I promised I'd hang with them tomorrow, it's either that or try and see how long it takes to get alcohol poisoning again, either way... I guess I'm kind of excited?