Cometh the Big Crying Wheel

[initiates]

Date & Time: Sept 15th
Location: A refurbished castle on the outskirts of Exsilium.
Characters: Anyone at the party!
Summary: Vanadi hosts a party that goes very poorly.
Warnings: Violence, probably! Let a mod know if we should update this.


It’s a lovely night for a party!

The venue at the outskirts of town is, unfortunately, a bit drafty — and actually rather sparsely furnished, as well. In fact, party goers are encouraged to mingle, drink, and enjoy themselves in the courtyard, as the castle itself wasn’t able to be renovated in time, and has proven to be a little bit architecturally unsound. Any explorative guests might find a small hail of dust and pebbles on their heads if they venture too far in — and who knows what else, if they continue on.

But the drinks and snacks both are plentiful and delicious, and the large canvas set up from castle wall to castle wall keeps off the sprinkling rain. The weather could even be described as warmish and pleasant, if one were feeling generous. A group of Exiles plays classic instruments in one corner of the courtyard, having been paid enough to even smile at any Transports that wander near.

All in all, it’s shaping up to be a good night. Until about 10 PM, that is. Come 10 PM, the Misery rolls into town, tearing down the canvas, nullifying powers, and crying corrosive blood everywhere. That’s the cue for all hell to break loose, as the final wave of mind-controlled characters snag their victims and make for the hills — or at least for the UE. The mind-controlled characters will also have the backup of a squadron of 20 of the Masked, the UE's special ops force. The Masked's main goal is to grab those on their list and get away, but they're certainly not above shooting to kill at anyone that gets in their way. They're also highly trained in hand-to-hand combat and physically enhanced by their suits, so they're a good bunch to try to avoid.

But do have a wonderful time until then, won’t you?

Comments

[controlledvariable]

If I get a good run up and the right angle.

[And as long as they're not super high, but she can propell herself up pretty fair.]

Stephanie. You're Ahiru, right?

[Look she. pays attention, okay.]

[quackery]

[She pauses a moment, trying to work out why that name sounds familiar, before - oh.]

Stephanie like Steph? Are you Ellie's girlfriend?

[Okay that's kind of disconcerting though.]

...How do you know my name?

[controlledvariable]

That'd be me. Don't believe anything she's told you.

[Let's see if she can make it through this conversation about Ellie without bursting into tears.]

Ellie's mentioned you, and I've seen you around on the network a bit.

[Bats.]

[quackery]

[She blinks.]

She did? Don't believe anything she said, then, either!

[With a laugh, clearly joking.]

[controlledvariable]

But she told me you were funny and smart and a great dancer!

[Okay so. probably not, because Ellie does't talk about people like that, and the last compliment is just because Steph noticed Ahiru dancing earlier.

But whatever, man.]

[quackery]

[She laughs, shaking her head.]

She's never even seen me dance. I guess I can live with the first two, though.

[controlledvariable]

Two out of three isn't too bad. [She grins, almost conspiratorial] But I've seen you dance, and I would defnitely say you're great.

[quackery]

[She makes a small noise of surprise before she looks down, embarrassed. It sounds even more unbelievable coming from this girl, who just proved she was capable to doing gymnastics in high heels.]

I'm really not that great, but thank you for saying so!

[controlledvariable]

I never just say so.

[It's said very seriously, over the top, before she smiles.]

C'mon, if you're gonna go exploring the castle, let me at least keep you company. That way you can carry me back if I trip and break an ankle.

[Steph pls.]

[quackery]

You might be on your own if something like that happens! I could get help, at least.

[controlledvariable]

What, you don't think you could give me a piggy back?

[Yes, all 5'8 of her, not to mention she's built more like a boxer than a gymnast.]

[quackery]

[She's got strength from dancing, of course, but it doesn't change the fact she's half a foot shorter than Steph.]

Unless you want me to drop you and break your other foot!

[controlledvariable]

I have faith in you.

[Stephanie you're ridiculous.

She's just going to start moving, through, a bounce in her step as she heads towards an interesting looking part of the castle, assuming Ahiru will follow.]

Were you at school back home?

[~small talk~

now that she's run out of ridiculousness (for now)]

[quackery]

Ah, yeah, I was. I went to a special school for the arts. What about you?

[She follows, peering around the castle as she trails behind Steph.]

[controlledvariable]

Hey, that's really cool.

[She wonders if it was for dancing or something else, but she can save the question for later.]

I was at college, I actually miss it, which is something I never thought I'd say.

[She doesn't like having so much free time.]

[quackery]

It was a good place. All the students there were really nice.

[She grins.]

Oh, that's even cooler! What were you studying?

[controlledvariable]

Nice students? [She sounds shocked! She didn't know nice students existed.]

Social work. Well, I was working towards it, but I had to do a couple required courses, first. Philosophy wasn't my strong suit.

[She wasn't too bad at it, actually, she just tended to get into a lot of arguments.]

[quackery]

Well, hey, I bet you'll have tons of time to finish it up once you make it home.

[It's said reassuringly, and her smile is more gentle for a moment to support that.]

[controlledvariable]

[That's really sweet.]

I dunno, I was thinking running away to join the circus.

[must you]

[quackery]

[She grins.]

You seem like you'd be good on a tightrope!

[controlledvariable]

You might be surprised.

[She grins, even if that's actually true; balance beams are one thing, but tightropes are a whole 'nother ball game.]

I'm not bad with aerial silk, though.

[quackery]

Oh, really? I'd love to see that, too, if we could find a way!

[controlledvariable]

Shouldn't be too hard to set up, if I can find the right kinda material.

[It's not a bad idea, actually; she's getting bored of the regular gym equipment, and it never hurts to expand her skillset.]

I could probably teach you a trick or two, if you wanted.

[quackery]

Oh - I might be too clumsy! I mean, it involves being up pretty high sometimes, right? I'd probably fall.