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

[recorden]

[ Lavi's smile widens, crossing the border of too pleasant and making the insincerity of his words that more obvious when he says: ]

Don't know whatcha talking about.

[ Yes, he is. ]

[boundbydevotion]

[Sighs and glances around the room to reestablish his lock on Allen's location, then turning to Lavi again.]

What is so surprising about my presence, then?

[recorden]

[ He follows Link line of sight and— yeah, no surprise there. It figures even though it's already been said how unnecessary it is.

So, pointedly: ]

I didn't think you were the partying type.

[boundbydevotion]

You know as well as I do that I am not here for that.

[He has clearly given no thought to quitting his assignment.]

[recorden]

And I think you've been told before it's quite unnecessary.

[ Still smiling, oh-so-pleasantly. ]

[boundbydevotion]

[Link in turn is blunt as ever, more sure of himself now, having established a comfortable routine of quietly following Allen around again rather than confronting Lavi straight after creating an upheaval]

However necessary or unnecessary you feel the effort is, it does not change the fact that it is my job to do it. That seems to me to be something you ought to understand, even if you don't appreciate it, or have you abandoned making your records?

[recorden]

[ Finally terseness seeps into his voice and the smile falls away somewhat. ]

No, but they're different things.