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Post by Amber on Aug 27, 2020 18:46:40 GMT -5
(Alright. I'll try to get something up within the next hour or two.)
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Post by Amber on Aug 27, 2020 19:51:30 GMT -5
The dark hair woman crossed her arms in annoyance as she watched the people ahead of her in line. The half-Wraith had been right, of course. It wouldn't be easy getting into the party by herself. She had tried to make a show of forgetting her invitation and even using the name of a rich, but not well known, family to get in. It hadn't worked. Although the stranger hadn't made fun of her for it, she was sure he was probably making fun of her in his head. The woman sighed. At least he agreed to help her get into the place. It was easier than trying to sneak in, anyway. People would notice a woman in a deep blue dress flying over the wall that surrounded the building. Or they would see her sliding in through another entrance. Or notice as she stuck the guards to the floor and made her way in. Point is, Lysandra would've been caught one way or another.
At least Crispen hadn't been spotted. It helped that he had been working on this staff personally for a while, though it wasn't like they asked many questions. Being a half-Fae had it draw backs on what the man could do. Despite that, he was skilled with getting into places he shouldn't be. Lysandra glanced at the strange-looking, half-Wraith next to her. She wasn't fond of having to get helped in. She knew once Crispen saw them, he would never live it down. Unfortunately for him, she would let spoiled plans ruin her night. After all, she was still getting into the party, just as someone's guest. The Elemental didn't ask questions, she only watched for the results.
Soon enough the pair reached the entrance. An Infernal and another Elemental were guarding the entrance, as they had been earlier. The fire Elemental eyed her suspiciously, though his gaze didn't linger on her. There were plenty of people who had gone through the pair in the past thirty minutes. It would be hard to remember her face. That was her theory, at least. Eventually the pair waved them through, unconcerned with the pair. Lysandra grinned. It was all going well as planned. As they entered into the party, the Elemental's eyes widened in a moment of amazement. Mages, angels, and even a scarce few Elementals were putting on a show at various points in he room. The busy staff weaved through the crowd, offering various food and drink to the guests. The sound of music deifted through the room, accompanied by idel conversation. It was the perfect environment to grab a few goodies. With everyone distracted, it would be easy enough to grab some jewelry or snatch a few wallets. Lysandra was thankful for the pockets in her dress. It would make it easier to hide the little trinkets she would collect that night.
The woman scanned the crowd briefly, trying to find the familair curly, red hair that marked her friend. There. The tall man wore the black-and-white server's uniform complete with necktie. He was currently serving- and probably flirting with -a small group of four. Man or woman, it didn't matter to the half-Fae. If he saw a pretty face, he would probably flirt with it. Lysandra smothered the stab of annoyance as she turned to her companion with a friendly smile.
"I appreciate you getting me in here, but I feel I have overstayed my welcome. Have a good evening, um, whenever you are." Without a second thought, the woman turned to leave.
(So I didn't know what exactly you wanted to do. So I just assumed he had an invitation to get in. Hope that works, @brighrflame.
Also I'll get character sheets up for Lysandra and Crispen here soon. Hopefully by tonight, if not tomorrow.)
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Post by Amber on Aug 27, 2020 21:53:39 GMT -5
(Having internet connectivity problems, so I probably can't do much more until tomorrow. Sorry.)
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Brokenstar
Conquer Windclan! Train kits too early! Muahahahahaha!!!
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Post by Brokenstar on Aug 27, 2020 22:01:35 GMT -5
( Amber Yeah, that's fine!) Wendell Benjamin White Wendell entered the building, a bit excited, though his straight face didn't show it. He enjoyed having a place to sit and read, while at the same time having access to plenty of food and drink. He had brought along with him an 841 page (He was good at remembering things like that) book that he had been reading for the last 2 weeks. It was Chaos and Corruption: A Look into the Study of Stygian. It was a great read, filled with new information that he hadn't even thought of. It also included instructions on reversing the corruption. He was almost done with it (Page 795), but he only brought this book along. Once inside, he was quite unhappy with the way this lady he had helped in had bid farewell. Like everyone else, she just sees my left., he thought a bit angrily. He walked with the book under his right arm and sat at a table for one in the corner, secluded yet with adequate lighting. His left leg went through the chair, but still stood on the floor, thanks to the limited possible physical interaction of it. He held and opened the book one-handed with his right hand. He beckoned with his left to a random server who looked vampyric for a drink. The server, of course, looked surprised at the bony, gray wraith hand. Wendell asked for some red wine, half listening to the music as he read. He liked the music drifting through the air, but it was nothing compared to the study of magic. Once he got his drink, he drunk it, still reading, careful not to spill it on the book. He held the book open with his right elbow. That is all of the knowledge of Stygian I know of. Use it wisely, infernals. With that line, after about a half an hour, he had finished the remaining 46 pages. He was a bit disappointed in himself for not bringing more books, but he decided there was nothing to be done about that. He stowed the book away in a large pocket he had had installed in his shirt. He had one in every shirt, as all of his shirts had to be custom tailored. He stood up and got some food, then went back to his table and ate. With no book to read, his mind wandered to the dream he had been having for the past 3 weeks. The air had been thick with fog, and yet it was very sunny. He hated the sun. It made him weak, and in the dark, he can interact with the physical world more with his left side. In this dream he had felt weaker than ever before. There were voices around him, whispering and yet screaming from agony. He heard a voice. "Wendell Benjamin White." A ghostly, bony face with ice blue dots in the sockets emerge from the fog. A full wraith. It said, "Do you know who I am?" Wendell stuttered, "N-no." "I am Vincent O'Moore, one of your ancestors on the wraith side.", it replied in a gravely voice. "I have a message for you. An ancient curse,
A deal long forgotten,
Promises written in verse,
To prevent a future broken.
By blood bound,
Through flame or famine,
The chosen shall be found,
In a world war-driven.
A price must be paid,
A final sacrifice made,
Old sins to rest laid,
Or all of life will be flayed." Every time, Wendell woke up in cold sweat. Every night, it was a little different, little imperfections, as though real. Only on the first night, though, did O'Moore have to introduce itself. Two weeks in, Wendell decided to research the prophecy, and found out all he could. He had one book on it back where he lived. Upon thinking about the dream, he decided he must find the others. |
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Post by Starchaser on Aug 28, 2020 15:36:24 GMT -5
{ Brokenstar Hey, Shadow, I'm done with work for today if you want to rp. I've got Zane (Shifter, werewolf) just waiting for Clarisse right now, which could give you an in for meeting the other prophecy members. Or I can make someone else up really quick, maybe whoever invited Wendell to the party?
You can wait for Amber if you want though, just thought I'd offer. If you want to rp now though, we can start something and let Amber hop back in later. }
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Post by Starchaser on Aug 28, 2020 15:52:11 GMT -5
{ Okay, do you want me to write the starter post of them running into each other? }
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Post by Starchaser on Aug 28, 2020 16:31:53 GMT -5
{ Okay, I might be kind of spotty with activity, but I'll try to have something up soon. }
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Post by Starchaser on Aug 29, 2020 11:41:54 GMT -5
{ Ach, I'm so sorry for disappearing like that, I was a little more busy than I thought. I'll try to get something up for Zane soon. }
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Post by Starchaser on Aug 29, 2020 23:09:53 GMT -5
{ Brokenstar Okay, here's Gabriel. Sorry it took so long.
This should still give Wendell an easy in for meeting the prophecy crew later on, because Gabriel and Lilah were going to run into each other and talk. Also, sorry if he seems a little all over the place for the first few posts. I've never roleplayed him before, so I'm still trying to feel him out. Gabriel definitely isn't the nicest person though, he's got that stuck-up rich kid attitude and sense of superiority without even realizing it, so he's... interesting. }
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Brokenstar
Conquer Windclan! Train kits too early! Muahahahahaha!!!
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Post by Brokenstar on Aug 30, 2020 9:39:09 GMT -5
(Didn't know when school ended, so I assumed it lasted just as long as school IRL, and so ended when the average student was 18, not counting college)
Wendell Benjamin White
"Gabriel! Yep, first time, and it's a nice place to read!" For Gabriel, he gave a hint of a smile, which was a lot for him. It's hard to make Wendell smile, even the littlest bit. He gave a small chuckle at his joke. His memories went back to his school years. Back when he saw Gabriel almost every day. He would practice with Gabriel, never really considering Gabriel's help "help", and more just training together. He realized that Monica had gone missing after Gabriel had left the school. His smile disappeared as he said, "Monica... Monica's missing." Monica had gone missing 3 years prior, when he had been 18 and Gabriel was 23. Monica, unlike Wendell, had always been very cheerful, goofy, and extroverted. She had also been very curios, but couldn't just be satisfied by reading or hearing about it. She needed experience to cure her curiosity. Despite this being very annoying to Wendell, he still cared about her. His family was relatively close. "3 years at this point. 3 years missing, not one sighting of her." He informed Gabriel. He was frowning deeply, head slightly bowed. He hated thinking about this topic, but Gabriel deserved news. This was a sign of just how close there friendship is. At the moment, he had completely forgotten about the prophecy. He didn't know who or where Gabriel's sister is, but he suspected that they weren't missing, too. He was glad of that. He didn't want Gabriel to feel this pain. The only people he cared about are himself, his family, and Gabriel. He already lost one, despite how much she annoyed him, and he didn't want another to feel this pain.
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Post by Starchaser on Aug 30, 2020 11:49:23 GMT -5
{ Brokenstar Yeah, that's how I imagined it worked.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2020 16:54:17 GMT -5
Starchaser Sorry for the absence! My profs decided to give me a million assignments due on the dame day plus thousands of hours of videos to watch. I hate my online classes. DX Anyways, I think Belua is easily one of the most interesting magics because it can be messed with in so many ways. It's literally the life blood of the shifters (without it they would likely go into magic shock) and can influence biological processes so finely that I'm sure some shifters have found ways to regenerate limbs. I think it's defiantly one of those magics that has limitless potential and can surely be misused in some pretty messed up ways as well. XD I understand the descriptions to a fault! XD Amber I know we have been trying to connect Clarisse back to Avani so here you go! I left it pretty open with Azar so we can always bring in Lilah and Alex before we meet him again or whatever!)
 Clarisse Alinsky “The sun watches what I do, but the moon knows all my secrets.” - J M Wonderland ✶ ⤐ ☾ ⬷ ✶
As the music washed over her, guiding her feet and relaxing her muscles, Clarisse found herself easing into the pace that the demon had set. With prolonged exposure, the heavy scent of smoke and burning wood drifted to the back of her mind and the dreaded dancing of the evening quickly turned enjoyable. She eased up on the Belua as she matched his step. A quick learning, she tilted her head as she digested the lesson from the man and started to smile, an animalistic gleam in her eye.
"If dancing is like hunting, does that make you my prey, Azar?" A piece of creamy blonde hair, lose from its bun already, fell next to her mouth as if accented the velvety purr. The thick, almost growl of her accent gave the words an interested tilt as they danced. "Or does it make me yours?"
She was not so naive that she didn't notice the interested gleam in the eyes from the moment he saw her. She had yet to decipher if it was the gleam of a man who saw a curious new plaything or of a businessman who saw the potential for a new political connection. Regardless, it was easy for her to entertain the the idea or either given her natural state of being. Besides, as he talked about the necklace and its importance, her inviting smile grew larger and larger.
My prey indeed.
It was clear as day in her mind that the necklace had a strong tie to the prophecy and they would have to take it before they left Sanctum. How though? She was within half a foot of it, but could not take it directly. He would either have to give it to her or she would have to contact Avani and devise a plan. A heist. Oh how fun!
Her eyes, interested and glistening with curiosity, took in the orange hues of the necklace, "It's craved from an ancient material before the Cataclysm? That's fascinating."
She leaned in slightly and let the faint scent of the ancient stone drift into a hyper sensitive nose. It mainly smelled of Azar, the same burning cedar, but there was a conflicting rose garden undertone that seemed too female, too different to be from his cologne. It took her a moment to recover from the new revelation and she decided to be brave before the song ended and another male asked to her dance and the cycle continued.
"May I touch it?" She batted her eyes once innocently as if her earlier question wasn't completely true now. It fascinated her how easy it was to slip into the role of huntress when she was completely out of her element. This was not something she did and she really hoped that it worked to set them up for an accurate retrieval.
But the music was ending and Zane had disappeared from the wings. Not to mention that Avani's scent had drifted into the room once more and she was suddenly overcome with the urge to leave. She lingered for a moment as the pairs around them started to break up around them in responce to the music ending, but ended up looking up with a slight frown. The smile she turned to him with was blinding, "Unfortunately, it seems we are out of time. Another time perhaps? I would love to talk to you more. Thank you for the dance."
She bowed her head slightly, mimicking the other respectable ladies around her and stepping away to go find Avani. She had to tell her about the necklace and possible come up with a plan. Zane was no where to be found which she thought odd, but her parents had also vanished into the crowd so she wasn't worried for him. The smell of alcohol clogged her nose as she turned the corner to make a slow escape as if she was baiting the demon. It would be easier to steal the necklace if he was already intrigued and she could get close to him again.
Avani was in the same place as before and Clarisse made a beeline to her with an excited expression. Her heels clicked as she stood in front of the angel with her hands on her hips, the definition of confidence, "Look who made it! They put you to work I see." She looked around for a moment before jumping right in. "I need to talk to you about something."
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Post by Amber on Aug 30, 2020 17:11:58 GMT -5
(Sounds good. I was also waiting for Moss, but they haven't been on in a few days. For now maybe we could say Lucrecia couldn't find Clarisse and got called away.
Also, I did some angel lore, which included foreign relations on the extras discussion page. Feel free to check out the Shifter segment and tell me if anything needs to be changed.)
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Post by Amber on Aug 30, 2020 19:15:01 GMT -5
(Here you go @shootforthestars. Also I caved and spent most of my day messing with the coded replies for my characters. It was fun and I like how they came out.)
 Avani Roshan  "Someome has to care. Too few people care these days."- Lift The Chosen Angel
With her displays still dancing above, Avani carefully watched the crowd. Lucrecia had been called back to work a few minutes before, making her unable to find and get Clarisse. That left the angel to search the full room alone. Hopefully, the woman would come into view soon. Avani really needed to talk with her. She didn't know why that demon's necklace had gotten such a reaction out of her, or why it was important. All she knew, it was part of the prophecy, though what role it played remained a mystery.
If she couldn't spot Clarisse, then it was probably a good idea to keep an eye out for the werewolf's friends as well. She thought she could recognize either man if she saw them. If she could get their attention, perhaps they could get Clarisse for her. No matter the outcome,, the sooner she could talk to the other woman, the sooner they could get that necklace.
Avani turned her attention back to her light show as the engery in the room started to change. What had once been a calm affair was rapidly turning into a party befitting of Sanctum. The slow music, perfect for swaying, ballroom-like dances changed into quicker, snappier tunes. People began to move around more, jumping from conversarion to conversation. The other entertainers changed their displays to match the new excitement of the manor. Avani followed suit, changing her scene from the idle fluttering butterflies to a pair of battling dragons. Scales of glittering yellow-gold zipped about, the beasts occasionally turning around to breath a golden-orange fire. The angel gave instruction to the constructs of light and let herself take a moment to admire the work of the other entertainers.
A Lux-powered phoenix emerged from the sparkling ashes created by a Mage, launching itself into the air. A herd of unicorns raced on an invisible ground, running away from a beast hunting them. A few times they turned to fight the monster, streaks of light blasting from their horns, before beginning their flee again. Avani grinned as she watched the various shows. Everyone was so talented, she felt a twinge of pride that Rollan had been impressed with her enough to allow her to preform with them.
As the angel stared above, she didn't notice Clarisse emerging from the crowd and coming her way. "Look who made it!" The Shifter exclaimed as she approched. Avani grinned at her and offered a friendly wave.
"I tried to get in vith zat note you gave me, but ze guards vouldn't allow me in. Unfortunately, zey didn't give it back. I hope I didn't get you in trouble, Clarisse." The werewolf's name was a little diffcult to pronounce through the angel's accent, but the angel managed well enough. "Because I couldn't get in, I didn't know vhat I vas going to do. But zen, a nice man named Rollan needed more people to entertain ze crowd and I vas able to help him. He even managed to fashion zis for me," she added, lightly pulling on the burgundy cloth that wrapped around her torso. Avani had a few questions she wanted to ask the woman, like what it meant to be an Alinsky. However, it seemed she had something she needed to tell her about, though Avani did too.
"It sounds important, but zere's somezing I vant to mention too. Zat demon friend of yours, his necklace is important to me! I don't know vhy, but I know it has somezing to do vith ze prophecy. I've seen it in my dreams before. Ve need it, but I'm not sure how ve'll get it. I don't vant to make you betray or hurt your friend, but it's important we get that necklace."
Avani felt a little guilty. She didn't want to put Clarisse in a tough position. However, they also needed it for the prophecy, even though its true purpose remained a mystery. The angel stared at Clarisse, hoping she wasn't asking for too much.
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Brokenstar
Conquer Windclan! Train kits too early! Muahahahahaha!!!
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Post by Brokenstar on Aug 30, 2020 19:27:09 GMT -5
(Starchaser Sorry I took so long to get this out!)Wendell Benjamin White"Well, the books can really help with the actual practice. For me, parties are about reading and seeing old highschool friends.", he replied. This was before the topic turned to his sister. He was enjoying himself, reading, then talking with Gabriel. "Gabe, without books, I wouldn't have made it into the school, and subsequently met you! So don't go around telling me not to read books." he laughed.
"Nope. No clue what happened. Probably wandered off. Always loved exploring to answer her questions." He sighed. He hated talking about his sister. It was a very unwelcome topic to him. "Remember how I described her? Red curly hair, dark brown eye on the fae side, pale flesh on the fae side, a darker shade of grey on the wraith side. Right side is wraith, and on it the eye is red, as well as the glowing spot on her chest. Please, tell me if you ever see her." He doubted Gabriel would spot Monica, but there was a chance, so he needed to know this.
He decided to change the subject. He looked up and said, "Hey, Gabriel? I've been having weird recurring nightmares. No, not ordinary ones. This started around 3 weeks ago. You see, in this dream, it was very sunny. You know how much I hate the sun. But this sun made me feel weaker than I'd ever felt. I was also surrounded by thick fog I couldn't see through. Then, a wraith's head with ice blue eyes poked it's head through. It asked if I knew who it was. I said no, and it said it was Vincent O'Moore, one of my ancestors. It then told me this prophecy." He handed Gabriel a piece of paper with the prophecy written on it. "The dream ended. Then, over the next 2 weeks, I kept having the dream over and over again. After the fist time, Vincent didn't introduce itself, and there were little imperfections, but the wraith and the prophecy both remained the same. After two weeks, I researched the prophecy. It's real."
Then, he took half a moment to think, before saying, "Have you had any dreams similar to this? Or... Your sister?" He hoped he wasn't touching on a delicate topic with the sister that he had heard so little about, but he needed to find all of the prophecy members as soon as possible. |
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Post by Starchaser on Aug 31, 2020 2:36:54 GMT -5
{ @shootforthestars Figured I'd let you and Amber get some posts in before I bring Zane and Azar back in.
Also, Amber , that layout is so pretty! I have such a hard time finding colors I like.
Brokenstar No worries, you're good! I tried to leave this open at the end for Wendell to go find Clarisse (@shootforthestars chosen Shifter) and Avani (Amber chosen Heavenly). I'm tired, so this isn't very good, but hopefully it gives you something to work with.
Anyways, I should mention that Avani is actually a Caelum, though her last name is different now, because the bloodline tried to go into hiding after their last chosen ancestor failed.
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Brokenstar
Conquer Windclan! Train kits too early! Muahahahahaha!!!
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Post by Brokenstar on Aug 31, 2020 9:55:17 GMT -5
(Took me a while, but I finally made it, Starchaser ! Also, I opened the gateway to a kind of Stormfur thing!)Wendell Benjamin White Wendell did a facepalm in response to Gabriel's reminder that he had been taught about it., disappointed in his foolishness. "How could I forget learning about it?" He cried out, but not too loudly. Of course, now he remembered all he had learned about it. "I'm so foolish!", he exclaimed. He was angry with himself. Only he could get so invested in finding out about something that he forgets all he already knows about it.
"Listen, Gabriel, I don't care that you didn't have dreams, you're helping me with this. At the least, you're going to help me find the other members. Let's start." He was determined. He knew about this prophecy, and if he didn't help, the world might end. For them, at least. Plus, he might find his sister, and he might prove that half-wraiths are worth something. He might be able to use the power, the one that got him to school.
"Your... Your sister is missing, too?" His arms went limp, he just stood up straight, and his face went flat from the surprise. Of course! This explains it! That's why he was always reluctant to talk about her! he thought. He could sympathize with Gabriel. He knew how he felt. He didn't understand the full story, though, but he thought he could sympathize, at least.
After a while, he came back to his senses. He said, "Come on! It'll be easier to find the Alinsky, as they haven't completely disappeared. That would be a... Shifter?" He wasn't quite sure which was which, but he had an inkling, and this one was correct. "Now, how should we go about this? We can't just go around screaming their name." He didn't really have a plan for this. Perhaps he could ask around? This might just be a stereotype, but he half expected them to be talking about hunting or something
He desperately hoped he and Gabriel could find the shifter, or the shifter them. He also hoped they weren't doing something like dancing. That would complicate things more. |
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Post by Amber on Aug 31, 2020 13:33:40 GMT -5
(Hey Brokenstar, sorry for ditching(not sure the right word to use) you. I was going to go back and reply with my elemental, but you and Star decided to do something else instead and I didn't want to impose or anything. On the bright side, we'll be able to do things with Wendell and Avani (and Clarisse) soon. Thanks, Starchaser! Picking out the colors was diffcult. Not because I didn't know what color schemes I wanted for the post, but because I wanted the shades to be right. Also finding pictures I wanted was a little hard too, but I found ones I liked. Anyway, I was bored and did this. Also I have Lysandra and Crispen open for rp if anyone's interested.)
 Lysandra Floros  "The best liars are those who tell the truth most of the time."- Vin The Dancing Void
The party was now in full swing, though Lysandra hadn't done much socializing. Instead, she studied those in the room, figuring out who would be the easiest targets of the night. As she wandered through the house, the young woman was aware of the gazes she drew as she passed. Lysandra wore a high-collared, deep blue dress made from a soft fabric she didn't know the name of. The bodice comfortably hugged her torso before giving way to a long, slender skirt. It had slits on the sides that went up to her knees, perfect in case she had to make a quick escape. It was slveeless with silver embroidery around the neck and on the skirt's hem. Her long, stark black hair was nicely pulled back into a side bun, a decorative silver chain wrapped around it. A pair of similarly blue heels peeked out from under the dress, giving her a few extra inches of height. Lysandra knew they could be slipped off easily in a pinch. She had picked them for that very reason.
The woman settled herself beside the bar, green eyes still watching the crowd. The pair of servers behind her worked briskly on drink orders. While there were drinks on the trays of passing staff, not everyone would want a delicate champagne or a simple glass of wine. Fruit juices were mixed with one alcohol or another, occssional orders required use of a blender, and the sound of ice clanging against metal often filled the air as a drink was mixed. The partygoers really loved their fancy beverages. Lysandra couldn't relate. She preferred a simple wine or beer if she was going to have something. Besides, the fruit and grain based alcohols actually provided a use for her.
Her gaze flickered to the side as Crispen approched with a mostly empty tray of champagne. With a friendly smile, he offered some to her. "What happened to that friend of yours? You know, that strange, half-wraith fella?"
"I don't know. He went off to meet people or get a drink or something. His whereabouts are not my concern. He got me into this place and that's all that matters," the woman answered as she declined the champagne.
"I suppose you're right. Did you at least thank him for the help?" Lysandra glanced at the man, let out a soft sigh, and rolled her eyes.
"I told him I appreciated his help, then went on my merry way. He had no objections and that was good enough. More than enough, arguably."
"Well, it's better than what you usually do and I suppose you're getting better at being nice to people. Anyway, are you enjoying the party, Lys? You know, socializing, enjoying the food, that sort of thing."
"Yes, tonight's been rather impressive. It's certianly better than the Sylvern's party last week. Not only were the accommodations awful- I still can't believe they called that mush food -but there was nothing good to take from them to make it worth while." It truly was an awful event for everyone, not just the sometimes-thieves. That's probably why tonight's party seemed impressive. The Rathorul's certianly knew how to entertain people. It was a rather extravagant affair with plenty of food, drink, and distracted guests. Usually the pair would only break into events like it to take advantage of free food and drinks. However, with so many wealthy and elite members of society from all five families, it would be a crime not to take advantage of the riches they had on them. Lysandra was usually in charge of that. She was quick with taking the odd watch, ring, or wallet. Her elemental abilities also helped with that.
"How are you enjoying tonight?" She finally asked. Crispen shurgged.
"Well enough seeing as I'm part of the serving staff. I probably should get back to work soon." As if on cue, one of the servants shot a glare at the half-Mage. Clearly she didn't appreciate watching the curly-haired man chatting idely as everyone else rushed around, trying to keep up with the business of the night. "I should probably get back to work. Don't want to make people suspicious now. Hopefully your Infernal friend won't blab to anyone about you, last thing we need is people figuring that you don't belong here. Anyway, hope you get something good." With that, he was off with his tray of drinks, quickly disappearing within the crowded room.
Now alone, the woman continued to observe the crowd. It took patience to find the right person to take from, though as the night wore on it would become easier. People would grow too tired or drunk to notice a quick slip of a hand to remove a bracelet, or realize that the woman who knocked into them was, in fact, searching their pockets for a loose wallet. As she continued to hang around the bar, hunger gnawed at her stomach. Lysandra hadn't even used any of her void powers in hours. Good thing there was plenty of food around. Snatching a small napkin from the bar counter, the woman began to flag down a few servers, so she could eat.
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Post by Starchaser on Aug 31, 2020 18:33:47 GMT -5
{ Brokenstar This one is kinda short and boring, sorry. I already have three characters that are quite prominent in the main plot (Lilah, Caspian, and Zane), so I wont add Gabriel too. However, I was planning on having him pop up throughout the rp, he just wont be traveling with the main group. Also, I ended this off so Wendell can meet Zane who can take him to Clarisse and the other prophecy crew.
Amber Sorry I kinda butted in, I just wanted Shadow to be able to get in with the other prophecy characters. I'm sure we can still find a way to include your characters in the party scenes too though. Maybe have one of them try to steal something off one of the prophecy members? Or they could be after Azar's necklace too and the prophecy group has to make a deal with them or it ends up being a "battle of the thieves" scenario?
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Post by Amber on Aug 31, 2020 19:30:08 GMT -5
( Brokenstar, that is true. It'd be funny if they showed up at the same event in the future and have a moment of "hey, I know you". No worries, Starchaser. My post was the end of an interaction and I should've been better at trying to create more interactions. I think part of the issue was my thinking Wendell may try to talk to her further, even though it was dismissive. Anyway, those are interesting ideas. Battle of the thieves sounds fun, but I'm not sure they would go after something as big as Azar's necklace. They're (or at least Lysandra) are more petty thieves and trying to sell that necklace would certianly raise some questions. The idea of them trying to steal something off of one of the chosen and getting caught seems fun. Also, depending on who it is, it could lead to hijinks.) |
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Post by Starchaser on Aug 31, 2020 20:40:33 GMT -5
{ Amber That makes sense. I definitely think trying to steal from one of the prophecy members would be interesting. I'm not sure who all has something on them that could be swiped easily. I think Lilah and Clarisse have jewelry at least, but I'm not sure about the others. They could steal from whoever you think would be most interesting though, we can easily throw in some extra stuff.
Also, I'm retconing in that Lilah has a dress pocket that's enchanted to be invisible because it will be easier for me to have stuff when the attack happens. }
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Post by Amber on Aug 31, 2020 21:05:51 GMT -5
( Starchaser, maybe something with Lilah would be interesting seeing as Clarisse is occupied and Zane and Wendell will also be coming into the picutre soon. Depending on who she interacts with (if you're fine with it), it could be fun to see her reaction to either a void elemental or a half-Fae/half-Mage. Also it could kind of tie her with Wendell and/or Gabriel considering the former got Lysandra into the party.) |
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Post by Starchaser on Aug 31, 2020 21:23:02 GMT -5
{ Amber That's fine with me, though Lilah is also with Alex. It might be a few more days still until Moss posts, so I'm fine with adding some more interactions to the mix. Alex can always be edited in later on. I'm cool with whoever interacting with Lilah and then letting her run into Gabriel, and learning about Wendell that way. However it ends up working out. Then we can connect Alex/Lilah and Clarisse/Avani/Wendell groups. }
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Post by Amber on Aug 31, 2020 21:37:49 GMT -5
( Starchaser Alright, I'm fine with that and, as you mentioned, Alex can easily be edited in later. Sounds good for connecting the groups and all. Do you want to reply first or do you want me to?) |
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Post by Starchaser on Aug 31, 2020 21:45:27 GMT -5
{ Amber If you don't mind, could you? I feel bad because I know you just posted, I was just working on some of the other pages right now. Or you can even just add a little bit onto your previous post, just enough for me to insert Lilah in there. If you don't feel like it though, I get it, it just might be a while before I come up with something. }
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