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Post by Trinity on Jan 15, 2014 15:22:11 GMT -8
((Made another post here so I could play so more before I have to leave. ))
She only stayed long enough for her drink to arrive, regarding Sophie with a wave of goodbye and a look that said 'See you later!' She still had some tables to go, afterall.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Jan 17, 2014 1:19:48 GMT -8
On the way to his next destination Trevor accepts a stuffed mushroom offered by friendly servant.
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Post by Trinity on Jan 17, 2014 8:06:21 GMT -8
Leo came over once again for a breather. She still had some tables to go, but it looked like they were all filled. Except the one with Marchese and Santi. She'd wait a little bit before she went over. "Could use a smoke.." She opened up her box of cigarettes to find a single one left in it. How disappointing. Nevertheless, she lit it with her last match, tossing both boxes into a nearby trashcan. ".."
Eli had been heeding conventional wisdom to drink water, and now was returning from heeding the disastrous results of said advice-- potty breaks. He finished drying his hands on the hem of his shirt and approached Leo. Eli- "Hey Stretch, handin' out those CVs and gettin' them strictly business-related digis?"
Eli- "Come to think of it, no one's asked me for my CV. Why do we even make those things?"
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Post by Trinity on Jan 17, 2014 8:45:06 GMT -8
She shook her head and flicked some ash into the trashcan, speaking low and with her back to the other tables. "Yo.. Not even one person, dude. Then again, it's not like I have anything to show. I didn't even finish highschool. ..But I see what you mean. This whole thing feels.. Whack, doesn't it?"
Eli- "Yeah, if it's a cult, it's not a very fun cult. Keep getting asked what I'd do if everything I ever loved and worked towards exploded in a fiery ball."
Eli- "Not that specifically-- god, it'd be a lot worse if it was that verbatim!"
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Post by Trinity on Jan 17, 2014 9:01:36 GMT -8
"I haven't been asked anything like that. Yet. Mostly it's been about my interests.. Though, one guy," She nodded at a table, "Thierry, I think, asked me some weird shit about blasphemy and demons. The fuck is up with that?"
"And then those two cute guys, Polka-dot and the guy with the long eyebrows; They acted like they have something to hide. Like, they were really freakin' depressed for some reason. I laid down some of my irresistible Leo-Charm, and the brunette got all sad. Not to mention blondie is a bad liar."
Eli- "Oh yeah, I talked to them. They were hella weirdos. I kind of cheered them up briefly, but it was grim to start with. I mean, I guess if I had to stay up to do some work shit like this I might not be stoked but--"
Eli- "Hey. There's an open bar. Who is that bummed when there's an open bar in the room? Maniacs, that's who."
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Post by Trinity on Jan 17, 2014 9:16:44 GMT -8
"Yeah, I agree. Hold on.. Does this mean Detectives Eli and Leo are back?" She grinned and offered her fist for a knuckle-bump. Eli- "I guess so, but I heard there's some kinda murder-y mobster on the premises. This is getting a bit out of my pay grade... But my life's not that important. Fuck it." (ORIGINALLY...)(Eli must have said something about one of his conversations at the tables.)"Who regrets hoping you do good? That's friggin' weird."
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Post by Trinity on Jan 17, 2014 9:25:41 GMT -8
"Alright, well, what do we know? Santi is Marchese's son, and really cute, Marchese set the game up for the sake of.. what was it? Patronage? And he's commissioning people for a project. What else?"
Eli- "Everyone's sheisty about where they're from, and what they want out of us. Demetri and Fran seem to be siblings, and Vitus and Jack claimed to be 'brothers.' Is everyone here related? That's..."
Eli- "Maybe that's what the cult calls fellow members! It's all falling into place..."
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Jan 17, 2014 9:33:16 GMT -8
Quinn wandered over to Leo and Eli (who he considered both to be 'safe people' from the table he had just occupied. Quinn- "Hello all, are you feeling as exhausted as I am with all of this? How has it been for you?"
He made sure to wait for a break in their conversation so he wouldn't interrupt. He hadn't heard what they were saying as he walked up. Eli- "Hey Q-Baller. We're just talking about wtf up with these strange people. And yeah, all that walking around early... Hoo, my sciatica." (ORIGINALLY...)Eli closed his eyes and tilted his head back slightly. The motion seemed a little strange, but he helped him remember. In his mind, he played back the conversations in the dining hall. "Marchese....Hasn't seen the movie. He heard about it from the art community, supposedly. He does...business of some sort? He doesn't read, at least according to his library. "
"Santi...is from Koromo. He does not go to school. He was late to dinner."
"Shit...I guess we don't know that much, after all."
Eli didn't notice Quinn until after he'd opened his eyes. "Oh! Quinn, I didn't see you there. How are you?"
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Post by Trinity on Jan 17, 2014 9:37:30 GMT -8
((*Turns into a potato*)) "Right. Maybe we can-" "Oh, Q! The game has been.. Interesting I guess." She slung an arm around Quinns shoulder and gave it a squeeze, "I bet you got asked some weird stuff, huh?"
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Jan 17, 2014 9:50:04 GMT -8
Quinn startled a bit at the arm thrown round his shoulders, but didn't shy away. He was used to Leo's overt affections by now. He gave Eli a slightly strange look (which consisted of a raised eyebrow), but didn't comment otherwise. "Well, that's the thing, really. The questions have been a bit...eccentric, but nothing too shocking. I've only been to two tables so far, but things have been pretty tame. What about you two?" He nodded to both of them, wondering if it had been more strange for others. Eli- "Dang, bro. Why'm I the only one to get the whole 'what if your life was destroyed utterly' biz? Do I have some kinda 'I'm a royal fuck-up' sign taped on my back? That's a bit eerie."
Eli- "Wish I could go back to talking about hypothetical ninjas busting up the joint." (ORIGINALLY...) "I've been to six. Most have been...unique, but nothing too bad. Questions about my life's goals, what would happen if they went horribly wrong...Ninjas. Whiskey. Spontaneous combustion. Kind of a hodgepodge of things."
"Have you learned anything more about our hosts? We're trying to get as much information as we can before we head over there."
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Post by Trinity on Jan 17, 2014 10:00:15 GMT -8
"..Let's just say some things don't really make a lot of sense right now." She stepped away from her friend to put out her half-burnt cigarette, tucking the rest in her back pocket along with her knife. It was her last cigarette, after all. Might as well save it. She stopped a passing servant for her fourth drink tonight, "So, Prince, who do you plan on meeting next tonight?" The question was clearly a setup for some unknown-proposition.
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Jan 17, 2014 10:13:24 GMT -8
Quinn's eyes went noticeably rounder. "Ninjas...? Who on EARTH was that with?" He asked, utterly dumbfounded. Maybe he could save those lunatics for last? Eli- "Ah those yuksters, yonder. I got a kick out of it, myself."
Quinn- "...Oh ha ha. You think you're so funny don't you?" The musician quipped without any ire at Leo."And for your information, I don't know. Mrs. Inka and Miss Florence were actually lovely...and Santi was quite charming, though Marchese remains a little...dotty? I'm not sure who to try next."
Eli- "Those yuksters might not tickle your fancy but at least you won't be bored." Quinn considered the questions from them both."Learned anything? Well...to be honest, the only bizarre thing is... well, have you noticed that the younger people are rather quiet? The older guests seem almost over-exuberant. Childlike, a bit?"
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Post by Trinity on Jan 17, 2014 10:24:22 GMT -8
She chuckled and ruffled Quinns hair a bit. Seemed like he was growing on her.. Slowly."Oh, come on! That's my nickname for you, I thought you would have figured that out by now.. And quite the contrary. I don't think I'm funny, just.. Awesome. But yeah, I agree. That Angela woman acts like a kid in a candy store." "Well, I ask because I want to head to that table later tonight," She jabs a finger at the table with the mean-looking redhead, the old guy, and the cutie in the green suit, "..Buuut I don't want to go alone. So I figured because you love me and stuff, you'd come along."
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Jan 17, 2014 12:27:53 GMT -8
Quinn followed the line of her finger to the Dragomir table and winced very slightly. More of a twitch. Just at the corner of his eye."You had to pick an intimidating one, didn't you?" He eyed the red-headed woman. He was pretty sure he could cut himself on her cheekbones."...You are so very lucky that I like you." Eli- "Oh yeah. They were... somethin' else." (ORIGINALLY...) "I dunno...Let's see, I've met Vitus and Jack.... Demetri and Francesca... Tristan, Dragomir, and Sarah....Helen....and Inka and Florence....oh, and Wilhelm and Chloe, if that counts."
"So I guess I haven't really noticed. The only ones with older people that I met were Dragomir and Inka...Inka and Florence both seemed relaxed, I guess? They were sweet. Dragomir seemed like he was commanding the table."
"I haven't really noticed, I guess. Some of the tables, though...it seems like at least one person is miserable. It's weird. Like, why would you go to a party if you're unhappy?"
"Oh, and the ninja thing was with Demetri and Francesca. They're pretty cool. ...Actually, don't take my word for it. I'm biased."
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Post by Trinity on Jan 17, 2014 12:39:59 GMT -8
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