Act 1, Scene 2: Divers Alarums [Another Kind of Poetry]
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Chaka
Cuddle-fiend
Cahaill Ward
Cahaill strides in to the hotel lobby. He is immaculately dressed in top-coat and tails; a mortician's suit from the 19th century (and a genuine antique), he cuts a dashing, if mournful, figure. Idly adjusting the cufflinks (the water-damaged locket Memento hanging from one of them like a charm) and muttering internally about how uncomfortable suits are, he looks around for someone he can recognise.
Cahaill strides in to the hotel lobby. He is immaculately dressed in top-coat and tails; a mortician's suit from the 19th century (and a genuine antique), he cuts a dashing, if mournful, figure. Idly adjusting the cufflinks (the water-damaged locket Memento hanging from one of them like a charm) and muttering internally about how uncomfortable suits are, he looks around for someone he can recognise.
Hyrune
One Thousand Club
To Liam
"A-heh-heh." She has a rather unusual laugh, singularly unsuited to her appearance. "No, sir, the party is downstairs." She'll point back towards the door, where there is a staircase leading down below street level on the left (your right), sectioned off by a red velvet rope.
To Cahaill
Nope, no one around that you know anyway. You don't normally attend the parties of the Adhocracy by such a very public entrance; whilst the parties themselves are a rave affair normally, getting to them is often shady, and kept quiet. With good reason.
Surely they haven't hired out a function room or something, have they?
"A-heh-heh." She has a rather unusual laugh, singularly unsuited to her appearance. "No, sir, the party is downstairs." She'll point back towards the door, where there is a staircase leading down below street level on the left (your right), sectioned off by a red velvet rope.
To Cahaill
Nope, no one around that you know anyway. You don't normally attend the parties of the Adhocracy by such a very public entrance; whilst the parties themselves are a rave affair normally, getting to them is often shady, and kept quiet. With good reason.
Surely they haven't hired out a function room or something, have they?
Hyrune
One Thousand Club
To Liam
No suspicious activity, though that woman's laugh would make you expect something to jump out of the potted plants and strangle you, perhaps.
Downstairs is a softly-lit affair of white couches, blue carpeting and 'modern art' hanging on the wall, all paintings abstract shapes and so on. There's a bar in the corner (shut tight) and not another soul around. Huh.
No suspicious activity, though that woman's laugh would make you expect something to jump out of the potted plants and strangle you, perhaps.
Downstairs is a softly-lit affair of white couches, blue carpeting and 'modern art' hanging on the wall, all paintings abstract shapes and so on. There's a bar in the corner (shut tight) and not another soul around. Huh.
Liam Moore
"Well..."
Well...?
Guess I'll just have a look around then.
Liam gives agood inspection of the room, not looking for anything in particular. Just to confirm his suspicion that he might have been had. He'll just keep his wits about him and look at the art if he can't find anything...
"Well..."
Well...?
Guess I'll just have a look around then.
Liam gives agood inspection of the room, not looking for anything in particular. Just to confirm his suspicion that he might have been had. He'll just keep his wits about him and look at the art if he can't find anything...
Chaka
Cuddle-fiend
Cahaill Ward
Cahaill wanders through the lobby. He's been in this hotel before once or twice, and knows generally where the function rooms are. The noise should guide him.
Cahaill wanders through the lobby. He's been in this hotel before once or twice, and knows generally where the function rooms are. The noise should guide him.
Hyrune
One Thousand Club
To Liam
There are a couple of small...well, you could hardly call them function rooms, they're meeting rooms at best... off the side of the 'sub-lobby' in which you're standing. But there's no one in there.
This is not to say you're alone. A gaggle (maybe five or six) of giggling women stumble down the stairs noisily, staring at you before bursting with laughter and vanishing into the women's bathroom directly to the left of the stairs.
Funnily enough, this flow continues unabated for several minutes. A young couple, locked in a feverish embrace and completely oblivious to your presence sort of...wanders into the Ladies after a few moments of 'intense lip-locking action'. Next, a janitor approaches you pushing a gigantic cart, grumbling to himself whilst saluting you solemnly and pushing the cart through the door. Finally, four business suits walk through the door, glancing your way for a moment.
There are a couple of small...well, you could hardly call them function rooms, they're meeting rooms at best... off the side of the 'sub-lobby' in which you're standing. But there's no one in there.
This is not to say you're alone. A gaggle (maybe five or six) of giggling women stumble down the stairs noisily, staring at you before bursting with laughter and vanishing into the women's bathroom directly to the left of the stairs.
Funnily enough, this flow continues unabated for several minutes. A young couple, locked in a feverish embrace and completely oblivious to your presence sort of...wanders into the Ladies after a few moments of 'intense lip-locking action'. Next, a janitor approaches you pushing a gigantic cart, grumbling to himself whilst saluting you solemnly and pushing the cart through the door. Finally, four business suits walk through the door, glancing your way for a moment.
Hyrune
One Thousand Club
To Cahaill
Your thought is a good one, but patently flawed. The lobby is small and quiet - the Pery Hotel is not large enough to merit anything even approaching a crowd indoors (it's barely three floors high). If there was a rave going on in here, you'd know about it.
There are ways to muffle sound, of course, though the sure-fire (and possibly least expensive) way to dampen sound is to let nature provide and go further...down...
Your thought is a good one, but patently flawed. The lobby is small and quiet - the Pery Hotel is not large enough to merit anything even approaching a crowd indoors (it's barely three floors high). If there was a rave going on in here, you'd know about it.
There are ways to muffle sound, of course, though the sure-fire (and possibly least expensive) way to dampen sound is to let nature provide and go further...down...
Huh. Is it just me, or are we missing somethin' here?
I don't like it.
"I don't know. I mean, I should probably be worried somethin's up, but I feel fine.
"What should we do about it?
Have a seat, I guess.
And with that, Liam takes off his overcoat, put it down on one of the white sofas and has a seat.
I don't like it.
"I don't know. I mean, I should probably be worried somethin's up, but I feel fine.
"What should we do about it?
Have a seat, I guess.
And with that, Liam takes off his overcoat, put it down on one of the white sofas and has a seat.
Hyrune
One Thousand Club
To Liam
After about five minutes you realise none of these people have reappeared...
...and from the outside at least, it doesn't look like a large restroom...
After about five minutes you realise none of these people have reappeared...
...and from the outside at least, it doesn't look like a large restroom...
Chaka
Cuddle-fiend
Cahaill Ward
You know, for a subculture built around secret signs and symbols and the whole Twilight Network thing, the Adhocracy could fucking signpost better...
His muttering retaining its low volume but growing in intensity, he sets off looking for a downstairs. If all else fails, he'd go looking for a ghost and ask them.
You know, for a subculture built around secret signs and symbols and the whole Twilight Network thing, the Adhocracy could fucking signpost better...
His muttering retaining its low volume but growing in intensity, he sets off looking for a downstairs. If all else fails, he'd go looking for a ghost and ask them.
Liam Moore
They haven't come out yet...
"Huh?" A bit bored and feeling lazy, he doesn't bother to just think his responses.
The people. None of them have come out of the bathroom.
"But it's a ladies room..."
William. That's the excuse you'll be using? Let's go.
"Alright, but if it's a trap, this is officially your fault." Liam takes another moment with the comfy sofa and gets up. He stretches, takes another moment to look at a particularly odd painting, and heads for the bathroom that no one has been leaving.
They haven't come out yet...
"Huh?" A bit bored and feeling lazy, he doesn't bother to just think his responses.
The people. None of them have come out of the bathroom.
"But it's a ladies room..."
William. That's the excuse you'll be using? Let's go.
"Alright, but if it's a trap, this is officially your fault." Liam takes another moment with the comfy sofa and gets up. He stretches, takes another moment to look at a particularly odd painting, and heads for the bathroom that no one has been leaving.
Hyrune
One Thousand Club
To Liam and Cahaill
Because of the close proximity of the bathroom to the stairwell, you manage to bump into each other - literally, but not forcefully, at least.
Because of the close proximity of the bathroom to the stairwell, you manage to bump into each other - literally, but not forcefully, at least.
Liam Moore
Still grumbling from being scolded by his own Geist, Liam trudges to the bathroom. In trying to find a good excuse for walking in to the girl's bathroom he doesn't watch the stairs. When he crashes into the man, his senses come alive, he goes through the motions he taught himself.
First: Get away from the attacker.
He lets the momentum carry him backwards. He drops back into a tuck-and-roll.
Second: Get armed.
Feeling his plasm-filled blood pumping faster, he feels for the connection and draws the sword from Twilight. When he pops up from his roll, he is weilding a large two-handed sword, dripping in blood.
Third: Assess the situation.
He takes a good long look at his assumed-to-be attacker, and hopes he hasn't scared the hell out of some hotel guest.
Still grumbling from being scolded by his own Geist, Liam trudges to the bathroom. In trying to find a good excuse for walking in to the girl's bathroom he doesn't watch the stairs. When he crashes into the man, his senses come alive, he goes through the motions he taught himself.
First: Get away from the attacker.
He lets the momentum carry him backwards. He drops back into a tuck-and-roll.
Second: Get armed.
Feeling his plasm-filled blood pumping faster, he feels for the connection and draws the sword from Twilight. When he pops up from his roll, he is weilding a large two-handed sword, dripping in blood.
Third: Assess the situation.
He takes a good long look at his assumed-to-be attacker, and hopes he hasn't scared the hell out of some hotel guest.
Chaka
Cuddle-fiend
Cahaill Ward
Cahaill cocks an eyebrow. "Here for the party, yeah?"
Cahaill cocks an eyebrow. "Here for the party, yeah?"
Liam Moore
Liam looks over the man before him. He's clearly not an attacker. Or a vampire. Or whatever he thought the guy was that scared him so bad. In light of this, Liam figures he looks silly holding a huge sword to defend him from another guest. He sends it back to the Twilight and grabs his coat from the sofa. putting it back on he says, "Yea...I guess so. sorry 'bout the sword. It's been a fuckin' weird week. I thought you were a vampire or some shit...Nevermind. I'm Liam, by the way. So it's a Sin-eater party or somethin'?"
Liam looks over the man before him. He's clearly not an attacker. Or a vampire. Or whatever he thought the guy was that scared him so bad. In light of this, Liam figures he looks silly holding a huge sword to defend him from another guest. He sends it back to the Twilight and grabs his coat from the sofa. putting it back on he says, "Yea...I guess so. sorry 'bout the sword. It's been a fuckin' weird week. I thought you were a vampire or some shit...Nevermind. I'm Liam, by the way. So it's a Sin-eater party or somethin'?"
Chaka
Cuddle-fiend
Cahaill Ward
Cahaill laughs. "Vampires? Nah, I'm far nastier than a vampire... it's Liam, right? I've seen you around at these things before. Name's Cahaill."
Cahaill laughs. "Vampires? Nah, I'm far nastier than a vampire... it's Liam, right? I've seen you around at these things before. Name's Cahaill."
Liam Moore
"Cahaill, is it? Huh, guess you do look a bit familiar. So where's this thing at? I'm still gettin' used to all the cloak and dagger stuff."
Liam puts out his hand and makes his way back over to Cahaill.
Do we know him?
Yes. I was about to tell you, but then you drew your sword at him.
Huh. Well, maybe we can get him to help us track down that bitch from the other night?
You'll have to ask him I suppose.
Right.
"Cahaill, is it? Huh, guess you do look a bit familiar. So where's this thing at? I'm still gettin' used to all the cloak and dagger stuff."
Liam puts out his hand and makes his way back over to Cahaill.
Do we know him?
Yes. I was about to tell you, but then you drew your sword at him.
Huh. Well, maybe we can get him to help us track down that bitch from the other night?
You'll have to ask him I suppose.
Right.
Chaka
Cuddle-fiend
Cahaill Ward
Cahaill shrugs. "No id... wait. Were you heading in to the girls' jacks?"
Cahaill shrugs. "No id... wait. Were you heading in to the girls' jacks?"
"...Well, it sounds stupid, but some people went in there and haven't come out. Like at least ten people. Lads and girls. So I thought somethin' might be up...and... It was her idea. You know, my giest." He gives a sheepish look, clearly not used to talking to people about all this.
Chaka
Cuddle-fiend
Cahaill Ward
Cahaill considers for a moment, then nods. "Well, I think you've answered yer own question there then, haven't ya? On we go."
Without another word, Cahaill proceeds to enter the ladies' toilets.
Cahaill considers for a moment, then nods. "Well, I think you've answered yer own question there then, haven't ya? On we go."
Without another word, Cahaill proceeds to enter the ladies' toilets.
Grey
Dialectical Hermeticist
Theo Harvey
It was only a short nap! It wasn't meant to turn into four hours sleep!
Still, better late than never, Harvey thinks, as he wanders uncertainly into the hotel dressed in a blue two-piece and open-collared white shirt. What now? He looks around for signs of a Bound party...
It was only a short nap! It wasn't meant to turn into four hours sleep!
Still, better late than never, Harvey thinks, as he wanders uncertainly into the hotel dressed in a blue two-piece and open-collared white shirt. What now? He looks around for signs of a Bound party...
Hyrune
One Thousand Club
To Cahaill and Liam
You enter the bathroom quietly, and a woman immediately screams.
"AAAHHHHH - oh, hang on, sorry, thought you were some randomers. Go right ahead." She gestures to the stall at the end before returning to watch the door with an unashamed and distinctly nonchalant expression.
To Theo and Jack
The lobby is quiet, and distinctly party free.
You enter the bathroom quietly, and a woman immediately screams.
"AAAHHHHH - oh, hang on, sorry, thought you were some randomers. Go right ahead." She gestures to the stall at the end before returning to watch the door with an unashamed and distinctly nonchalant expression.
To Theo and Jack
The lobby is quiet, and distinctly party free.