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Pixie on the town (Moore)

Started by Anastasia, May 26, 2016, 03:54:18 PM

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Anastasia

On her potential tasks? Elaborate a bit on what you're GIing here.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

They're going to look around for any couple who maybe are trying to get together but are having complications (either Romeo and Juliet style or something else) or maybe just see if they can find someone who's really trying to get with someone else but isn't having success doing so. On the other hand, they'll also look for anyone who's been spurned or otherwise been wronged in regards to love. Perhaps someone who cheated?

Anastasia

Okay.

Thing is, the first doesn't really happen here. The natives tend to keep themselves busy, and if one combination doesn't work, other ones quickly become apparent. But on the other hand, you hear of the Lonely Hearts, a tavern where those who have lost love across the planes gather - to forget, to heal and find new pleasures. It's apparently a hotbed for that sort of thing.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore will head towards the Lonely Hearts then and stick around there with Moonlight, listening in until something comes up.

"Maybe we can solve a few and really endear ourselves?" Moore says quietly. "This isn't what I came here to do, but... well, fate works mysteriously sometimes, or so oracles want people to believe." He adds the last part with a grin.

Anastasia

"Heh," Moonlight says, "Run with coincidence and claim you saw it coming?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore nods. "I don't know how Erathaol really does it, but I think I take a bit of a more direct approach with things... it's been working out pretty well thus far."

Anastasia

"Seers do what seers do. I just bash in the face of wizards," Moonlight shrugs lightly, "Do what you're good at, right?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore nods. "There's always room for some deviation, though." He smiles at Moonlight as he looks around for the correct establishment. "Do what you're good at, but leave room for trying new things, I think."

Anastasia

Finding it takes some time, but soon you're there. It's a shadowy, quiet bar down a side street. Few cats are here and you can hear gentle, soothing piano music from within.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore listens to the music for a moment, silently judging the quality of it as he moves his finger to the melody he can hear.

"Shall we just find a corner and listen in?" Moore asks. "I have a feeling something will come about in time."

Anastasia

It's pretty good. Above average to great on a listen.

Perform check of around 30. Really good by mortal standards, average by planar ones. Splitting the difference.

"Yeah," Moonlight says.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore nods and will head inside to get a look at the place!

Anastasia

Inside it's quiet. The center is a long bar, an island where all the booze flows from. The walls are lined with quiet, secluded booths, curtains available to provide privacy. It's dimly lit inside, casting everything in soft shadows. People sit about here - mostly mortals, but odder things yet. A mercane at the bar, a slaad in one booth, a crystalline creature with no head in another.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"Want anything to drink?" Moore asks. If she doesn't, he'll  give a raised hand in greeting to the barkeep before he flies towards a corner table.

Anastasia

"No thanks," Moonlight shakes her head as the barkeep nods to you. A young woman, pretty and blonde. Once you settle in...

Just going to listen and wait?
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?