new orleans ♔ made a deal with a red right hand

[rationalizes]

♬ The Devil is a Girl - Andi Almqvist and the Employees

WHO || Gar, Kat, Mark, Dumage, Martha, Myri, Buffy, Spike, Des, Arthur, Finnick [Closed]
WHAT || Team Failboat flies to Lousiana to check out a lead, and two new Knights fly out to meet them there
WHERE || Chicago > New Orleans & London > New Orleans; on the plane; at the hotel
WHEN || Wed, April 25th
HOW || Actionspam

It's taken a few weeks to get some incredibly convincing fake IDs, etc. made up for Des, since he's kind of sort of banned from New Orleans, on top of how long it's taken to research what the building was that showed up on the magical 'map' revealed when Jade's touch activated the mysterious stone taken from the Hoffman Institute.

It appears to be the headquarters of a record label known as NOVA Records: a revelation that provoked a response from Kat and Myri, who promptly relayed to the rest of the team what they had discovered about the connection between NOVA and the Brotherhood of the Enlightenment: chiefly that the co-owner of the organization, Chad Becksworth, was donating large sums of the money privately to the Church for reasons unknown. Considering that Jade had claimed Raoul Jacobson, the man who accosted her at her club, was masquerading as a talent agent for 'some record company', it seems to all tie together somehow. Gar seems convinced that the team is hot on the trail of the talisman, which is motivation enough for Des to come along - since he doesn't want to see anyone find the thing, bt isn't about to let them run off and screw everything up.

Wynn agrees, apparently, that the lead sounds promising; promising enough that he sends Finnick to replace Sven, and to agree to send Arthur on the mission as well. WOO, progress!

As usual, being team Failboat, you guys all have to take public transportation and mail your weapons and supplies ahead to pick them up when you arrive in New Orleans. The plan is to break into teams to investigate the Louisiana State Museum and NOVA Records HQ, so once you've met the newbs, it'll be time to figure out who's going where!

[[Various threads will go up below: as always, pick and choose what interactions you want your character to be involved in. Also, you're free to (and encouraged to) make your own threads for general socializing / city exploration / whatever the fuck you wanna do]]

Comments

[witchwoman]

[Myri will hang out with you, Spike. She slips easily into the seat beside him.]

What's that? [She says, trying to get a look at his phone.]

[bigbad]

This? It's Angry Birds. [He tilts the phone towards her and sends another bird flying at the hut with the pigs in it.] Bit silly, but a good way to kill time.

[witchwoman]

[Myri lets out a little snort of a laugh as the bird collides. She's picking up on technology as entertainment (largely thanks to Spike).]

Well, it's no wonder they're angry with the way you keep flinging them about. [Thankfully, it's obvious that she's joking.]

[bigbad]

[That gets a grin out of him.] You've got a point, maybe. I think it's the pigs they're pissed at, though. [He tilts his head, giving the game a more curious look-over.] ...not sure why.

[witchwoman]

[She smiles in return before glancing again at the screen, this time taking note of the pigs.]

I can't say that I've ever noticed pigs and birds paying each other much mind, truthfully.

[She pauses] Unless the pigs are using wood made from the birds' tree. I suppose that would give them cause to be so angry.

[She has a lot of good nature around Spike, it seems. Creating a back story for Angry Birds should not be this amusing.]

[bigbad]

[Lies it should be the MOST amusing. Spike clearly thinks so, at least.] Maybe that's it. I know I'd be mad if someone chopped down my home. Though really, not mad enough to hurtle head first into it.

[witchwoman]

It stays with you.

[She says with a sage nod, indicating more wisdom than her 19 years should allow, but trying to keep the mood light.]

Besides, while lovely singers, I've never a bird that was all that smart.

[bigbad]

[He smiles.] No wonder we call them birdbrains. [But his expression softens a bit. He noticed that wisdom.] Got personal experience?

[witchwoman]

Oh, not exactly. No birds were hurled at my home, nor was it chopped down by a woodsman.

But there was a fire.

[bigbad]

[He looks up at her, sympathy in his expression. He hasn't experienced the same thing... well, he doesn't remember it if he had, but thanks to his shiny soul, he's chock full of empathy.]

I'm sorry, love. That's got to have been hard.

[witchwoman]

It was a very long time ago. Another lifetime, really.

[Lucky her that she gets to remember that part, hm? And can't remember nicer things- like a husband and children.]

[bigbad]

[Poor Myri. Spike looks up at her sympathetically, then holds out the phone.]

Want to try the game?

[witchwoman]

[At his words, she looks up and a twitch of a smile crosses her face.]

Really? Yes, I'd like that. [She takes the phone from him with careful hands, mimicking the swipes she saw him make previously.]

[bigbad]

[He leans over her shoulder to watch her.]

If you tap the screen, the blue one'll split into three.

[witchwoman]

[She nods and takes his advice, tapping the screen and lighting up with another grin as the one blue bird becomes three.]

This is more fun that I imagined.

[Unfortunately, it's her first time, so she's not that great. And she loses the round. Awww.]

[bigbad]

[He pats her shoulder sympathetically.] You'll get the hang of it. Try again. Here, maybe on an easier level.

[witchwoman]

[Myri feigns distress.]

Do you think so? [But once he's got a new level up and running, she's back to smiling and focusing intently on the screen. She flings a bird towards the structure and watches as the blocks begin to shift and fall.

One more bird and the whole thing topples. Myri gasps in pleasant surprise.]

I've done it!

[bigbad]

[He holds out a hand for a high five.] Nice work, love.

[witchwoman]

[She's been around enough to pick up on this custom. She reaches out and lightly pats her palm against his, still smiling big.]

Thank you. This is fun.

[Congrats, Spike. You've found a way to occupy the girl for the rest of the flight.]

[bigbad]

[He's glad! Even if... he was enjoying that.] I can help you get it for your phone once we've landed.

[witchwoman]

That would be wonderful.

[bigbad]

[He grins at her, pulling out a book to keep himself occupied.] Welcome to the miracles of modern life. An angry bird for every phone.