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

[slays]

Hey. Now who are we to judge a log because of how many people have fallen off it? Just because we don't know where it's been or how many little forest creatures have crawled into its hollowed depths doesn't mean it's not still a perfectly good log.

[shootfirst]

This analogy just went somewhere so very scarring.

[slays]

I wish I could un-say a lot of that.

[shootfirst]

Maybe I have a spell for that.

[slays]

We may be looking into that later. You know, if we want me to be able to look directly at Dumage without turning green.

[shootfirst]

I don't know, green might be a good color on you.

[slays]

Is vomit a good color for your shoes? 'Cause that's the only place this scenario ends.

[shootfirst]

Probably not. And unlike her, I don't have fifty pairs to replace them.

[slays]

No. But, wouldn't it be great if we -- [ pause ] You ... probably don't share that dream, so you know what, I'm just gonna leave it there.

[shootfirst]

Absolutely 0% of my dreams involve heels, I promise.

[slays]

Like it'd kill you if you injected an ounce of girl into your life.

[shootfirst]

It could. My system has a very low natural tolerance for girl.

[slays]

I don't know. Lamenting your lack of feminine wiles was getting preeeeetty close to boy-talk for a minute there. I see potential for girliness.

[shootfirst]

That was no lamenting.

[slays]

There was lament detected.

[shootfirst]

You need to get your lament ... detector looked at.

[slays]

Come on. You're telling me there's no guy that you'd like to ... [ She gives a little shrug of her shoulders, rolling them. ] Get wily with. I mean, I'm not saying Dumage levels of slutbomb or anything, but you know.

[shootfirst]

No guy. [ s-so vehement ] Nada.

[slays]

... Girl? [ LOOK SHE HAD TO ASK. YOU AND GAR ARE KIND OF IN LESBIANS. ]

[shootfirst]

No!

[slays]

Okay! Okay, yeesh, I was just asking. Not judging. Don't have an aneurism.

[shootfirst]

I'm just not interested in... any of that crap.

[slays]

At all? Like ... at all at all?

[shootfirst]

At all.

[slays]

Is it just ... you know. 'Cause you're so busy with the knights, or ... ?