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WHO || Burt, Martha, Des, Finnick, Mark, Spike, Arthur [closed]
WHAT || While Finnick continues his celebrity charade, the other Knights have the chance to sneak around and try to find out more information about the mysterious Chad Becksworth's activities...
WHERE || NOVA Records HQ, New Orleans, LA
WHEN || Tuesday, July 3rd, 2012; any time of day
HOW || Actionspam

[ It took a few weeks to process Finnick's fake background paperwork and get his contract with NOVA in order. In the meantime, Burt's been keeping in close touch with Finnick and Des, arranging for different talent coaches to work with their new star on singing, dancing, and all that other crap. He's sent plenty of songs home with Finnick to start learning, and now that everything's processed, he's arranged for him to come to the studio, where he'll be reporting daily to work.

Of course, this gives the Knights the ideal in, as what celebrity doesn't need an entourage? Mark even bought everyone outrageous entourage clothing to wear. 8) You like it. ]

Comments

[bigbad]

Clawed girl's name was Asha. Claimed to work for Becksworth. She chopped off her crony's finger.

[nosdacariad]

... That doesn't sound like good co-workerly behavior.

[bigbad]

Really doesn't, does it? Suppose I shouldn't complain. He was keeping the girl from trying to kill me at the time.

[nosdacariad]

She attacked you? Did you see something?

[bigbad]

I attacked her. [ALSO THIS IS HIM FILLING IN THE WHOLE STORY. I'm the best at RP.] We should tell the others.

Oh, and she wasn't human. [Which is sort of obvious from the claw hands but they could have been fake.]

[nosdacariad]

[ mark drags him back towards the elevator. ]

So they're Shadowkind haters... working with Shadowkind... and clearly protecting some kind of secret about this place.

[bigbad]

And watching us, it sounds like.

[nosdacariad]

But how many of us? Just the ones who were at the Club that day?

[bigbad]

[He shrugs.] Why don't you go in there and ask?

[nosdacariad]

Because once upon a time, this was supposed to be a stealth mission.

[bigbad]

Was it? Well, I may have convinced them I was just a major Jade fan. [Spike can be really good at bluffing when he's... not trying.]

[nosdacariad]

Hopefully they'll be content with believing that, then. But I still want to know what they were doing in there.

[bigbad]

Me too. Wish Dumage were here. Bet she could shag the answer out of him or whatever it is she does.

[nosdacariad]

[ he shifts abruptly, looking uncomfortable with the subject. ] She does not... do that.

[bigbad]

[Spike shrugs. He was exaggerating a little, but he doesn't really care what she does.] Whatever she does, it works better than whatever I did.

[nosdacariad]

We're just going to have to keep surveilling the building. Chad has to show up some day.

[bigbad]

If he's even alive.

[nosdacariad]

What do you mean?

[bigbad]

Has anyone actually seen him?

[nosdacariad]

Well... [ he holds up a hand and then frowns ] okay... maybe... no. But maybe that just means he's invisible!

[bigbad]

[Spike just gives Mark the judgiest of looks. Remember that dumb scarf Spike murdered? He judged Mark less for wearing that scarf than he's judging him now.]

Right. We can research that idea when we've run out of sane ones.

[nosdacariad]

Well, I don't see you offering any gems.

[bigbad]

I thought of him being dead, didn't I? That's far more likely than him being invisible.

[nosdacariad]

If he's dead, then who's picking up his mail?

[bigbad]

I don't know. Someone who wants us to think he's not dead? It's just an idea.