new orleans ♔ it's like the face inside is right beneath my skin

[nosdacariad]

♬ World Without Logos - Yasushi Ishii

WHO || Mark, Kat, Dumage, Finnick, Myri, Elena, Jack, Thomas, Burt, and more~ [Closed]
WHAT || The team bands together to help Kat hack into Nova's records...
WHERE || NOVA Records HQ, New Orleans
WHEN || Friday, Oct 19 [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam

[ It seems like a simple enough mission.

In order to access the building servers, Kat needs a distraction inside the lobby, courtesy of Finnick, Myri, and Elena. While they keep people pre-occupied, she'll slip into the back offices on the main floor, with Mark and Dumage playing look-out, and try to download Chad's appointment book, in hopes of gathering the names of all those involved in some important upcoming meeting.

Meanwhile, the Dragon's Claws are working together to trail Dimitris Sarandis, Prime Minister of Andres Isle, and enemy of the Knights -- who is somehow mixed up in all this. They disappeared early this morning, and now Dumage, Mark, and Kat wait outside for the other three to enter several minutes ahead of them.

Kat nods a good luck to the entourage of three as they head inside, and Mark puts some dark shades on. ]

I, uh, don't know how much time we'll need, but whatever you can do to keep people focused on the lobby for as long as possible, guys.

Comments

[witchwoman]

[Myri nods, looking to Elena. They had discussed some options of how to draw a crowd and keep them interested. ...Myri's main concern had been that she really didn't want to take off her clothes again. Thankfully, they had come up with a plan that would hopefully avoid that.]

We'll do what we can. If all else fails, we'll make Finnick put on a little concert on the spot. [She gives him a small, private smile. She gestures for Elena to take Finnick's arm.]

I'll wait for a moment after you two get in, then we'll start the show. [See some of those people inside knew what had happened... how Elena had crashed the shoot. So now she was Finnick's newest prize. And the last girl he invited along (Myri) was not going to be too pleased to find them. It was worthy of soap opera, really (maybe Passions?) but it's what the people liked to see. Drama. And chick fights.]

[notaroundme]

[Elena nods, glancing between them. This plan should work, so long as they didn't have to hold anyone's attention indefinitely. Eventually, if they caused too much of a ruckus, security would get involved.]

We'll start small, so that we can hopefully keep attention but not get into too much trouble too quickly.

[She looks up at Finnick and takes his arm in hers before she glances over at the door.]

Anything else, or shall we go?

[65]

I think that's it. Don't worry, everything's going to go great. [he smiles reassuringly at both myri and elena before taking elena out into the lobby.

as they walk, he leans in close to ~seductively~ whisper into her ear. or so it seems.]

I'm telling you a secret. Something personal and romantic. Smile. Try to laugh a little. You're enthralled by me.

[notaroundme]

[Fortunately, flirting isn't something Elena lacks experience with, and as he speaks she smiles easily, tilting her head just so and giggling at his words. Once he's done she looks up at him easily, placing a hand against his chest.]

You really shouldn't say things like that, you know. I could get my heart broken.

[She says it just loud enough that anyone nearby who was actively listening could hear.]

[postergirl]

[ their entrance is cover enough, and while people are clearly eavesdropping on them, no one comes up to hassle finnick for autographs here, since everyone and their mom is trying to play themselves off as super cool cats. dumage, kat, and mark slide along the edge of the room without gaining a second glance. ]

[witchwoman]

[Myri holds back, counting under her breath to make sure she doesn't jump the gun too soon. Once Kat and Mark are past the thick of it, she starts towards the building.

As her steps near the door, she goes from walking to straight up stomping. She pulls the door open and holds it out.]

Slut! [Oh did we mention that she probably picked up some keywords just to make this realistic? She's brainless arm candy, after all.]

[65]

[finnick looks over at her like daaaaamn girl (he is impressed ftr) and puts himself in front of elena protectively.]

Is there a problem?

[notaroundme]

[Elena has to tone down her surprised reaction into something that looks more amused because, frankly, she's met the real Myri, and that isn't something she'd say. (Well done, girl)

Elena peers around Finnick, her fingers wrapping around his arm as she smirks.]

You had your chance, hun. Why don't you turn around and go home before you embarrass yourself. [She glances around.] Oh wait, it looks like you already did. Oops.

[behindcloseddoors]

[ welp, that certainly draws some stares, and a hair dresser walking by loses his eyebrows to his hairline as he sloows down passing them. ]

[witchwoman]

Had my chance? He wouldn't even know you existed if it weren't for me, you little tramp!

[And on that last word, she lunges, reaching around Finnick to grab Elena by the arm.]

[notaroundme]

[Elena tries to move to hide behind Finnick, and instead slips, her heels losing traction on the apparently slick floor. She pitches forward, toward Myri instead of away, possibly crashing into both of them on her way towards the floor (dodge: crit fail).

...Well, they wanted a distraction, right? <.<]

[witchwoman]

[As the girls topple down, Myri has to remind herself that she's meant to be angry, not concerned for her new friend's well being. She grabs onto Elena and moves to roll her over.]

You bitch! This dress is worth more than your whole wardrobe!

[shootfirst]

[ as security guards start racing towards them, they hear kat in their hidden earpieces say: ]

Almost there, guys. Buy me at least two more minutes.

[65]

[Since they still need time and therefore intervening would be bad, finnick is just stepping out of the way and watching the world burn.]

Ladies, ladies! There's enough to go around!

[notaroundme]

[She lets Myri roll her over, though she puts up a good show of struggling in the process.]

Are you deluded? It looks like you got it a Walmart!

[witchwoman]

[Myri has no clue what Walmart is so she just lets out a shrill shriek and continues the overly dramatic struggle with Elena.]

You don't even like his music.

[shootfirst]

[ a guard grabs each girl, attempting to pry them apart, and one yells: "Break it up, ladies! Break it up. You're outta here." meanwhile, kat say: ]

Going fast now. 5... 4... 3... 2...

And we're clear.

[notaroundme]

[And so when the guards start to pry them apart, she resists, but not enough that she can actually break away. They need to keep up the charade, at least until they get out of earshot.]

How would you know? I was lying, obviously!

[shootfirst]

We're taking the back door out of here while security's busy with you guys. I can manage the camera. [ a third officer makes his way over, turning to finnick. "are you alright, sir?" ]

I've got a full list of names for this meeting of Chad's. [ kat murmurs them out loud as there's the sound of doors clicking behind her. ] Decker Greenwall, Kitty Bonquas, Raoul Jacobson -- well, that rings a bell or three, Dimitris Sarandis, and three of them are listed as representatives of artists...

[witchwoman]

You hear that, everyone? Lying little whore.

[Myri may officially be out of insults she learned just for this mission. Once she's pretty sure Kat is clear, she tries to yank her arm away from the guard (Strength check 11).]

Let me go.

1/SEVERAL EXCITING TAGS

[shootfirst]

[ the guard has a death grip on her, i guess (str 17). gotta make sure no crazy bitches gonna maul each other. "ma'am, calm down, please," he re-asserts, as kat keeps buzzing in their ear. ]

I've got artists' names too: Rynn, we heard that one, Devereaux, and Keijen Blade, though he's listed as part of a band called Heatless Passion. At least we've got something to work with I'd say.

2/or just 2

[narcosynthesis]

[ ♬ Papercut - Linkin Park

it's at this exact moment that the front doors of nova are dramatically thrown open and a large group of people starts filing through. there's something about them all that seems to draw attention from all corners of the room (ooo check out those charisma scores ooo) and so this is all happening in slow motion, obviously.

the first one through is the girl myri talked to in the elevator, wearing a black leather jacket with a dramatically popped jagged collar, and heels laced up her entire calf. she looks just as disaffected as ever. beside her comes another, shorter girl with equally dusky skin, although she sports a wide, carefree smile as she chomps on a piece of gum. she wears a flirty silver dress and jewelry dangles from her ears, wrists, and neck.

following the ladies is a whole entourage of goths for which i feel the need to use this ridiculous picture. the most prominent figure, however, is the guy in a mesh shirt and tight leather pants sauntering in up front. with dark ash-blonde hair, a sharp chin and well-engraved smirking lips, he radiates a sense of fluid egotism and confidence. his skin is a strange granite-like color, almost light gray, and hypnotically pale. he is clearly a vampire rock star.

behind them are three less-compelling looking figures, all in business attire: one a large, broad-shouldered black man, one a hispanic-looking woman showing a lot more cleavage than would be professional in other line of business, and one scrawny looking white guy who's definitely Raoul Jacobson, whom Myri and Finnick have seen pictures of - the leader of the Brotherhood of the Enlightenment who attempted to hire Jade.

the first three and the group that must be the guy's band all stand around just inside the entrance, as the business group approaches the desk, informing the secretary that they're here for their meeting with mr. chad becksworth. ]

[notaroundme]

[Elena's gotten to her feet again at this point, with a little help from the guard. The sound of the doors being thrown open occurs just before she goes quiet and tries to wrench herself free as well to try and turn toward the sound of a mass of people entering the lobby (lmao nat 20 wtf).

Sorry guard, because she might have just nearly broken your wrist in her attempt to free herself. She hears something...pop? Maybe snap?...and her eyes go a little wide before she speaks a hushed "ohmygoshi'msorry" to him, continuing to steal glances at the newcomers.

She's not sure she likes the look of this huge group, given the very little she's heard about NOVA in general, so she glances at each person as they walk by, doing her best to memorize their faces before she glances at Myri and Finnick with what she hopes isn't to obviously expectant.

They're more likely to know who these people are than she is.]

[witchwoman]

[When the door bursts open, she only really recognizes the girl with the bad attitude, but the man from the pictures...

She stops struggling with the guard and just stares at the entourage, because they are clearly making a noticeable entrance. This wasn't part of the plan, but it certainly helped with the whole distraction factor.

She turns towards the guard holding her.]

Who are they? [Ah yes, that wide-eyed groupie wonder in her voice is back. Hopefully it will endear the man to filling her in?]

[dragonsclaw]

[ elena's guard immediately lets her go to grasp his wrist and swear loudly in pain, as he turns an incredulous stare at her. "What the hell, lady??" it attracts the attention of myri's guard, but he doesn't get a chance to say anything before she's asking him a question. he glances that way and says distractedly: "Uh, clients of Mr. Becksworth. New artists and their agents. He's been out doin' some kind of recruiting drive for months."

over the earpiece, it's sir chessing's voice that cuts in this time: ]

Sarandis is here as well. He arrived earlier and I've been monitoring his movements. Clearly, if he was on the list of names Sir Samcelot just recovered, he was likely waiting for these others to arrive.

Thomas and I will use the ducts to monitor the meeting. We should be able to broadcast audio - perhaps even video, for the team to view live. We've no idea how dangerous these players in the game are... I would advise finding a way to return to the hotel and maintain your distance, for now.