romania ♔ follow me as i trip the darkness

[coldheritage]

WHO || Myri, Mark, Kat, Nadia Reichenov [Closed]
WHAT || The Knights track down a lead on the girl Decker Greenwall is looking to recruit
WHERE || A concert hall in Romania
WHEN || Early January, 2013 [back dated]
HOW || Actionspam

[ The Durere concert hall is absolutely packed when they make their way into the back after buying their tickets. Most of the people here have crowded the stage, although a few are parked at back tables with drinks casually procured from the bar. It's smoky and dingy and small, and the concert goers are arrayed in a variety of goth-looking ensembles: a sea of black and funky hair styles and piercings stretches out in front of them. The Knights look so abysmally out of place, it's almost funny. ]

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[coldheritage]

[ ♬ give me something more - lacuna coil

as myri scans the crowd, she'd notice that there are, in fact, two very familiar faces out there, seated at a table on the opposite side of the room.

decker greenwall, one of chad's compatriots, and keijen blade, along with what looks like a couple of bodyguards. decker's wearing a gray suit and shades inside here, looking even more out of place than the knights do, and keijen's rocking leather pants and a jacket open to expose his bare light gray, well-muscled chest, looking as if he could basically live here. they're both absorbed in the show, although the way keijen is watching the singer is almost predatory, a devious smile playing at the corner of his lips as he toys with the rim of his glass.

the band launches into a second song, and kat seems to have looked right past decker and keijen, while mark remains uselessly slack-jawed, a dumb smile on his face. ]

I disappear into the night
The silence is cursing me one more time
I'm not alone in this decline
Cause all my demons have come back to life

I cannot wait for a savior
My angel is long gone
I'm on my knees
I don't wanna pray
I don't wanna pray (give me something)
I don't wanna pray

Give me something more
Give me something more
Don't shut my eyes
Give me something more
Give me something worth the sacrifice

I cross the line
The walk of shame
I hear the church bells through the acid rain
I cannot trade the wrong for right
And pick up the pieces come back inside

I can't deny
Don't ask me why
I feel the pressure everywhere
It starts inside
Erupts in pain
It knocks me down
Am I insane?

I can't deny
Don't ask me why
I feel the pressure everywhere
I cannot stand this life in vain
Give me a sign
Am I insane?

[witchwoman]

[Myri tries to get Mark's attention, but he's pretty much gone, so she grabs Kat's arm to get her attention and points out the table that she's scoped out. She's a tad intimidated by the look Keijen is giving the girl on stage, but she steels herself for whatever comes next.

At least they know that they aren't alone.]

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[shootfirst]

[ kat follows myri's gaze and her eyes light on the two, widening a bit as her mouth sets in a grim line. she reaches out and punches mark hard in the arm to get his attention (really fucking hard, actually. that'll leave a bruise) but he merely absently rubs at the spot, still staring at the stage. only then does she seem to see what's going on with him and she snaps her fingers in front of his nose to no avail ] What the hell is wrong with him?

[coldheritage]

[ ♬ trip the darkness - lacuna coil

the energy of the singers only seems to kick it up a notch as they launch into another number, and by now a large part of that audience has that glazed-eye look that mark's sharing in. nadia doesn't appear to pay this any mind for whatever reason, completely throwing herself into the song, looking as if she's pouring her heart into the performance. ]

What a day?
I can barely keep my eyes wide open
I don't wanna see straight
What a day?
Feels like my breath is heavy again
And I'm totally faded

Come to me
Come to me
I am waiting for you
Come to me
I can't wait

Follow me, follow me
As I trip the darkness
One more time
Follow me, follow me
I awake from madness
Just in time

What a day?
Seconds, minutes and hours spill over
There's no time here in space
What a day?
I see beauty in everything
But the world is still fading away...

[witchwoman]

[Myri turns her attention from the dangerous men to her own teammate. Mark's expression is a little odd, but maybe just likes the show?

...Except when Kat punches him and he doesn't even flinch. She steps closer and puts a hand on his shoulder, shaking him.]

Mark? Mark, can you hear me?

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[nosdacariad]

[ he blinks a tiny bit and sort of mutters a: ] Huh, wha? [ but he's notably trying to look over her head to keep staring at the stage ]

[shootfirst]

[ kat scoops up a flier and rolls it up, THWACKing mark in the back of the head so hard it's audible over the concert noise (atk 21, dmg... 9). ] We're on a mission, dumbass! Pay attention!

[witchwoman]

[Myri jumps at the sound of impact from Kat's smack. Her eyes go wide and she scans the room to see if they've gathered too much attention. Hurriedly, she turns to both of her friends and puts a hand on each of them. She doesn't want to shout, lest she call even more attention to their little group, so here's hoping she can bring some silent sense to these two.]

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[coldheritage]

[ ♬ not enough - lacuna coil

kat's violent display actually did draw some attention from those gathered nearby, including a security guard who's keeping an eye on them now. but it's pretty clear that she and mark aren't starting a real fight, so he doesn't look overly concerned. meanwhile, nadia launches into another song, and keijen and decker continue to look wrapped up in watching and talking quietly: not noticing the knights at all. ]

I don't want to be saved,
I want to go down with you
Together we will find a way to come back
Come back, come back

I thought it was too late
I thought you disappeared
It's been a while since I believed in you
I used to have the strength
I used to just walk away
But now that I see you
It's not enough, it's not enough

I don't want to be saved,
I want to go down with you
Together we will find a way to come back

I'm falling once again, I'm following the way
Nothing changed since I believed in you
I knew that it would come,
I thought that I'd be afraid
But now that I have you
It's not enough, it's not enough

Forgotten fears
I'd throw away all the caution out unto the wind
My soul is thirsty, and I'm still dreaming of you
Get out of my mind

Come back (Get out of my mind),
Come back (Get out of my mind)

[nosdacariad]

[ meanwhile, mark's absently rubbing the back of his head and frowning, saying petulantly: ] I am paying attention. She's the reason we're here, isn't she? [ and his eyes still don't leave the stage, much to kat's further annoyance ]

[witchwoman]

I've got a bad feeling about this. [She directs to Kat.]

[shootfirst]

I don't know what's going on, but I'm definitely not big on it. [ she frowns more deeply and finds stands up, yanking on mark's sleeve to drag him with ] C'mon. I think we better get to her before those guys do, which means we should be waiting for her backstage.

[witchwoman]

[Once she's sure that Mark is coming along, Myri follows as well. She's not sure what they plan to do if they find themselves face to face with their adversaries, but their combined skill sets could surely get them out of any situation.

At least that's the goal.]

[shootfirst]

Just follow my lead, ok? [ she pushes through the few crowded patrons around the edge of the room, aiming for the backstage door. ]

[witchwoman]

[Myri doesn't like not knowing the plan, but she trusts Kat with her life and knows she can get them out of... m o s t ... situations. She keeps up, just a few steps behind, trying to blend in as much as possible.]

[shootfirst]

[ as they reach the door, a guard steps in front of them, and kat digs into her pocket to pull out a business card and whispers under her breath: ] Identificus. [ the card surface shimmers and turns into a BACKSTAGE PASS complete with her photo on it. she flashes it with a shrug and points behind her ]

They're with me. [ the guard examines it for a few moments, then looks up at myri and mark, before jerking a thumb over his shoulder, not bothering to talk above the roar. kat grins and pushes the door open, and they head into the backstage hall. ]

[witchwoman]

[Myri is once again impressed by Kat's skillz at getting them places that they didn't belong. Once backstage, she breathes a little easier, because they've done this before... in Italy. Except it ended in gunfire at Rafael's place, but whatever.]

How long until the shot is over? [Because they can't exactly talk to anyone until then.]

[nosdacariad]

Long enough for us to sneak into her dressing room and look for clues?

[witchwoman]

What sort of clues are there to find? Unless she keeps something detailing her parentage, I highly doubt we'll be able to confirm anything...

[shootfirst]

Girl's got a point. We should probably just try to corner her when she comes off stage and beat Laurel & Hardy to the punch.

[witchwoman]

It can't hut to try to look... But maybe someone should stay near the stage just in case the others try to grab her?

[shootfirst]

Mark, why don't you get on that? Guard duty suits you. [ he doesn't seem to know what to make of that, but nods and wanders off again, and kat slings her arm through myri's ] Now to see if we can find it. [ make a search check of 13+ to locate the dressing room! ]

[witchwoman]

[A search of 18 makes Myri the sleuthiest for this task. This must be related to all of her time spent with Finnick and Co. to help her know the way around a backstage area.]

Kat... [She calls out, trying to be quiet still.] Over here.

[shootfirst]

[ kat's head whips to where myri is pointing and she glances around befor sliiiding that way and trying the door behind herself. it clicks open and she puts a finger on her lips and steps in with exaggerated scooby doo style steps.

after a second, she beckons myri inside. ] It's clear.

[ the dressing room isn't particularly large or glamorous at all. there's make-up scattered haphazardly in front of the mirror, and the smell of smoke hangs in the air. clothes are dumped on the floor as if someone was flinging a bunch of outfits aside to pick one out. ]

[witchwoman]

[Myri steps in and looks around. Upon realizing the mess of it, she just... starts digging around for clues (search 16).]

What do you think happened to Mark back there? He doesn't seem the type to enjoy that kind of music.