new orleans ♔ surrounded by familiar faces with no names

[borrowedheaven]

WHO || Desmond Descant, Eterna Jade [Closed]
WHAT || Des agrees to babysit Jade until the concert, which means she's moving in... and he gets a special mission from his serpent pals
WHERE || New Orleans, America
WHEN || Early December (backdated).
HOW || Actionspam.

[ A deal's a deal. Rafael brings Jade back to New Orleans with him, where he very reluctantly drops her off at Des' hotel. When he opens his door, she's leaning against the jam with a tiny bag in hand: no more than a purse. She smiles at him, jerking a thumb over her shoulder. ]

He didn't want to come in.

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[nothingsodivine]

[Des grins smugly, mimes zipping his lip, putting the key into a little sack, and tossing it over his shoulder, before rolling the window back up and driving to the place he needs to be.]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ the gates slide open with no one visibly operating them, and it's no difficult task to find the back door indicated. 'back door' is kind of a loose term, however, as the angle indicates they're more of a cellar entrance of some kind. the doors swing up as he approaches and several burly men get out to assist. ]

[nothingsodivine]

Hey, boys. [Des climbs out of the truck and beams like he's known these guys for years and they're his closest friends.] How's tricks?

[behindcloseddoors]

[ with no sense of humor whatsoever, he's greeted by either blank faces or scowls. one of them leaps up to open the truck, revealing large crates almost taller than des. a wisdom check of 10+ notices the smell: a rotting smell.

also make a spot check \o\]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des covers his nose at the smell (wis 16) and backs away from the truck to get a better look. (spot check 17)]

[mindmaster]

[ he'd not just notice the rotting - he can pinpoint the smell as dead flesh. maybe because he ate some recently.

as he surveys what's going on, he'd get a glimpse through a back window of headquarters while the boys busy themselves with the boxes. and strutting down the corridor, flanked by several more of the big goons is a very, very, very familiar cold face. she only passes by his field of vision for a moment, but that's long enough to recognize her.

hi, blondie. ]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des narrows his eyes at the window, watching as the Mind Master departs, but as soon as she's gone, he ducks his head and pops the collar on his leather jacket like a douche to hide his face. If she comes down here, the last thing he needs is her recognizing him.

That done, he goes about joining the goons in getting the boxes together, ignoring the smell as best he can. (fort save 14)]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ it doesn't take them long at all to load them up on the wheeled carts - at which point the guys take them down through the doors. one lingers behind to present a clipboard to des to sign. ] Dotted line.

[nothingsodivine]

In blood or ink? [He signs without even waiting to find out, because I'm just... assuming it's one of those clipboards with a pen attached.] We cool?

[behindcloseddoors]

[ GOOD ASSUMPTION. the guy chews on the wad of gum in his mouth and apathetically grunts: ] That's all.

[nothingsodivine]

You want me to leave the truck somewhere special or is someone gonna call me a cab?

[behindcloseddoors]

[ he snorts ] In the lot where you picked it up.

[nothingsodivine]

Obvious answer. [He waves a hand, but his stalling hasn't gotten him anywhere. The Mind Master hasn't come out. He does give a surreptitious glance over the goon's shoulder (spot 16), but that's all he can manage subtly before he's forced to back away and head back to the car.]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ he does see a pair of what look like priests, in long white vestments, rushing towards one another in a hall and communicating frantically, with frenzied hand motions. they both turn and scurry off in the direction the mind master disappeared. ]

[nothingsodivine]

[/DRAMATIC MUSIC.]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNNNN

but yeah that's all she wrote.


but relatively of interest.




LOOK DES YOU WERE ON THE RIGHT TRACK ALL THIS TIME.............. ]