new delhi ♔ but in all chaos there is calculation | dropping glasses just to hear them break

[behindcloseddoors]

♬ Glory + Gore - Lorde

WHO || David L., Alex K., Andie, The Doctor, Natasha, Alex U., Shulin Desai
WHAT || The Knights hunt the Decanter of Dionysus
WHERE || New Delhi, India
WHEN || June 7th, 2014, evening.
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread.

Talk about a soiree.  The team has walked into what is clearly legitimately a Gatsby party, but with an Indian flair.  Even upon approach, it's easy to see that this place is without parallel:  people are driving cars right up on the lawn of the fabulous mansion, which looks half-modern and half like a palace out of a Bollywood film.  Men and women in bright colors, fabrics, beads and silks move inside en masse, and as the doors are opened before them, they can see the grandness of the interior, with its diamond garland, draped fabrics, giant jeweled elephant statues, indoor trees that arch to the ceilings, twirling dancers, and a tall dramatic staircase leading up to a balcony above where the host himself reclines surrounded by admirers and friends, smoking a cigar.  

Liquor flows freely, and food is carried around on golden trays through the crowds.  It's an overwhelming buffet for the senses, a dizzying spectacle of color, laughter, dancing, and entertainment.  

Comments

[godoftableflips]

[ thor looks grim, nodding as he stares out the window ] Your people are but sheep to him. He considers himself your better, and I've known him to slaughter mortals before, beyond the necessity of his cause.

You are right to be cautious.

[panaceum]

... Sounds like a real hit at parties, that one.

[generaldavideus]

[Dry:]

He's a blast.

[There's a pause for a moment as David continues to mull this over, before an idea hits him (wisdom 14). He reaches back over his shoulder, pulling off his sword and studying it for a moment.]

What if we have something he wants? Bring him to us, without it needing to be public. He's interested in powerful, mythological artifacts, why not just give him one?

[Not that he has one from Norse mythology, but with Galahad's sword he could probably fake it. Galahad's sword is a symbol of power onto itself but beyond needing to be worthy to bear it, it doesn't really have any power. It's hard to say what exactly Loki will look for. Is he a collector or is he building something? David would go with the latter.]

Something close to home.

[ambitionist]

Okay, fine, say for some reason that actually works and he wants your Excalibur knock-off. How are we gonna get him to come to us? Wait for his spidey sense to kick in? Snapchat?

[generaldavideus]

[Yeah, that was the hitch in the plan. Contacting him was going to be tough. David considers for a moment, before turning back to the Doctor.]

Can that thing - [he means the screwdriver.] - tell if Natasha's phone is off versus it being destroyed or if the signal is just being blocked somehow?

[Because maybe they can turn it on long enough not to trace him, but to get him a message. Turning phones on remotely is a thing, right? Maybe? He has no idea.]

[bowtimeandspace]

[ Ooh shiny sword. That's actually quite interesting, and possibly distractingly so. But then so's the question, and he looks to David to answer. ]

I'm not sure. Possibly. Probably. Might even be able to send a message to it. Well, that and every phone within about a 1 mile radius. Still, if you want to draw attention.

[ambitionist]

I guess it's worth a shot. Unless someone else can think of a better plan.

[godoftableflips]

I say we try it. It seems that no harm could come from failure.

[generaldavideus]

[He nods.]

Do it. Tell him we want to make a trade.

[He glances down at the sword for a moment, drumming his fingers against the hilt.]

Natasha for the sword called Gram.

[Which ... this is not, but it'll buy them time, at any rate. Celtic broadwards and viking broadswords were not all that different in construction, thankfully.]

[asap]

What about Gramma?

[Heeeeey, guess who's back?]

I'm sorry, I couldn't find 'em. Moscow is really big. Do you have any sandwiches?

[ambitionist]

We're entering negotiations. Does this look like a Subway to you, kiddo?

[bowtimeandspace]

Right, Gram it is.

[ He takes the phone and starts to key in a message before pressing his sonic against the base. Soon enough, phones all over the place start bleeping (and a +31 computer use? idk) ]

Loki. We've got a nice shiny sword you might like. Gram for Natasha. We're waiting.

[godoftableflips]

And if Loki does not answer? We will need some other plan.

[ambitionist]

I guess we could always try to cause a bigger scene than whatever he's plotting in his greasy little noggin. Which ... hey, you know, texting everyone in a one-mile radius isn't a bad start.

[bowtimeandspace]

Yes well I know a few showtunes. They always tend to pull in the crowds. [ If there were a sarcasm check, he would be getting a nat 20 ]

[generaldavideus]

[David raises his eyebrows at the Doctor's comment.]

You might be surprised.

[He, actually, was not sarcastic. "How Showtunes Saved My Ass in an Alternate Dimension," a memoir by David Levin. Please don't ask.]

[ambitionist]

[he glances between the doctor and david like wut for a minute, but, don't worry david bcuz —]

I don't even want to know.

[asap]

A guy dressed like that has to enjoy Bollywood, right?

[bowtimeandspace]

Well he didn't seem too keen when he killed our host in India. Or maybe he just wanted them to change the CD.

[panaceum]

Everybody's a critic these days.

[ambitionist]

Tell me about it. [what if he started checking his phone again out of boredom. don't judge him they have to wait to see how effective that idea was. or for loki to blow up half of russia. whichever. he would already be sexting piffy right here w everyone else in the room but she didn't give him her number when he gave her his. :'( ♬]

[panaceum]

[ whatever, she will actually talk at his face since it's right there. ] Expecting someone other than a malevolent trickster god?

[ambitionist]

Kid sister. I was telling her she'd look great with blue hair. [bluff 31 annnd snap he takes a pic of her with his phone before she can react.]

[panaceum]

If she's got your cheekbones, she could probably pull off puce.

[ambitionist]

I'll let her know. [will he tho?]