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

[panaceum]

I know how that goes. Family is a big deal for my folks. Which is ironic, since we're sure as hell not the Brady Bunch, and I haven't talked to them in like, a year.

[ambitionist]

Tell me about it. I haven't really talked to mine in ... four, maybe five? Something like that.

[panaceum]

Must be nice.

Dad comes around whenever he needs something - or sends for me to come home for a few months. Just one more business asset, as far as he sees it. He thought it'd be useful, having an alchemist at his beck and call. Can't say he's been wrong. [ who sounds bitter??? not this girl. /knocks a cigarette out of a pack, and then offers him one ] But what do you do. Anti-scrying spells don't come easy, and he's got the mages on call to magically track me down if I took off. So I make the best of it. [ she takes a long drag, which seems to sap some of the tension out of her shoulders that the subject had brought up, allowing her to look him over, taking stock of him. ] Just like when the Norse god of thunder goes flying out my window to track down Loki the Trickster God, and leaves his good-looking pals hanging around. Might as well make the best of things.

[ambitionist]

[she gets his "hi i'm alex karamazov and i'm shit at comforting people" catchphrase:] That sucks. [it's also ... not really something he can relate to because his home life was some party of five realness. but then there are cigarettes and he takes one like thank jesus because he's been secretly longing for one all evening. /girls of his dreams tbh.] At least your best is pretty great. [is he talking about her skills??? himself???? both????

nah probably just himself.]

[panaceum]

[ it's fine, alex, she'd probably read real attempts at comfort as pity and punch you in the dick anyway. ] You haven't really seen my best yet. [ she leans up against her dresser, arms folded, cigarette dangling between two fingers as she smirks at him, shifting her hips just enough to be suggestive. ] But I mean...

If you're gonna be here awhile anyway.

[ambitionist]

[he takes a drag of his cigarette and grins. what do you roll when u check ppl out but what to act like you weren't??? bluff??? he rolled a 19 without mods and with bluff mods it'd be like 35 so he's a sneaky fuck. he leans back against the wall near the window, since he's ... trying to be a polite smoker i guess.] I think that I'd like to.

[panaceum]

Well, I already had dinner, so no sense in insisting you buy me some first. [ she tilts her head, considering ] So how about you just tell me something about yourself.

[ambitionist]

What kind of something are you looking for?

[panaceum]

I don't know. Something memorable.

[ambitionist]

I bet I could make you orgasm just by touching you.

[ALEXANDER. that is not a thing about you. too bad if u were expecting him not to be a jackass.....]

[panaceum]

[ her eyebrow curves up and she looks amused, but she folds her arms and retorts: ] Well, it usually involves that part, yeah.

[ambitionist]

No, I mean — do you want me to show you?

[panaceum]

You really do cut to the chase. [ she takes another drag, and then flicks her cigarette onto an ashtray on the windowsill, balancing it there, before looking back at him over her shoulder. ] Though how's a girl supposed to say no to that?

[ambitionist]

I mean ... I'd try to charm you or some shit, but I'm already here in your bedroom, so I must've been doing something right. [he shrugs and takes another drag from his own cigarette before putting it out with hers.]

[panaceum]

Was I complaining? [ she pushes off the dresser, crossing the space between them, and trailing a finger up his collar, smirking with amusement. ]

[ambitionist]

Didn't seem like it, no. [he casually places his hand against the back of her neck and ... delivers the orgasm he promised. (concentration 27) u r welcome ma'am.]

[panaceum]

[ even a 14 will save isn't gonna stop that shit, especially when she's not trying to resist it. and with a crit fail, her actual reaction evinces her clear surprise and pleasure as she gasps out, hand gripping his collar abruptly to try to find some ballast as her eyes squeeze shut, lips parting to unleash a series of cuss words riding that high of sensation.

her eyebrows raise to her hairline as she finally manages to flutter her eyelids back open and affix him with an amazed look, as she releases a breathless chuckle, still gripping onto him tightly with one hand. ] How the fuck did you do that?

[ambitionist]

Hey, I warned you. I'm psionic. Ish. [he is also very pleased with himself. worth it. his hands wander down around her waist to steady her.]

[panaceum]

Hell of an ish. [ she uses her grip to pull him a little bit closer. ] Wondering what else you can do, to be honest.

[ambitionist]

Too much else might wreck the mood. [he tilts his head to kiss her neck.]

[panaceum]

Guess it's gonna have to wait, then. [ she cranes her neck aside so that he can keep that shit up, and her other hand moves to his hair, to drag fingers through the back of it as she smirks. ]

[ambitionist]

Another time. [the words come out as a breath against her neck, as he keeps kissing her and also ... maybe starts tugging her in the direction of her bed. DOES HE REALLY NEED A NAV CHECK OR ANYTHING IT'S LIKE RIGHT THERE.]

[panaceum]

[ NAW BOI YOU GOT DIS. she winds her fingers to get a grip on his hair enough to draw his head up so that she can actually kiss him, clearly done fucking around. a+ foreplay. she's just gonna basically fall down on the bed with him in an amazingly graceful display of wonder woman strength (nat ... 20) ]

[ambitionist]

[mmm kissus. he's down for it okay. and so is she, apparently, so he has no problem reaching into his pocket for a condom. SAFE SEX 5EVA.]

[panaceum]

[ what haven't i rolled yet let's see...

her fort save was all of 9, so this is probably going to be short and sweet. wisdom was 11 and charisma a 14. i like that her bedroom style is take what she wants from you, probably by force. whether you like it or not. ]