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

[bowtimeandspace]

[ THE DOCTOR DIDN'T LIKE THE PLANE. No really, he hated it, pity whoever sat next to them because he would have been a grumpy child the whole way. But NOW there's a party, and his mood seems to have much improved. He's even dressed for the occasion (disguise 34).

He might look like he's just there for a good time, and maybe in part he is, but he's alert, and you bet he's watching to see who might be someone to look out for. ]

chapter three ♔ in all the chaos, there is calculation

[jotun]

[ green cloak swishing out, loki turns in one decisive movement to raise the decanter to the crowd like it’s simba and this is the lion king. ]

It would be a shame for such an evening to be wasted. Guests. [ he takes a series of slow steps down the stairs, black flat-heeled boots clicking against each stone level. when he rephrases, a dry chuckle comes out with the word: ] Friends. Drink, celebrate, rejoice—for I am your salvation, come at last.

[ a single man in the crowd takes the opportunity to scream at the top of his lungs, and the entire assembly follows suit in a sudden panic. ice blue eyes widen in an instant, darting around the room.

suddenly, he lowers the decanter in one careless hand, holding it like a simple jug, and his other hand raises. blinding light encompasses him and four identical duplicates appear around him, like a small personal army made in a funhouse mirror. as he gesticulates and speaks, pacing forward, they mimic the gesture and provide an echo. ]

Very well.

I had hoped for loyalty given freely, but I would be remiss to deny you what you so plainly desire. [ he raises his hand and turns it in a flippant manner, drawing all of the doors of the mansion shut at once. ] You offer me no choice but to persuade you.

alex & piffy ♔ closed

[panaceum]

[ guess what it's gonna be a little while before loki makes his drama queen announcement via twitter, so in the meantime, epiphany offers up her dorm for those who don't want to run out and about scouring the city all night, what a good.

most of those fuckers have to sleep on the crowded living room slash kitchen floor. alex, however, gets grabbed by the collar when none of them are looking and yanked into her bedroom, where she swiftly shuts the door and releases him. ] Golden ticket for you, Charlie. I've got room for one in here.