new zealand ♔ when lies turn into truth i sacrificed for you | you say that i'm frozen

[lissatrinall]

♬ where i can never be - gary numan

WHO || Lis'sa, Kenzi, Bo, Klaus, Rebekah, Mars[Closed]
WHAT || The Knights investigate a mysterious carnival that may be linked to some magical winter weather
WHERE || New Zealand
WHEN || August 11th [forwarddated]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.

Strange winds have blown in, bringing on an unusually chill winter in New Zealand. The ground crunches underfoot with snow, the days growing shoter and stars holding court in the darkness reigning above. An unnatural cold permeates the town, and the river's jubilant voice is frozen under the ice. Birds abandon their nests for warmer climes, their songs silenced by winter's grim embrace. But the frozen riverbank now hosts a shimmering respite from the gloomy cold in the form of garish tents, joyful shouts, and sumptuous smells. Vaale's Carnival has come to town.

Gaiety and laughter cut through the cold wind, and even the sky-shy sun peeks its face from around the gathering winter clouds. Children squeal with delight and gasp in awe at the sights, sounds, and smells of Vaale's Carnival. The Titan's Wheel creaks and groans as a burly lumberjack tests his might wit a hefty spin, a family rushes giggling into the sprawling ice maze to the north, and dozens of happy skaters flit about the rinks atop the frozen river. Carnival dolls are handed to wide-eyed townspeople as prizes and a menagerie of freakish creatures and glowing lights beckons the curious. Garish skirts and scanty veils call others to a different breed of voyeurism altogether. Treats and wonders abound for young and old to enjoy, and for a time, the harsh winter is forgotten in joyful revelry. There's nothing to indicate any sinister going on whatsoever, as the group surveys the happy smiles of the crowd.

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Flight Threads

[lissatrinall]

[ please post all in flight interactions here! flight time is twenty four hours ]

Vaale's Carnival

[lissatrinall]

[ Adjacent pairs of rickety podiums tacked together from pieces of apple crates form raggedy ticket booths that mark various entrances to the carnival. Eager-faced fairgoers cram about them, gleaning wonderment from faded posters promising stilt-walkers, terrifying rides, and all manner of freaks. Tirelessly working the books, baggy-eyed carnies busily hawk tickets to various events and do their best to direct the stream of excited townsfolk. A crowd of unwashed beggars shielded from the winter's harsh kiss by nothing more than old, smelly clothes huddles by the entrance to the carnival, pleading with passersby for a few meager dollars or a bit of food to see them through. Many are children or old men and women fallen on hard times. A good number are maimed from lumbering accidents or crippled by a horrible bout of pneumonia. Most people turn a blind eye to the haggard indigents, pretending not to see or hear them at all, and lumberjacks snarl, guffaw, or even kick at the dirty beggars as they stroll into the carnival to spend their money on games, shows, and other frivolities. ]

[morethanasidekick]

[Standing with her hands on her hips, Kenzi takes in her surroundings with a grin.]

It's like a Malikov Family Reunion. [Letting out a sigh as she turns to whoever is on her left.] I was hoping for Hobbits. [PCK: 18]

kenzi malikov ]♟[ ota

[morethanasidekick]

[Back from raiding one of the liquor cabinets, Kenzi dumps an armful of assorted miniture bottles onto one of the seats next to her before reclaiming her own. Never mind that the flight hasn't taken off yet. This is going to be a twenty four hour thing and booze is free. She's going to make the most of it.]

Does anyone know if the Jet has cocktail shakers somewhere?! [She's being perfectly serious.]

[lissatrinall]

[ lis'sa's lips press together as she regards the treatment of the beggars. ] Someone should purchase our tickets.

Mars || OTA

[charismapotion]

[ Since he lost his old phone on the last mission, he's currently backing up the important stuff into a cloud server. He looked bored out of his mind poking away at the shiny iphone.]

[charismapotion]

[ Mars was likewise looking over a bit unpleased at the treatment of the beggars, muttering some numbers to himself. He looked to the others.]

I will, [ he spoke, looking to Lis'sa.] If you guys think they take credit? I don't carry cash. [ Because if they do, he's so gonna try to get some cash back for those poor people. He's a bleeding heart.]

[asuma]

[Klaus just looks at Kenzi like rly gurl. Because, rly gurl? Was he really going to have to endure a twenty plus hour flight with these people?]

I'd imagine you might find one in the same place you found the alcohol [If anywhere. Just saying.

But with that out of the day, he turns his attention toward Mars. After a whole two seconds of inner debate, Klaus decides to occupy one of the seats near where he's playing with his phone.]

I hope you aren't having too much fun just yet. [Translation: You look bored. How can we fix that?]

[asuma]

It's probably best that we not draw any unwanted attention to ourselves by leaving behind a convenient paper trail. [Minus the actual paper, of course. But you get the idea. Klaus pats Mars on the shoulder as he moves past him to go and purchase everyone's tickets with cash.

Being cautious was something that he'd grown accustomed to over the years. Given the option, it seemed preferable to announcing to anyone who might be savvy enough to take notice of such things that they'd arrived to potentially shut their shit down.]

[succubestie]

[Bo sees no problem with booze since the flight is hella long and they'll sleep before they land.

Not that she would have had much of a problem with it before then.]

Or we could just pass the bottle back and forth. That sounds more fun to me.

[succubestie]

[Bo sure as hell is going to drop them some dollar bills ya'll once this shit is over with. But seeing as they're undercover atm, better leave it for the end.]

So what's the plan? Split up and cover more ground?

[morethanasidekick]

[She is so immune to your rly grls. No seriously. This is the girl that brings donuts to briefings and asks Wynn about duty free shopping for Knights.]

Mouth-shaker. [And for that Bo gets thrown a couple of bottles (Dex 15).] I can dig it.

[No booze for you Klaus because you were the least helpful.]

What about you phone-boy?

[morethanasidekick]

Dibs on pairing up with Wonder-Boobs. [Yeah she means Bo.]

[lissatrinall]

[ Klaus picks up tickets for entry, and would also see tickets available for certain special events throughout the day: a sack race, ring toss, egg toss, coal walking, and archery competition.

Lis'sa surveys the crowd with a frown. ]

I'm not certain splitting three ways is advisable. I'll go with Klaus and Rebekah - Mars, you go with Kenzi and Bo.

[charismapotion]

Alright then.

[ He nodded some, then looked over to Bo and Kenzi. Alright, not bad.]

Be careful then guys. [ A nod to Klaus.]

[lissatrinall]

That goes for you too. [ one group can break left, and the other right... i'll let y'all decide. ]

[asuma]

I'd love a drink. [If she wants to be a bitch than she's going to be put on blast for it, sorry.]

[asuma]

[To the left, to the left~

I guess Klaus purchased some of that extra shit too, just in case. But when he hands out the tickets Kenzi and her team get the shitty events like coal walking, egg toss, and sack racing while he saved the less ridiculous and potentially messy choices for himself, Rebekah, and Lis'sa.]

Shall we?

[charismapotion]

[ He finally looked up realizing he was being rude, and gave an awkward smile sitting the phone down and offered a hand up to shake.]

Sorry, I'm Mars. I'm a magic user. [ He liked that term.]

[succubestie]

[Bo heads right then, waving for Kenzi and Mars to follow her.]

Let's see how much trouble we can find, kids.

[She...might not be kidding?]

rebekah, klaus, lis'sa

[lissatrinall]

[ the three of them head left from the entrance and find one ride installed directly inside the gates. beneath a tall signboard reading 'mr. sathelbry's wild sleigh rides' stand four massive chargers hitched to three wooden passenger sleds coupled together with chains. hunched in the first sled is the driver - an aged, one-armed man dressed in a long threadbare wool coat, his snarling face wrapped with a dull red scarf. as the driver snaps his whip and the sled lurches forward, ragtag children dart from shadowed hollows beneath nearby wagons and try to snag free rides before the distracted driver sees them. as they watch, the man, who must be mr. sathelbry, scowls at one such child, kicking him into the snow with a cold-hearted laugh and a 'no money, no ride!' ]

bo, kenzi, mars

[lissatrinall]

[ the other group heads up the trail and crosses a little bridge to the right, where a gaggle of apron-wearing women balance trays of steaming pies as they swarm rows of picnic tables draped with red-checked cloth. the sweet-smelling scents of freshly baked pies wafts through the air. children clamor at the women's skirts, their faces and fingers stained with berries. ]

[charismapotion]

[ Mars had a sweettooth when it came to pies and cakes. So, the smell's were like a siren pulling him. His brown eyes just taking in the sight of the woman and the kids not thinking anything strange of it.]

[easily]

[Rebekah's been a little distracted. Okay yes, they're on a mission but she's also never been to a modern carnival before. You miss out on a lot after ninety years in a coffin.

But she's also a bit of a scaredy cat (despite being an ~Original~) so when the sled lurches forward she finds herself grabbing her brother's arm briefly before then releasing it, huffing in annoyance.]

What a nasty old man.

[If he can hear her...she doesn't care...]

[easily]

[Rebekah had been doing something on her own phone and she's clearly just finally joining in on the conversation because she heard the magical words of alcohol.]

I'd like a drink as well.