[Sodium_noir] At the Carousel

[PIPER MEADE]

  Kasterborous, The Groovie Ghoulies, Rizzo and Joe, Nyx
  Redcap, Sluagh x 4, Redcaps x 2, Pooka, Knocker, Satyr

  Ariñe & Sachiko
  Pooka & Eshu


  *The Isle of Crabs Fun Fair*



  "Looks like you're outnumbered now, huh? Best be heading on home before you 
  get hurt."
   
  Quaid's amused looks slides of his face like blood from a wound, almost as if the light drizzle washed it away. His companions bristle gleefully at the expectation of a rumble but he merely glares down at his shoe. Completely ignoring Kast and the others now he is almost shaking with fury.
   
  "THAT.." he snarls with barely supressed rage "... was .. really ... fucking ... stupid! Stupid in a way only some
   silly little bitch could be if she'd had her head smacked against a bedpost too many times while fucking diseased Thallian for a crack pipe!"
   
  He pushes himself off of the carousel and brings himself to his full height. 

  Ariñe waited and if Sachiko kept moving she grabed her arm gently but directly and shook her head, not saying anything and her eyes never left Quaid. If the guys had any sense in them they'd let that girl to the wolves, though may be they knew her, for all she knew they did but still. Even if they did... sometimes people desrve what they get and that... that deserved it all.

  Nyx seems unfazed and unimpressed by Quaid's tirade. Her eyes are cold and fixed on the Redcap. She focuses on his every move and as he begins snapping his fingers out the Satyr explodes into a lighting fast blur of action as she launches her attack. 

  The Redcap and the Satyr are wreathed in a chimerical haze as they both summer the benefits of cantrips. They move too fast for the eyes to see but after dissolving ibnto a blur the tussles ends with Quiad holding Nyx by the throat while she is wreathed in the dancing colours of the Dragons Ire. Magical flames flicker in her aura and dance across her exposed flesh. 
   

  Sachiko muffles a groan, and sighs, looking at Arine before whispering to her.  "Why do satyrs keep getting themselves into trouble?  And why am I about to do this?"

  The eshu steps forward, waving her hands up and down as if in an attempt to calm everyone down as she interrupts.  "Hey, hey, gomendasai (I'm sorry), but don't you think all of you should just count and think about what is about to happen.  I know a brawl is good and all, but come on, are any of you Seelie?  Just saying because I'd think you can handle a shot at honor; I mean isn't there some thing about picking your battles?  Not saying who'd win or anything, but still, a ballroom blitz is probably a really bad idea, ne?"

  A part of her would have loved a good fight, but they had work to do, didn't they?

  (Persuasion 2 + Charisma 4 to try to get them to calm down, but if it falls on deaf ears...  I'll continue)

  We will say that Quaid pauses while Sachiko speaks, at least listening to her. If Nyx pushes her attack he will probably not act yet (sucking it up). Frank is free to have Nyx push her attack though. The rest of you ought to decide what you do next and if the fight continues befopre Sachiko and Arine decide whether to leap in or not ...


  Quaid turns his attention fully to the weapon in her hand and grins manically. The flicker of Glamour dances in his eyes as calls upon his birthright.


  A spat of Italian and she takes a step back, looking at Arine.  "I'd say we should be hauling out, don't you?  Just a hop, skip, and a jump if you want."


  Ariñe shakes her head, not taking her eyes from the scene in front of them. She wasn't going anywhere that would defeat the whole purpose of coming out here. How often did one get the chance to watch the other side in action before meating them? This was a beatiful opportunity. Quaid and his cronies would certainly be revealing something about themselves. After all, people often revealed the most about themselves in a high stress or, in this case, adreniline fuiled moment. 


  "debe ser paciente"  (you must be patient)

  She said very quitely. She was so centered on the scene before them that she didn't even realize she had spoken in her native tounge. The Spanish words just fell off her as if directed to more than just Sachiko. Perhaps this young one has yet to learn the importance of waiting and the eyes. Even if the eshu girl did not speak Spanish there was something universal about the way the words were spoken. There was a certain stillness that at times seemed so aliegn to the young woman it came from that communicated her meaning. Of course all of this may have come too late. None of them, accept Sachiko and herself were Seelie or so she assumed. Certainly none of Quaid's group were. the only one in question was that Satyr but... she highly doubted she was anything less than Unseelie. Particularly with Quaid's reference of the Thallian earlier. Perhaps that meant nothing but never disregard anything too quickly. 

  she waited, did nothing but watched, absorbing all she could. If Sachiko wanted to leave she could but Ariñe was going no where for now. 

  ...tag...




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