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The Carnival & Caravan Park / Re: Wrench & Spanner
« on: November 23, 2019, 08:23:23 AM »
“Well,” Jesse began slowly, addressing Phoenix as he snatched up the proffered napkin and scrubbed it along his chin to mop up the mess. “Gettin’ by or no, don’t mean you ain’t still liable for a cuff.” He flashed another wolfish grin to let on that he was still in decent enough spirits - he wouldn’t be throwing hands yet - before turning his focus toward Trick. He’d caught that look. The look a person wore when they might be up to no good. Jess found he didn’t have care enough to pay the spark in his eyes any mind.

His body language didn’t betray a single thing beyond its usual out-of-ring and unangered listlessness. To Phoenix’s eyes, our Jess would look chewed up and spit back out; with hair uncharacteristically rumpled (considering he ain’t brawled out yet that day) and a shiner to mark that his previous night’s romp weren’t of the variety he’d been thinking. Now, with his breadbasket near-about full, his hangover was on the upswing. Might’ve had more than a bit of use for some hair-of-the-dog, all the same.

“I wouldn’t call ‘er fixed just yet,” he said with a scoff and laugh mingled, shifting his attention back over to Phoenix. “You here alone?” The query was punctuated by way of boorishly shoving the last of his burger into his mouth.

The Carnival & Caravan Park / Re: I Wanna Get Better
« on: November 22, 2019, 01:03:06 PM »
Aislin clapped her hands together in blithe supplication, likewise halting her stride. “I’ll be gentle,” she promised, heeding his request by way of pushing her bracelets as far up her forearm as she could manage - beneath her jacket sleeve.

After moving to stand at his back, she tentatively reached forward to graze her fingertips along the crest of one wing. Emboldened by that first touch, her other hand rose soon after to participate in its own simultaneous smoothing of feathers. She’d never touched anything so soft; not even velvet or silk could compare. “Wow,” she breathed after a time, withdrawing her hands with some reluctance. Her fingertips curled in toward her palms, as though they might capture that lost sensation within their confines. They couldn’t.

... “I thought they’d feel like bird’s feathers, but they don’t. What do they feel like, to you?”

The Carnival & Caravan Park / Re: Wrench & Spanner
« on: November 22, 2019, 12:33:54 PM »
Unlike Trick, Jesse chewed his colossal bite with pointed unhurriedness, rolling his gaze up to Phoenix as he sidled up to their table. A hand lifted, middle-finger erect, in eloquent response to his playful rebuke; but the beginning traces of a smile were evident all the same. When introductions had been made and he’d finally swallowed down his food, our Jess sucked the remnants from his teeth in quite the tawdry manner.

“Thought I smelt varmint,” he drawled with a slow-spanning grin. His focus drifted back toward Trick, before falling upon Phoenix once more. “We buddies?” He echoed.

The Carnival & Caravan Park / Re: I Wanna Get Better
« on: November 21, 2019, 12:04:09 PM »
“Sure,” Ash replied, falling into step once more at Dreki’s side. As quiet befell them for the second time that evening, she began to steal a multitude of furtive glances his way - toward his wings and their soft-seeming feathers. She wondered if now would be a good time to ask to touch, or if doing so in public would be considered in bad taste. After a time, she built up the courage to ask.

... “Hey, Dreki? Would it be okay for me to touch your wings? If not now, then another time? You can totally say no!”

The Carnival & Caravan Park / Re: Wrench & Spanner
« on: November 21, 2019, 11:47:57 AM »
By the time Trick had returned the second time ‘round, Jess had ravaged over half of his burger. He washed a hefty bite down with a few swallows of soda, only to take another immediately after. Like a starved lunch puppy, he pushed the flattened out wrapping of his burger toward Trick - nodding an affirmative response to his query and lifting a beckoning hand. At least he had sense enough not to talk with his mouth full; weren’t no shortage of folks back home telling him to mind his damned manners.

Westward Apartments / Re: The Impression That I Get
« on: November 21, 2019, 11:19:15 AM »
Aislin’s brows drew sharply together. The fact that Dreki had requested a specific definition was more than telling; they could, at least to some extent. Besides, mind-control seemed pretty self-explanatory to her. “Um,” she said after a drawn-out pause, refraining from retorting back a query of, can they control minds?

... “Like, can they alter memories? Can they make a person do things against their will? Hypnotism? That sort of thing?”

City Streets / Re: A Fresh Start
« on: November 21, 2019, 11:12:33 AM »
Smiling still, Aislin abled down the hall in search of the restroom. She spent no more time therein than needed; washing her hands after finishing her business and returning shortly to where Mitri stood.

“Find one?” She asked, delving a hand into her pocket to retrieve her keys - still wrapped up in a paper towel snagged from the restaurant bathroom. Her focus lowered as she spent a quiet moment unfurling them from their wrapping, and seeking out a nearby trashcan to dispose of it in.

The Carnival & Caravan Park / Re: Wrench & Spanner
« on: November 19, 2019, 06:57:37 PM »
 “Guess so,” Jess affirmed, paying no real mind to any of the folks about - colorful or otherwise. It wasn’t anything he didn’t see on the regular at Club Zero. Ain’t no one wore disguises there. Might not’ve amounted to a hill of beans by comparison, but he was at home with the strange of it all. His lazy-drifting focus was drawn more toward the rides than anything else; even those, however, he showed no real measure of interest in.

When they arrived at the food tent, Jesse’s gaze passed over his options with similar disinterest. “Reckon I’ll sit, yeah,” he eventually said. “See if you can find me somethin’ could cure a hangover. Somethin’ with meat, grease, ‘n’carbs,” he added a moment later, before turning to seek out a table with room enough for two.

The Carnival & Caravan Park / Re: I Wanna Get Better
« on: November 19, 2019, 06:14:02 PM »
Aislin frowned as her focus flitted back to where the angel stood, only to find he had already merged into the crowd. Before she had a chance to decide how she felt about his disappearance - disappointment? - her attention was drawn to Sam as he swiveled toward Dreki to seized his hands and blurt a frantic plea. She looked away when they kissed, feeling as though she was intruding upon a private moment. Seemed she’d been right about the measure of significance Sam held for Dreki.

“Bye,” she offered in parting response, alongside a smile and wave of her own. Once he was gone - quite literally in a flash - it took Ash a moment to recover from the bafflement his speedy departure had induced. Whoa.

After a short pause, she resumed her smile and turned it on Dreki - forgetting his inability to perceive it. “He seems nice,” she said, sincerity coloring her tone.

The Carnival & Caravan Park / Re: I Wanna Get Better
« on: November 17, 2019, 04:02:41 PM »
When the angel - Remi - turned that wide smile on Ash, and subsequently revealed a magnificent set of luminous wings, she went from curious regard to gawking outright. Holy shit! They were beautiful! Like Dreki’s, but so much more. Once they were gone, she found herself mourning their absence. Still, she smiled all the same. Had he done that for her benefit? His wink gave her cause to suspect that he had, and she decided she liked him for it.

... And he wanted to try cotton candy? A-DOR-A-BLE!

“Actually, we were just--” walking that way. Her train of thought was cut short as Dreki took to air with a few powerful beats of his own shimmering set of wings. Ash marveled up at him in the air - and when he touched back down a moment later, indicating with a pointed finger where the food would be, she marveled at him still. She wanted to reach out and feel his wings beneath her fingertips but didn’t think it the time nor the place. Later, she would ask him.

Rather than continue her previous statement, she chose to wait. After all, if Dreki hadn't invited him to join them from the get, perhaps he hadn't wanted the other angel along.

The Carnival & Caravan Park / Re: Wrench & Spanner
« on: November 17, 2019, 01:46:04 PM »
“Sounds good,” Jess drawled impassively, slamming shut the trunk of his car and sidling into the driver’s side. It had crossed his mind that he might leave his car where she was, but there were some troubles weren’t worth stirring up. Instead, he took his sweet time to pull away; rolling down the window, lighting up a smoke, and inhaling a few drags before finally starting up the engine to go. It took him a while to find parking and, when he did, it was much farther from the carnival entrance than Trick’s car.

His coveralls were pulled up and over his arms when he eventually strolled up to the gate; halfway zipped, with the top of a pack of Marlboro Reds peeking from his left breast-pocket. He sought out Trick with an indolent focus, pausing to stare down some highfalutin folks who’d been keen to bump into him.

Announcements / Re: THE GARLIC - Satirical News Source for the Supernatural
« on: November 17, 2019, 12:50:03 PM »
New Politician Ben Samson Wows Voters with Impressive Blue Steel
An Article by Nancy Flintierti

A swarm of carnival attendees gathered around Ben Samson’s stall this past weekend were surprised to learn a new method of appealing to the demographics.

“I was expecting a Q&A or a political pitch,” states one reporter, “but all he did was smize up the crowd. Everyone was totally stunned.” The politician brandished his greatest asset with expert precision, knocking several prospective voters unexpectedly dead.

“I’ll definitely vote for him,” says another citizen. “Some things just can’t be expressed with words.”

The Carnival & Caravan Park / Re: Wrench & Spanner
« on: November 15, 2019, 09:32:51 PM »
Jesse met Trick’s ponderous look with one of his own; lashes swooping low over his gaze as he debated for a drawn-out spell. Money was far from tight. He’d had more wins than losses at Club Zero over the past month. Eventually, he shrugged. “You get me a meal inside, we’ll call it even.”

He ducked down to return his tools to their case, then hefted the thing up to carry it back toward his still-open trunk.

The Carnival & Caravan Park / Re: I Wanna Get Better
« on: November 15, 2019, 09:06:47 PM »
“It’s okay,” Ash offered in the wake of Dreki’s apology, willing the smile she’d let accompany her words to color her tone. She’d turned to take in everything around them once again, so that she might describe them to him - after all, she’d done similar at the museum during their first meeting - but found herself unable to decide where to start. Before she could complete her silent game of eenie-meenie, they’d been interrupted very abruptly by a questioning man.

She looked toward Dreki, expression one of mingled perplexity and defensiveness on his behalf. Was it customary to ask what someone was? She had assumed it something to be considered bad manners. Like asking a person where they’re really from when what you actually want to know is what their ethnicity is. He’d responded, though, so it must not have been as much of a faux pas as she’d thought it’d be.

Her focus flitted toward the newcomer, eyes widened. Full angel? He looked... normal. Human. But if Dreki had hazarded a guess like that, there must have been a reason. She was too busy (very impolitely) staring at him to pay any mind to Sam’s attention-seeking.

The Carnival & Caravan Park / Re: Wrench & Spanner
« on: November 15, 2019, 08:39:32 PM »
“Don’t know,” Jess offered unhelpfully, rolling his shoulders in a lazy shrug. “Could be as little as a few days, long as a few months. Ain’t no real tellin’.” He considered momentarily being a good Samaritan and offering up his help - but, ultimately, decided he didn’t have enough cares to. Not for a stranger.

He gave the part he’d been messing with an experimental wiggle and, upon finding it firmly reaffixed, jerked his head toward Trick. “Go ‘head and start ‘er up.”

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