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undergrounds2015-10-17 11:22 pm
undergroundmods) wrote in undergrounds2015-10-17 11:22 pm
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The Night Auction
The auction house
At exactly half past eleven on Saturday night, the auction house in Knightsbridge opens to its supernatural customers. Inside the elegant surroundings are a wide range of antique, unusual and plain odd items.
As midnight approaches, the seats gradually fill up. The auctioneer, a spindly pale-faced man in a waistcoat, calls for attention. Bidding opens at midnight and ends when all items have been sold or the sun comes up, whichever comes sooner. Let the bidding commence.
On sale tonight
Enchanted Necklace
A necklace which is enchanted to become a map of the city in which the owner is standing.
Starting price: £12
Monkey's Paw
The preserved paw of a monkey, able to grant every individual who touches it three wishes. Caution is advised.
Starting price: £20
Will be sold to Faolan
Runic Coin
A heavy silver coin for use in spell work, carved with runic patterns.
Starting price: £25
Skeleton of a Lady
The bones of a woman called Eliza, preserved by magic.
Starting price: £30
Antique Pagan Jewellery
A set of brooches, pendants, rings, and earrings made in honour of the ancient gods. In various conditions depending on the piece itself.
Starting price: £40
Vanity Mirror
An enchanted mirror that speaks, forever complimenting the person who looks into it.
Starting price: £50
Mogwai
This adorable creature is an extremely rare and unusual pet. The mogwai is nocturnal and should be kept away from water and sunlight.
Starting price: £50
Vampire Compass
A compass that always, without fail, points to the nearest vampire.
Starting price: £60
Bestiary of English and Welsh Faeries
A 17th century two volume bestiary of the lesser inhabitants of the Other Realm, with detailed and sometimes gruesome illustrations.
Starting price: £200
Will be sold to Gilbert Norrell
Antique Harp
Beautiful Victorian Stumpff harp with carved figures, in need of restoration work. Under enchantment.
Starting price: £500
Gleipnir
According to legend, a section of the chain that once held Fenris.
Starting price: £2,000
Notes
Bidding opens at midnight GMT+1 and continues until 07:29 the next morning! Note that while anyone can bid on any item, the items that are listed as being sold to certain characters are reserved for them to win the bid. The last highest bid in the thread at the point when the auction has closed will win the item.
When characters bid on the item, all they know is the description given by the auctioneer, as above. However, some of these items have other properties – both good and bad – that will not be apparent until after purchase. You'll find out what these are after the auction has concluded.
For more information, please refer to this OOC post.
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"That compass looks interesting," she points towards where a petite girl is bidding on it. "Points to the nearest vampire. But I'd rather something to keep them away." The hand that was pointing moved up to her neck, resting on the hideous scar that marred her, the physical proof that she was a survivor.
She thought it made her look ugly and nearly always wore her hair down to hide it.
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"Easier to kill them," he says bitterly.
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Hesitantly, Annie looks around- she couldn't exactly see any, but what did that even say? They didn't wear huge signs that said Hello, I Am A Vampire. Though that would be easier, too. At the thought, she giggles to herself, a private joke. A few patrons around them give her an odd look and she shies up against Finnick.
"But I like the harp better."
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He looks up at any patrons that may have looked at her and there's a warning look in his eye. No one better dare make her feel out of place here.
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"But maybe I'll be around more; I like your flat." Her place was too big, too empty, as much as she loved her grandmother. It just wasn't the same. It wasn't her home, back in Innishmore. It certainly wasn't her dorm room at District 4. But when she stayed with Finnick, it felt a little bit more like home, pressed up against his warm body, holding him as he held her.
Finnick Odair was home.
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"Good," she agrees, dropping her head to his shoulder. They were in public, yes, but this was nothing. This was simply adoration in public, two people in love. "I love your place. Your bed is the comfiest in all of England."
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