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undergrounds2016-10-16 08:26 pm
knightscode) wrote in undergrounds2016-10-16 08:26 pm
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[ SEMI-OPEN ] MEDIUM, LIVE!
Date: 17th to 31st of October, inclusive!
Plot: Medium, Live!
Areas: Manchester for the pre-London show, then Greenwich
Worldwide phenomenon Sarah Silverton is coming to London. The British Born psychic, medium and all round lady of the supernatural is doing a special tour ending with a Halloween show in the enormous setting of the O2 arena.
She's booked out the placed, too, tickets are sold out. They weren't exactly cheap, either.
Silverton has plenty of critics, but nobody can deny that she does put on a good show. Some put it down to publicity stunts, but every time she takes over a stage there always seem to be mysterious problems. Lights flickering, sound problems, all sorts of spooky goings on while stage hands swear blind they didn't touch anything. There have even been some who quit because they couldn't take it any more, claiming members of Sarah's team must have been deliberating interfering to draw crowds.
It's no surprise, then, that the Night Council has taken any interest. With the reports of strange goings on escalating (including a falling piece of set in one show that caused injury to one unsuspecting audience member) they've launched a full investigation. While most believe Silverton to be a fraud simply putting together elaborate stunts to sell tickets, any chance that she's a real member of the community flagrantly breaking the Statute of Secrecy must be addressed. Lancelot is charged with putting together a team and investigating carefully. Sarah Silverton is a celebrity, and they can't risk drawing attention to themselves in the process or causing any kind of public scandal. They have just over two weeks until her live show in London, and a lot of work to get done....
[ ooc; Post for the medium, live! plot. Still time to sign up if you want! Spooky content likely, in the spirit of Halloween. ]
Plot: Medium, Live!
Areas: Manchester for the pre-London show, then Greenwich
Worldwide phenomenon Sarah Silverton is coming to London. The British Born psychic, medium and all round lady of the supernatural is doing a special tour ending with a Halloween show in the enormous setting of the O2 arena.
She's booked out the placed, too, tickets are sold out. They weren't exactly cheap, either.
Silverton has plenty of critics, but nobody can deny that she does put on a good show. Some put it down to publicity stunts, but every time she takes over a stage there always seem to be mysterious problems. Lights flickering, sound problems, all sorts of spooky goings on while stage hands swear blind they didn't touch anything. There have even been some who quit because they couldn't take it any more, claiming members of Sarah's team must have been deliberating interfering to draw crowds.
It's no surprise, then, that the Night Council has taken any interest. With the reports of strange goings on escalating (including a falling piece of set in one show that caused injury to one unsuspecting audience member) they've launched a full investigation. While most believe Silverton to be a fraud simply putting together elaborate stunts to sell tickets, any chance that she's a real member of the community flagrantly breaking the Statute of Secrecy must be addressed. Lancelot is charged with putting together a team and investigating carefully. Sarah Silverton is a celebrity, and they can't risk drawing attention to themselves in the process or causing any kind of public scandal. They have just over two weeks until her live show in London, and a lot of work to get done....
[ ooc; Post for the medium, live! plot. Still time to sign up if you want! Spooky content likely, in the spirit of Halloween. ]
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She frowned slightly at what Guinevere said next. Given the strange feeling Liadan had from her, it sounded like they might both be here for the same reason. "Are you familiar with Lancelot du Lac?" she asked, looking for confirmation of her theory.
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Although, it feels like there must be something more to it than that. She's been living in London for over a year. Until recently, with the exception of a few coworkers, she'd only encountered people who were long-time residents, whether originally from abroad or not. And yet now, she keeps running into new arrivals.
Perhaps, these things go in cycles...
While thinking on that, Guinevere takes a sip of what remains of her drink. Her second glass of champagne is almost gone. Being a lightweight where alcohol is concerned, she's already feeling rather tipsy.
It's while in this vulnerable state that Liadan's question hits her. Her eyes widen before she begins to cough as her mouth full of champagne tries to go down wrong. Thankfully, she manages to regain control, preserving some dignity.
"Sorry." She clears her throat. "Uh, yes. We've...met."
A flush rises to her cheeks as she flashes back to their brief encounter. It hadn't been one of her better moments, and she doubts his impression of her is all that flattering.
"Why do you ask?"
As far she's concerned, this question has come out of nowhere. Through a haze of alcohol, Gwen focuses on Liadan, wondering from which world and in what capacity she knows Lancelot.
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"I've been doing some work with him recently. I thought perhaps you might be doing the same."