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undergrounds2017-01-22 11:27 pm
undergroundmods) wrote in undergrounds2017-01-22 11:27 pm
The Night Train
It's the 22nd of January and the sun has disappeared behind the horizon. You're waiting at your nearest station when a sleek, metallic grey train pulls up at the platform. No one else can see it, only those who are aware of the supernatural world. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Night Train. Tonight the leaders of the Night Council will be making their annual introduction to the supernatural community – aboard a train that will make stops in every borough with a significant supernatural presence. Hop on and off whenever you like: this event is designed to be open to all. (Though for some reason the train won't be passing through East End or Seelie/Unseelie territory...)
The event takes place from 7pm-12 midnight Sunday 22nd January.
Rules of entry
• No weapons. Any weapons or objects that could be used as weapons will be confiscated.
• No drugs or alcohol except that provided at the event. Don't try to sneak any in.
• No violence. The train is cursed with a hex that will punish any trouble-causing passengers with a lightning strike. The Council doesn't mess around here.
Carriages
The train has five carriages, each one with a different theme. While the Night Council members are dispersed throughout the train, they are under no obligation to stay in their carriage and will likely move around to network and meet fellow members of the supernatural community. There are cameras and security guards in every carriage to ensure there is no trouble.
1) PRESIDENT / VICE PRESIDENT. At the front of the train is a carriage decked out as if for royalty. Surprisingly spacious, the carriage is decorated with gilt trimmings, a thick wine-red carpet and leather seating. Portraits of previous Presidents and Vice Presidents line the wall. Coffee, tea and wine is being served at tables interspersed throughout the carriage and finger sandwiches are available.
2) WITCH REPRESENTATIVE. The next carriage along belongs to the Witch Representative. It's rather like walking into a greenhouse: the entire place is full of herbs and other plants, and there are tables where you can sit and ask for advice or magical favours from witches with varying specialities: a healer, a herbalist, a psychic, a medium and a potions maker. Magical butterflies flutter along the ceiling and among the flowers like colourful lights. A small bar at the end of the carriage serves a variety of herbal teas.
3) VAMPIRE REPRESENTATIVE. The next carriage along belongs to the Vampire Representative. Decorated in a tasteful dark red, about half the carriage's length is taken up by a wine bar that serves a variety of alcoholic and blood-based drinks and snacks. The other half consists of leather seating where the seats face each other to allow guests to talk while enjoying a drink.
4) SHAPESHIFTER/META HUMAN REPRESENTATIVE. It seems that Yasmine decided her aim for the night was to let loose and avoid talking, since this carriage is basically a narrow dance floor. Club music blares out from speakers on the ceiling, there's a disco ball and strobe lighting, and all the windows are blacked out. A magical seal ensures that the noise is contained within this carriage, so you won't hear any of it until you step inside.
5) EMPTY CARRIAGE. There's nothing here apart from rows of seats that you might find on any ordinary train. A sign on the door says "WARNING: THIS CARRIAGE IS HAUNTED. KEEP OUT." If you ignore the sign and go in anyway, you might feel a sense of unease. The shadows seem unnaturally long and the lights will flicker on and off. Magically sensitive types will feel a strong sense of impending death and may experience visions of the seats being ripped apart and blood spattered on the walls. If you stick around even after that, the most magically sensitive person in the carriage will experience a vivid hallucination of their own death at the hands of a vampire. If you manage to endure that without fleeing, PM the mod to continue. (Don't worry, no one will die.)
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Eventually, the car's occupants thin out a little, and Cooper has a moment to himself. Time to find out about the fellow who's sitting there. He sidles over to where Daryl is on the couch. He remains standing as he asks, "Don't suppose I could get you something t'drink?"
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The question about the drink came as a bit of a surprise, but Daryl didn't let that show. Much. He did raise his eyebrows before shaking his head, "No."
It wasn't like he couldn't get up and get one himself if he was thirsty.
"Ain't here to drink."
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Cooper eyes the man up and down. Mussed hair, clothes that looked ripped and torn from use rather than purpose, and a don't fuck with me attitude. He reminded the vampire of the nest he'd left back in Pemkowet, all full of rough biker sorts that would soon as look at someone as drain them dry. "No, you look more like the type to be here out of curiosity. I'm Cooper, the new Vampire Representative." Daryl probably already knew that if he was in the car, but it never hurt to put some heft behind the title he'd worked so hard to achieve.
"And you are?" He held out a hand for Daryl to shake, a subtle test to see how the man reacted. If he decided not to shake, Cooper was going to definitely peg him in the category of unfriendly and possibly an asshole.
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"Daryl." He was going to leave it at that. Not many obvious Americans named Daryl among the supernatural community. He was easy enough to find and identify if asked about.
"I know who you are," he went on, eyes now focused on the man's face. "That girl been hanging off your arm all night, she a friend or something else?"
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Cooper shook the man's hand and his first impression of him grew slightly. So he wasn't so unapproachable as to being adverse to some social niceties. It was hard to really pick up much in the way of his emotions, even when he was this close. Cooper's abilities allowed him to read emotional states, not minds, and he was still getting used to it.
Cooper couldn't hide the way his eyes lit up when Daryl mentioned Nancy. "She's my girlfriend. Nancy. She's a witch." Vampire-human relationships weren't rare, but it was unusual to find one where both were involved in an equal partnership. Too often, vampires treated their partners like they were little pets, more of a possession than a person. He'd never done that with Nancy, not even at the beginning when he'd been paying to feed off of her.
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"I know," Daryl said, keeping his expression mild, though he was internally impressed by the man by his reaction. "I know her. Was at her trial."
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Cooper, despite being old and wiser than his youthful face would suggest, was still young in the ways of love. It lended him a unique perspective, being smitten like a young teenager and being able to approach things from an older perspective as well. "Yeah. Wish I could've been there, but she didn't tell. Afraid I was gonna worry too much if I knew what was goin' on." Now, they were forced to be honest with one another.