Carly Nagisa (
fortuneglass) wrote in
lostcarnival2017-06-22 12:36 pm
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It's a TOURIST TRAP....OF DEATH.
Who: Carly, Jack, Lambert, some poor NPC sap....
When: 'October 10th, 2017'
Where: Portland area, in the new reality- Specifically Sanctuary, and some random abandoned office building.
What: TERRIBLE SNACKRIFICES FOR SOULS!!!
Warnings: Carly is literally murdering a man (it won't be given much detail however and the log itself is mostly chatter before and outside the scene.)
[Anath's forces were on the move. Scouts were now appearing, trying to convince her to their side of things, and while she was nervous, Aslla seemed to be growing even more antsy with the passing days. 'We need more power,' he finally hissed, practically breaking his voice as it shook. 'I need SOULS!'
She had balked, of course. It was hard enough to get one soul, but multiple? And the things it would take...
...So he dangled their agreement over her head. An agreement that, unbeknownst to her, wasn't even real, an agreement that only Aslla Piscu knew to be false...
...But even with her thoughts scrambling hour after hour, it still felt so important.
So.
One soul, she agreed. She would conduct the ritual, and with any luck claw their way to the strength they needed to weather out the tide. Did Aslla already have enough strength? Would he make it just getting a single soul's worth? she didn't know.
They had to try though, right?]

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Unfortunately, Jack's driving abilities are that much worse in a car. He ends up hitting the curb a lot, or having his front tire go off the road. Red lights are run and he Calfornia rolls through every stop sign.
Somehow, they get to their destination safely despite the odds. It's the Sanctuary.]
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She swallows-and moves to get herself out, at least 'over' things enough to move for herself.]
...I suppose this is it... ...isn't it?
[...The deal is done. She doubts Jack wants anything to do with her now, even if he IS a demon...]
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[Jack keeps his head turned away from her.]
But the sanctuary isn't my property, so I can't keep you from coming inside.
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...Will I see you, again..?
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I'm inviting you to come inside! That guy saw your face!
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Why would that matter, he was one of my contacts earlier this month!! Of course he knows who I a-
[Wait.] ...S...
...So you don't want to just stop seeing each other then..? [she realizes, eyes watering with the realization.]
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[Even if he's already completed his contract, he'll ultimately feel like he'd failed if it backfires on her because that guy got through.
Jack pauses, momentarily bewildered by the question. He quickly saves face by folding his arms and sticking his nose up.]
I still haven't gotten an answer from you. I can't have you leaving until I've satisfied my curiosity!
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..To what?! [She's pretty easy to just usher inside while all of this is being 'discussed', in any case.]
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[That should be obvious, he thinks.]
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Y...you mean...
...you just want me here until you remember that..!? I don't even know myself, I just know I wanted to write about you, or...
[wait was that it?]
prob end here?
[Jack responds, unwavered by her yelping as he turns to head into the Sanctuary.]
So you were a reporter back home, too? Come, tell me the rest inside.
yeah here works!
I-I-!!
[She has little choice as she's dragged off-no doubt she'll squirrel away somehow later, but for now...] I'm only going to know so much, just make sure you realize that..!!
[...They'll manage.]