lostcarnival | ⇨ WISMUTH

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⇨ WISMUTH

Who: Everyone!
When: S2:D6-D11
Where: Wismuth and the Carnival Grounds
What: The carnival enjoys a few days in Wismuth, a coastal city on this planet's version of the American east. However, there are a few things very unique about this version of the planet...
Warnings: The usual, wholesome fun.

PILLAR OF CREATION↴

Upon arriving, things in Wismuth will seem pretty peaceful. It's a massive city, with no shortage of things going on, but things like violent crime and homelessness are at an all time low. You can wander the streets without much scrutiny, presumed to just be tourists, and most people here come across as helpful and friendly.

► VIBRANCY: The main thing that sets this planet apart is its vibrancy - AKA, the raw creative energy its filled with, flowing from its status as a Pillar of Creation. There is no literal pillar, but Wismuth and its planet is a place where Creation's energy comes through strongest. As a result, everything here feels somehow more real, more intense in a way that's hard to put a finger on. Life is abundant, and its bleeds through in every sensation.

► ATTRACTIONS: There are plenty of things to see while going around the city. First and foremost, there is a lovely beach area bordering the ocean, and a number of tourist aimed attractions built around it. There are giant malls, movie theaters, live stage performances, museums and all kinds of other points of cultural interest. Anything you can do in a big city you can do here, but better.

► ALLOWANCES: The Ringmaster will be giving everyone a reasonable amount of local currency for a few days on the town. You can't make any massive acquisitions with it, but it's more than enough to eat out, see some shows, go to the beach, and whatever you like. You can feel free to pick up some casual supplies, like mundane clothing and souvenirs. There will be more given out later, after the performance week.

► PERFORMANCE: Performance week is starting early this time, after only a couple days of exploration. When the carnival has already been on vacation for a month, the Ringmaster figures they may as well get right to it, and then do more touring afterwards. Members of the local populace will find themselves in the carnival once performances begin, dazzled by the other worldly sights. Magic doesn't seem to exist here, despite the fact that it will flow easier for people bringing it from other worlds.

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He's strolling now that he's gotten most of his list done for the evening. Each step was carefully placed and light as he takes in the night sights and sounds of the city. Even at night it was beautiful and he was fascinated by the lights sparkling off the tall windows and the way the city exploded with color even without the sunlight.

But he's not stupid and he knows when he's being tailed. There are plenty of souls wandering around him. His panther ears twitch on top of his head as one cranes back gently. In the dark of the night they blended in well and anyone passing by he's greet with a warm smile and a nod of his head.

He can sense her soul, or the same soul, following him and he'll turn a corner. Once he's out of sight he'll sharply shove side ways into the nearest wall and disappear.

She had been tailing him for some time now and felt confidant he hadn't seen her yet. To her he was prey and she wanted nothing more than to hunt him down and express her frustrations in some of the most creative ways she could manage!

What those were...she wasn't even sure yet, only that she had to catch him first.

There was a pause as he turned a corner and slowly she moved to look. When she didn't see him, Rip frowned and stepped further into the area to get a better look. He could't have escaped, could he!? Where the hell did that...THING go. Rip wasn't sure what to call him yet, so thing would have to do.

"Vhere zhe hell did he go..."

On the other side of the wall he's waiting patiently until he sees her soul in clear view. Once he's sure no one else is around she'll find him pressing into her back with his arms out on either side of her. He's halfway through the wall as he makes a grab for that pretty mouth of hers and around her waist. She doesn't mind being dragged through a wall right? That's exactly what he's trying to do.

"You know, if you wanted my attention that badly, you could've just asked~"

She kept looking and the moment her back was turned she felt someone grab her. Her first instinct was to scream and then to fight against the hand around her waist and mouth. Not...that she had the leverage to do much as she found herself pulled backwards and off balance enough to really allow her to cause harm.

What the hell!? Did she just go through a wall!? Already she was trying to open her mouth enough to bite down on the hand around her mouth with her very sharp fangs and tug at the arm around her waist.

Then she heard his voice and she let out a soft growl. Move your hand Tyki. She dares you.

Both of his arms just untangle from her at once. He would rather not be bitten as it would be unfortunate to have to clean the blood at this late at night. He does take a few preemptive steps backwards to avoid any punches or bites.

He feels rather full of himself as both hands are up in silent surrender and he waits for a moment to see if she reacts in a violent way or a calm way, "It's rather rude, Miss Winkle."

But he doesn't give her long to response as his finger points upwards with a wide grin and he rises into the air to go right through the ceiling. Care to keep chasing?

It takes all of her self control not to lash out and punch him when he finally lets go and she can turn to face him. Even without lashing out, she's hardly calm as she glares at him.

"Rude iz grabing a voman from behind and yanking her zhrought a vall! How zhe hell did you do that...."

And even as she's trying to speak he's rising up and escaping!? Rip's eyes widen slightly before she glances around. Oh she is definitely giving chase the moment she finds a stairs that's heading up and running up them! She has your scent now Tyki.. The Huntress isn't going to stop until she catches you.

He knows given her type. That stubbornly willed kind that stops at nothing. Even her bold claims were enough proof of that. Despite all odds, she was determined to escape and she had failed. The Ringmaster had found her regardless. Tyki had stopped her stalking. Even now he was sending her on a wild chase up a towering skyscraper. It's twenty five stories high enough that when she reaches the top, because that is where he is on the roof, the wind is gently breezing to the point even his well pinned back hair is flowing a little at the end.

"Magic," is his answer if she bothered to remember what she asked.

Rip was a hard woman to deter when she put her mind to something and it was still a sore spot that the Ringmaster had managed to catch her. In fact, the entire circumstance of her contract was a bit of a sore spot for her and probably would be for awhile.

Which may be why she's so hell bent on chasing him of all people. Rip races up the stairs, not letting the numerous flights get in the way of the chase and by the time she finally bursts on to the roof, she's breathless, flushed and angry again and maybe just snarling slightly.

Magic... it takes her a few moments to even realize he was answering the question she posed before she went chasing after him.

"Magic....If zhat's zhe case zhen I'm a paladin for zhe holy church." Which she was most definitely NOT.

"That's not what you told me earlier," to which he means when the talked in the mirror maze. Knowing she would be caught he actually bothered to remember who she said she was.

He's ignoring her sarcasm if only for the spite that was there. Despite how much he's antagonizing her he is being the utter most gentleman. She's breathless and he's enjoying the sight of her determination. A hunter, huh? Well, he'd make her hunt for his own amusement. He's even stepping back towards the edge and hopping up right onto it like he might bolt again.

"I must warn you though that attacking me or continuing to chase me will cause you suffering. I'm not threatening you but consequences are very much a thing in this carnival. You should turn back now, Miss Winkle."

"I vas being sarcastic." At least he remembered who she was, or at least what she introduced herself as in the mirror maze. Not that she really wanted to remember that place.

Still, his warning was one she heard before both from the Ringmaster and one or two others she's talked to since her forced conscription. And, if she was thinking straight, she might have listened to those warnings as she started to stalk forward.

She glanced to the edge he was balancing on and then to him. He wouldn't jump, would he? She doubted it. He didn't seem like the type to kill himself. Yet, she didn't know how he did...that floating thing either.

Rip came to stop a few feet in front of him, hands clenched and there was no doubt that if she had her musket, it would be aimed directly at him right now with how much she's glaring at him.

"Zo I've been told. I might vish to take my chances if it means venting my frustrations."

"But how far will you go to satisfy yourself? How much frustration do you vent to stop feeling so angry."

Temptation is a horrible thing. Even if she wasn't human it affected those with weak wills and enticed those that didn't realize they were being tricked. He's on the edge and he knows it with how his heels are sliding back until he hangs off the edge by the front of his shoes. It wouldn't take much, from her own hands to the way the wind was blowing, to send him over the edge. He's confident and bold. He's challenging her all over again.

"That anger of yours already got you in trouble once."

"Az far as I need to."

Temptation really was a horrible thing and one Rip almost never resisted. She was a creature of excess and vivid emotions normally. Put her in places like this and she's more than what most bargained for. And her anger was...vicious.

Yet, he was tempting her and tempting fate! She could see that it wouldn't take much to push him off. If she didn't do it then a breeze would. So why shouldn't she do it?

Her hands clenched hard enough to turn her knuckles white as she glared up at him and for a moment, it almost looked like she would push him over the edge. Rip didn't know if she wanted to slap him or maim him. Normally she would maim him...

...Except, the Ringmaster was scary. Even she had to recognize that.

"Usually, I vould vent by either killing zomething very violently....or finding a partner for zhe night for eizher hunting or ozher activities. None of vhich seem to be an option here."

He slides his heel back further as the front of his shoe scrapes along the edge until it lifts off completely. With now only one foot on the edge it would be all too easy to give into temptation. He's even grinning wider because he knows it is teasing her and likely pissing her the hell off.

"It's not as if I'm in any danger. You've been tamed whether you like it or not." Because the Ringmaster has absolute control in the end. Killing was the worse thing someone could do.

He makes an amused sound at the ways she would normally vent, "So aggression is what calms you but I've already seen that first hand with all those mirrors." He even turns his eyes away from her to look down towards the city, "I'm sure you could find some outlet. A street fight perhaps. Maybe even somewhere that sells for 'special activities.'."

Her attention quickly focuses on his foot as he moves it off the edge and balances there on one foot. Such a precarious situation and so tempting. She really could do it and smile as he plunged to his death. It would be so satisfying to see him splatter against the sidewalk below! There would be no way to pin it on her, not if she left quick enough and put as much distance between the scene and her as possible.

That delicious though nearly makes her take a step forward, looking to defy whatever control the ringmaster had on her. And yet....she had been caught before. That woman..that creature had caught her and made sure she knew that one rule.

With a growl Rip reluctantly took a step back, still glaring at Tyki. He was right and she hated it! "I vould kill any mortal I fight...und it takes a lot to satisfy me ozhervise. I doubt any lover I find in zhis place vould last long enough." Whether it would be from exhaustion or her killing them was an entirely different matter.

"Zo at least let me slap you before I give into temptation und really piss off zhe Ringmaster."

Tyki's situation hadn't been so life threatening. He had seen something interesting and the Ringmaster was more than the common woman he slept with at home. She was different and as confusing as his world was right now different had been... nice. He just hadn't expected this to be as binding as it was. It was fine though. Tyki was lazy enough to take a vacation. Even with how rough it had been for the first couple of months for him he was fine with it. He'll adapt as he always does.

He sets his foot down again and scoots it back to on his toes before stepping back into the air and letting his heel settle there as he leans back. It's almost impossible now how much he's balancing though the truth of the matter was he actually wasn't. He's cheating with his Power to Choose as he chooses not to touch the air behind his heel.

"No, I don't think I will allow that. I haven't been slapped by many and you don't really deserve that kind of attention from me~ But I'll repeat myself once more. I am not in any danger."

Her eyes flickered up to his eyes and then back to his little balancing act. What did he mean he wasn't in any danger? Rip could easily just push him off and be done with it! "Und vhy do you zay zhat? I could still very easily give you a light push und you vould fall to your death easily."

She took a step forward with a slight, vicious grin. "In fact, I vould try my hardest to get avay with it vhile I could. Besides, a slap is hardly anyzhing more zhan a trivial vay to relieve my stress. Surely you vould razher zhat zhen my maiming zomeone."

The fact it looks like he's not balancing at all should be a big tip off to something he shouldn't be withholding. Right now his Power to Choose is fully active so if she tried to push him without an intent to attack she's find her hand passing right through him. But given her malicious ways he has no doubt she would. "Can you? Your fear has you locked in as it should."

But it is his other little secret as his grin widens further until it almost looks like it might crack on its own that is disarming. "I don't care what happens to the citizens of this place personally. Sure, it would be unfortunate but I'm not going to go out of my way to save them." Especially over something like a slap.

...She's starting to realize that he's not balancing and might be a little confused as to how he's pulling this off. If anything, it's giving her a distraction from her anger and making it lessen slightly. Rip was still too easy to rile up though..

...Especially when he mentioned her fear. That had her bristling again and glaring.Well, he had her calmed down for a moment..

"I don't fear anyzhing! Zhere's nothing here to keep me 'locked' from doing vat I vant." Again she was moving closer, almost dangerously so as she kept watching his every movement.

"Iz zhat so~? Zhen I suppose zhat makes you slightly more interesting zhan just a zhe average charlatan."

"You fear nothing? No, I don't believe that for a moment." Because everyone feared something. A lot of people feared death.

He's waiting patiently as she walks forward and while he wasn't sure how fast she was it doesn't stop him from spreading his arms wide and sliding back to the edges of his toes with a half scoot of his foot. "Everyone fears something even those that say they have no fear."

If she gets close enough, or close enough to grab, he will lean forward with a grin, "No one can say otherwise. It is what compels us forward or makes us hide."

Her fears were not something she wanted to think about. Failure, death.. the very things that drove her desire to defy what fate she may have and survive to prove she was worth something!

But, that wasn't something she was going to share with the likes of him. She was more than happy to say she had no fear and leave it at that! As for how fast she is, well, he was about to find out in a second as she darted forward to grab him only to find him leaning over her her with a grin she'd love to slap off his face.

"Vatever fear I might haf iz none of your business to know about."

His fingers twitch at his side at how close she is and with that intent to attack hanging in the air. She's got a hold of him and he's letting her because the minute he's allowed her to touch him, it's all over. His arms slide around her body with a pat of his hand against her back and he straightens up with his grin fixed now on his face.

"That's fine. I don't need to know your fears. You know them already," he says as he allows his foot to slide backwards and they start to teeter backwards without hesitation. When his Power to Choose gives way so does his body, along with hers, off the edge with heel pushing them outwards into the air far away from the building. They are falling now and he's doing nothing to stop it. It's only after five stories does his heels shove into the air and his Power to Choose activates all over again. It's a rough stop but at least they aren't falling anymore, "Oops."

She tensed when she felt arms slide around her and then before she can react, he's pulling her over the edge with him! Whatever she expected him to do, this hadn't been it! Hell, it's pure instinct that has her clinging to him like a life raft as they fall five stories with her eyes screwed shut and her fear nearly radiating off of her!

Rip was no stranger to free falls when it came to jumping out say tall trees or even off shorter buildings, but, usually she was the one in control. This? She had no control over and that terrified her! The sudden stop didn't help after such a short distance and it was only him saying 'Opps' that even made her open her eyes and look down.. and then close them again.

"You're a crazy bastard."

...And she was definitely not letting go of him anytime soon.

"On the contrary," he says as he starts to rise further into the air with his power. "I am a gentleman." He was holding onto her even as they started to rise back up where they were except he's going further and higher to get out of the view of the windows.

"I could've sent you over the edge on your own but that would've been rude." He lets go with one arm to gesture into the air at how high they seemed to be, "Besides, according to you, you're not scared of anything."

She didn't care if he claimed to be gentleman, she still though he was a crazy bastard! How was he doing this? Even as they started to rise higher and higher, she wasn't letting go of him just in case he did decide to let go of her for some twisted reason.

"...You've proven your point." Rip can't help but follow his arm as he gestures at the empty space around them and if anything, that makes her tighten her hold a little more and if her heart still beat, it would be threatening to burst out of her chest right now!

"Have I?" he says with an larger air of mischief. He lifts his other arm now in order to be a complete jerk and he'll shrug with both of his hands as she clings to him. He will stop from ascending now that he's standing rather high and the wind is a little more breezy where they are.

"Does that mean you're actually scared~ No, that couldn't possibly be it. You were so determined a moment ago. Aren't you still angry? Don't you want trouble?"

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