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Who: Moriarty, Grimm, Jolyne, Rex, Tobias, Sarona, Maya, and Sherlock.
What: Mission time! And this time, it's certain to be a THRILLER night! ...I'm sorry.
Where: An open-air concert in Austria
When: October 17th
Warnings: Potential violence/death depending on player choices.

[They'd all gotten the lowdown - there was a shapeshifting artifact, and the threat of an entire concert of humans becoming undead slaves to a musician too big for his britches and arrogant enough to think there's no downside to using something so powerful to his own whims.

So, of course, the Academy sent people out to take care of it. And, of course, Moriarty decided to take charge. After a thorough briefing - Though leaving out some information about the singer himself, of course, to test their intelligence gathering skills - everyone found themselves at an open air concert, packed full of an excited crowd as security and roadies began to set up for the concert.

...However, the security and the roadies look a bit...odd. That's eerily good zombie makeup, after all...

Playing the part of a beleaguered chaperone to these teens and young adults, Moriarty seats himself a bit away, giving a tired wave - all an act, of course, and told beforehand during the briefing.]

Go on, go mingle in the crowd before the show starts. Aah, where are my earplugs...

[Of course, he never puts any in, and his eyes scan the crowd as the students scatter, keeping an eye out so he can potentially swoop in and defuse the situation if anything gets especially hairy.

Go time.]

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[It's pretty jam-packed in here, though there might be some things to notice...? At the very least, there are at least four presences that are distinctly...off.

Will someone scope them out before going to talk?

There's also the crowd proper, chatting excitedly about the upcoming concert, and the singer himself. Maybe it might be a good idea to listen in, or ask a few questions.]

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[1-2 people on this one, please, at least until the subheading for each 'person' is up.]

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[the vampire seemed oddly at ease at this venue despite his mannerisms and dress at the Academy itself would suggest. His hair worn loose, dressed in oil-stained jeans, a concert tee, cigarette in hand. Seeing the location, he put on a faint Bavarian accent as he mingles in the crowd, eyes, ears, and nose shifting through, picking out those that did not seem human]

[There are definitely Four Daemons in the crowd that he'll be able to make out.]

[Interesting, so there are other interests at play, he goes to catches Moriarty's eyes in crowd, an indication he noticed something, before doing an assessment, approaching the daemon that seem most likely to be chatty, putting on a casual, somewhat playful air]

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[The First Daemon is...

Well, he's a stereotypical Chad. Blond hair, blue eyes, big body, muscles...he looks like the kind of dude who people would throw themselves at, or think he's incredibly cool. He's wearing a Hellbent Prisoner shirt, humming pleasantly to himself with a wide smile on his face.]

[The daemons are clearly waiting for something... but what? He considers his options, the daemon in the hoodie and the in the suit are out, they're clearly here for business, anyone approaching would immediately raise their suspicion, and he'll unlikely get anything worthwhile on them. The woman is at ease, almost too at ease - she's clearly an old hand at blending in and making deals, she may suss out his intentions... leaving the muscle man.

He can't underestimate him, but he seems approachable. He grins casually, approaching with his cigarette]

Well, aren't you quite a stand out in this crowd?

[The vampire calls playfully with a lilt in his tongue, using almost a coded word, asking 'are you like us, and not like these humans?' that could be easily played off as an ice breaker]

[The Daemon blinks - before somehow breaking into a Wider grin, reaching out a hand with a laugh.]

Always am, brah. So, like, you come to take in the sights and the music, too? It's supposed to, like, be a killer event, you know?

[...Oh god. That's a valley girl accent. And the inherent, easily dismissed wording...

Oh yes. He knows what's going on here.]

The dude here's supposed to be, like, pretty good. Least that's what my bros were telling me all the time when, like, they listened to his music and stuff. Though, like, I've not heard a lot? I know I should but like, I just don't have time, you know? Oh, right, I'm like - I'm Mike, brah. And what's your, like, name?

[His face kept that sly, playful expression while internally he felt like hissing in response - but the wording... Killer. So they're not the only ones who realized the true nature of the concert, but for several Daemons to show up - he has to keep digging.

He casually rest his hand on the crook of his elbow, giving a light snort before taking a drag]

You'll laugh, but it's Engel, I heard all the lines. Don't think my parents had any idea of what sort of person I would end up when they picked that one. But yeah, Thorn's got that kind of voice that makes one wanna do all kind of things - didn't expect to hear it again since the band broke up.

Oh, dude, all sorts of things? You got, like, experience you're speaking from, there?

[Oh god, he's receptive to the flirting, winking at Sherlock.]

Engel...nice, bruh. But yeah, like, I'm looking forward to this, like, a lot? It should be, like, really fun...hey, are you, like, in costume right now? Because, like, you'd make an absolutely amazing vampire.

[Another wink.]

Though, like, if after this, you wanna like, hang out sometime, I'd be down. Or, like, maybe we could catch a meal together?

[Well that worked a little well, but he doesn't falter, flashing a wicked grin, showing for a moment a flash of fang]

I like to think I know a thing or two, done a few things that'll make a priest cry... not that it takes much to do so....

[He casually hitches a shoulder]

Oh, I might be up for it, I was getting a bit of a snack - the vendors might be a little pricey, but there are ways to eat on the cheap.

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[This Daemon looks...like an incredibly grumpy man, about in his early 30's, with long brown hair tied into a messy ponytail. He's smoking a clove cigarette while grumbling under his breath, eyes trained on the stage and only the stage, impatiently tapping his foot. He's also clearly not really dressed for this sort of concert, looking a bit more on the 'business casual' side than anything else.]

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[He made his way around, Mike gave some details, but not quite enough to paint a full picture. The vampire did a quick reassessment, the woman is a possibility, the man - is more likely, he seemed more impatient than guarded.

With that, he makes his way through the crowd towards him, scanning him over]

Got business with the main attraction?

You could say that.

[The man gives him an annoyed glance, keeping his mouth shut - before sighing.]

Really, I don't want to be here at all - I'd rather be at home instead of waiting for some stupid concert to start, but - business.

[He speaks quietly enough so they can't be overheard in the crowd]

Your manner of dress certainly didn't suggest you're a fan of outdoor concerts - and it's timed after the concert ends, otherwise you would be heading backstage instead of waiting out here in the chill.

[Compare to his flirting with Mike, he's keeping it strictly professional here, he does cast a glance in the direction of where the backstage could be seen]

Of course I'm not. I just don't want to be kicked out by his security - so I'm stuck waiting until he's finished this whole...thing.

[Another puff on his cigarette, before he gives another grumpy sigh.]

So? Who are you with? And don't tell me you're with a bunch of friends - I can tell you're not exactly normal.

[The third Daemon looks like she belongs to the concert herself - wearing a glossy black leather outfit with spikes on her shoulders, as well as spiked wristbands, a spiked choker, short white hair, and striking makeup. She's actually chatting with some of the humans around, pleasant as can be, and even offering her number to a few unfortunate souls - and her red eyes (which she waves off as contacts) keep quickly scouring the grounds every so often.]

[Sarona looks like she fits in, but on the more casual side. Black jeans with holes, cut up t-shirt with dueling electric guitars on the front and a black tank underneath, finger-less gloves almost to her elbow, and her hair done half-up with tiny braids with black beads and silver clasps spread throughout. It helps to look older than you really are by being over six feet in the small heel on her boots. She mingles for a good twenty minutes, moving herself around the crowd while keeping an eye on the woman.

But eventually she makes her way over.]

How many people have told you how good you look tonight? I'm guessing more than ten.

[The woman looks over at that, before laughing in a beguiling way.]

Definitely more~ Though I'd imagine you've gotten some comments yourself, riiiight? You look pretty good yourself~

[Her tone is casual and flirty as she talks.]

So? What's your name, huuuuh~?

I get my share of looks, but I'd been hoping you'd send one my way. You didn't so I thought I'd be a bit more direct.

[She holds out her hand.]

Gabrielle. But you can call me Ella. What's your name?

Well, I always do like people who take initiative! I'm Dani~ Nice to meet you, Ella~

[She takes it, shaking firmly.]

So? You wanna talk...or do you just want my number? Because I wouldn't mind giving it to you, if that's what you'd like.

What choices. [She does let go but not before giving just a quick little rub at the back of Dani's hand with her thumb. Sari wants her to know just how interested she is.]

I'm a greedy girl. Can't I have both? I wanted to find the fun happening tonight and, oh look, here you are. I'm not sure one conversation will be enough already.

[The final daemon is is quiet, wearing a gray hoodie, which they keep over their head, showing only the bottom of their face. There's not much hint to who they are, beyond that they're darker skinned, and seems to have dressed comfortably for the occasion. They seem to be standing in one place, not interacting, and waiting for...something.]

[You know, given they were given jack all about the singer himself? It's probably in her best interest to go listen in to the crowd proper to figure out what information she can get from them. Given it's a pretty large and bustling thing, she's pretty sure no one would notice her listening in and having a small string down her side to listen to another group a little further off.

Subtle isn't normally her strong suit, but she's learned a thing or two in the past few months to make this more useful than it normally is.]

[Thankfully, it's pretty easy to listen in - it's a concert, after all, and everyone that's chatting are mostly fans of this guy.

'Man, I'm so excited! Thorn's been out of the public eye for like, ever!'

'I know, right? I still have all of Hellbent Prisoner's albums from when they were still together! I know he's gonna play a few of the real popular songs this time.'

'Oh, and he's def gonna do his solos, right? Those are so cool!'

'Well he is going solo, so yeah!'

...The general chatter seems to be excited - Thorn is the name of the man in charge, and was part of a decently popular band a little bit back. It's most likely a stage name, though. Though it appears he left the limelight for a bit after his band split up...]

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Monster Mash

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DAEMON FOUR

YOU SAW NOTHING

I saw a thing