daybreakacademy | Monster Mash

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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[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.

So, like, you're a real bad boy, huh brah?

[Mike seems excited by the prospect, fluttering his eyelashes and leaning in close, smile never wavering. Lowering his voice, he quietly says -]

Hey, so, like, if you want to wait for like, until the end, this singer's gonna do some real necromancy shit in a bit? So, like, I want him before then, because like, dude, I'm seriously hungry, and all these humans around are making me, like, need some major munchies, you feel me? If, like, you manage to somehow get him over here or off the stage or something so I can get his soul and get, like, these human souls, I'll let you go to, like, town on them. Get some blood in you, like, because you look a little skinny? And, like, if you wanna do something after, then just, like, hit me up? I'm always down for a good time with a cutie~

[...

God, you can feel the judging glare Moriarty has right now. Luckily, he merely looks like a chaperone unhappy to be there than anything else.]

[Sherlock could feel that judging look, and he can't blame the man, while he's finding it increasingly difficult to hide his sheer revulsion at the daemon's bloodthirsty nature. Mike did seem like an airhead, but still not to be underestimated. His body language was still open, receptive, his green eyes half-lidded with the lazy smirk still on his lips.]

Hmm... if it feels good, is it really bad? Well, that explains a few less heartbeats than I thought there'd be in a place this full, bit like putting some empty plates in a buffet. So I see, you get the cherry on top while I'll take out the filling. I might be down for it, especially when it's going to be nice and dark - perfect for a bloody show.

[Let him think things are coming up Mike, nothing's going to disrupt the concert. Funny, Mike didn't mention the other Daemons... does he not know? Best not to mention it just in case.]

But until then, I think I might go find a pretty little thing who had a little too much to drink so I can get a nice buzz when it happens - so it'll be a ripping good time. See you around, Mike.

[With that, he casually drops the cigarette, stamping it out with his foot, giving a wink before he slips back into the crowd. He will need a long shower after this.]

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[Mike nods, clearly pleased with the prospect of his future dinner date, clapping a hand on Sherlock's shoulder before he leaves.]

Yeah, like, go have some fun! Just don't get like, overstuffed before dinner, bruh, though like, I'm sure you're super cute when you're buzzed. See you laaaaaateeeer~!

[And he happily lets the other man go, turning to go and mingle with the rest of the crowd.

You've gotten as much as you could from this Daemon, you feel.]

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