House of Cards RP

Well, it looks like Beth has fallen asleep in the middle of the day. (Location can be anywhere!)

As she's mentioned to a few people recently she had been having some trouble when it came to sleeping...she just couldn't seem to get to sleep at night no matter how hard she tried. Well, that seems to have changed now although granted, it's not night time now. Feel free to stumble across her.

Oh, hi, Spade Castle, do you know where your King is? Because guess what, David's been MIA since about...oh, seven pm or so Saturday evening, not a hide nor hair of him has been found.

The cool thing is: no one ever saw him slip out of the castle with a certain "bad influence" and head down into Town, succinctly taking over a table and several bottles of expensive bourbon and cheap beer at the Four Suits. Because God Almighty, the man needs to relax and have a good time.


[Everyone's welcome to go nuts looking for David; "castle" threads can be the entry here and if someone manages to ferret out their location, feel free to jump in the sws entry, although there were no written communications left; this adventure is totes "off-book". Threadjacking and mayhem allowed! ^^]

Forward dated to Tuesday night.

She's thankful it's not as cold tonight as it was during the weekend when she was out and about getting the last batches of wire hidden in pockets within the streets here and there. She was supposed to sleep on Monday but... she couldn't sleep a wink. Shishi met with her early, going in one direction and she planned to meet Jinx in another.

It was rather pretty that night, sky a black velvet hovering above her head and stars twinkling brightly despite the sliver of moonshine. Perfect night for lovers to admire from windows before snuggling close. As long as they were snuggling or whatever they wanted to do, that was fine with Sandy. As long as it kept them away from windows.

She had work tonight. It wasn't intended to be a Valentine’s day gift despite her good intentions. And actually, it was going to be a touch late but... whatever.

Sandy stomped her feet and rubbed her hands together as she darted her gaze around as she waited for her partner in crime. The only things in her handy backpack of doom was a thermos with a mixture of hot chocolate and coffee, one with just hot chocolate, and some sweets she snitched from the kitchen. Something was going to have to keep them warm and awake for the next few hours. Then?

Lasandra hugged herself and closed her eyes.

Rest.

(ooc: Intended for Jinx but not locked to her! Shishi's participation was given the okay through emails and he's still welcomed to post. Others may post but expect crankiness and attempts to chase them off.)

The tournament was over. The Court-- quiet or restive-- had been entertained enough for one day. They lay low, or turned their heads toward one other talking of what they'd seen. The Arcana. The tumblers, singers, fun sport. That certain Number who'd had one too many drinks.

No one said anything to the solemn Jack when he slipped through the Spade's castle, walking with a purpose.

Victor-- perhaps not knowing what he'd done-- had given the man whiskey.

Lance-- knowing well what he did-- had accepted it.

The sharp clip of shoes whose shine had been dulled by a day walking earth found what they were looking for in one of the lower training rooms. "Hello, Julien." Lance walked in without a smile, he didn't linger in the door. He didn't care that he may be interrupting.

Lance swung a fist with all the power he had up toward the Ace's gut.

He was hoping that suprise would outweigh the lack of speed that such a heavy punch would have. Julien couldn't expect an outright attack.

I'm sure that it is no surprise to anyone that he has heard about the missing David. Controlling his urge to set certain area's on fire, he enters the castle instead in search of Athena's things in which he will return to her.

Which brings me to the next part which is that he will be disappearing until next Sunday after Tuesday Night. (No, he's not visiting Athena on that day but feel free to make assumptions) Also feel free to try and stop him but he does have very sharp knives and an unreasonably sharp deck of cards up his sleeves amongst other things. He's in mask, but he's not stupid enough to go wandering with bells. All black, slinking about the shadows.