01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle.   Posted by Narrator.Group: 0
Narrator
 NPC, 9 posts
Thu 8 Jun 2017
at 04:34
01.01: The Golf Club at newcastle
The ceremony was on Prestwick Terrace, overlooking Lake Washington, Seattle, Bellevue and the Olympic Mountains.  They had fair weather (no rain), no major hiccups, and nobody standing up to say "She can't marry that guy!".  It was simple, and straight-forward and just lovely.  Even if there were over a hundred and fifty people crowded around them.

People made Abigail nervous.  She was friendly and gregarious and a spark of wit in even the darkest times.  But she had no idea she even knew a hundred and fifty people!   Of course, some of those people had to be Jermain's family.

Jermaine  was a rock, though.  He cut a fine figure in his dress blacks.   They'd had their off and on relationship for years.  She worried.  With the drug problems in Seattle, being a policeman put him on the line every day.  But she knew what she was getting into.  If the Incident with the Dog showed her anything it's that everything could take a left-turn without notice.  You just had to grab your joy while you could!

St Andrews Ballroom was a glorious affair:  an 18-foot ceiling with floro to ceiling windows that looked out onto the spectacular view.  The tented Prestwick Terrace featured grand chandeliers and an area set up for dancing and mingling.

There was a small security contingent present, but they were mostly discreet.  Seattle Police were present, but a lot less discreet.  Jermaine was one of theirs, though, and they weren't on-duty.  And then there was the whole family, extended family, the friends from the hospital, the nursing staff at Special Care, the strange Internet friends that Abigail had, Jermain's Ultimate friends, his geocaching friends.

With everything that had been happening over the past six months, folks needed some good news for a change.

This message was last edited by the player at 19:49, Mon 12 June 2017.

Narrator
 NPC, 10 posts
Mon 19 Jun 2017
at 10:46
01.01: The Golf Club at newcastle
When it was all said, the marriage deed done, the papers signed in front of everybody, and the words "I do." uttered in breathless honesty, that's when it was time to cut loose.

Abigail and Jermaine danced and cut the cake.  He removed her garter and she threw her bouquet.

Rick, the manager of Dante's hired the remaining three members of Hunter's Moon for the reception.  Even with a replacement drummer, they sounded amazing.  It didn't matter what song the crowd threw out at them, they played it--or something like it.  He even got Rachel Kane up on stage--the musical polyglot, not her Bowie-esque alter-ego, Rhapsody.
Control
 GM, 257 posts
Mon 19 Jun 2017
at 10:50
01.01: The Golf Club at newcastle
Right now, I'm simply looking for a placement post, to put your character at the reception/revel.  The time is nearing midnight the day before the summer solstice.
Gordon
 Wizard of Oz, 103 posts
 Psychiatrist/Psychomancer
 White Counsel Wizard
Tue 20 Jun 2017
at 06:13
01.01: The Golf Club at newcastle
Gordon stood just off the bar.  He held the champaign flute in his hand.  He tended to sip.  Of course, he looked sharp.  Not enough to upstage the groom, of course, that would be rude.  But, he knew how to wear a suit.

He was surprised to be here though.  The invite caught him a little off guard.  He knew Abigail through her work at the hospital, but mostly through though the incident...and then fall out....at Willa's.  A bond forged through trauma.  She some to handle it well.  Using it as a catalyst to drive herself forward instead of spiral.

He smiled at himself.

Enough psychoanalyzing for tonight, Gordon.

Luke
 Malvoran Virgin, 40 posts
Wed 21 Jun 2017
at 00:58
01.01: The Golf Club at newcastle
Luke found it mildly odd to be present as one of Abigail's 'weird Internet friends' as opposed to being part of the security. It let him dress up in a suit, and invite his fiancee, but he felt peculiarly vulnerable with how few tricks of his trade he had close at hand.

But Nicole looked beautiful, and dancing with her was a pleasure they indulged in too rarely.
Mona
 Werecat, 21 posts
 Fate Points: 2
Wed 21 Jun 2017
at 02:34
01.01: The Golf Club at newcastle
Those few who had the opportunity to get to know her would never have imagined Mona in a dress. It was clear from her tense expression at the start of things that she hadn't, either. She wore it awkwardly, and it was pretty clear she'd only had a few quick lessons in the past days on how to walk in those shoes. As the happy event went on, Mona began to relax more and more. There were a lot of people, but they were all friends and family. Even so, she wasn't there for any of them. She was there for her brother and her friend, and that thought helped keep her calm. She stayed quiet and watched everything, as she'd never seen a wedding before. It was all fascinating and beautiful. Sometimes she forgot that humans could make beautiful things too. Maybe she was spending too much time in the dirt. Or maybe beauty was just something you had to really look for to see.



Either way, Mona was actually pretty happy to have been there once the ceremony was all over, and found it much easier to talk to people. Right up until it suddenly wasn't. An uncle had come in from out of town for the wedding, and managed to catch her on the way to the bar. He already had a drink of his own, and the conversation went from idle "how've you been" chatter (to which she dodged any and all questions relating to her line of work) to the much less fun topic.

"So where's Alan? If he's shaved that beard, I doubt I'd recognize him." He laughed a little at his own joke, and Mona immediately regained all the discomfort she'd shed.

"You know dad. He doesn't go in for all this wedding stuff. Just another day to him." Mona shifted uncomfortably and glanced to Jermaine, chatting happily in a little group.

"So where is he then? Doesn't he care about his own son's wedding?" This sort of thing was precisely why Mona didn't like being around people, for the most part. Too many questions, too judgmental. She bristled, but gave a very quick, very stiff shrug.

"He's just past the end of a pier. Walk off it and ask him yourself." And she fumed off toward the bar, wobbling a little on the right heel. It sort of ruined the effect, but she wasn't really interested in how she looked. The young lady (another thing she wore awkwardly, more used to being a "creepy chick" than a "lady" of any sort) plopped down on a seat and asked for "something weddingy." She got a champagne of her own and had a bit more than just a sip.

"Ugh. People. ...Hey, this ain't bad." Another drink, smaller and slower this time, and she was starting to calm down again.
Gordon
 Wizard of Oz, 104 posts
 Psychiatrist/Psychomancer
 White Counsel Wizard
Wed 21 Jun 2017
at 06:43
01.01: The Golf Club at newcastle
"Hello Mona," greets Gordon as she storms over.  He wisely waits until after she has her first drink before continuing.

"How are you finding this evening?"
Marcus
 Guardian of Gates, 58 posts
 2 Fate Points
Wed 21 Jun 2017
at 07:36
01.01: The Golf Club at newcastle
Marcus' attire at the reception had the look of someone's slightly bewildered old uncle who only recalled the event at the last minute with time enough to dig a suit out and get it to the cleaners but not quite soon enough for it to lose the just cleaned look before arriving at the wedding. To the relief of those who had seen him before the clothing was clean and unpatched though possibly several decades out of style. His hair had been cut as close to his skull as it was possible to get without exposing skin and the normal glasses he wore replaced with lighter instead and framed ones which he blinked at the world through in a faintly owlish manner.

The ceremonial part of the whole affair had been easy enough, he knew the motions for weddings as well as the apt reactions where needed and how to pass himself as enough of a harmless old codger who provided heartfelt congratulations to a bride her barely knew and a groom Marcus recognised only from seeing him on the streets at one point or another. Where he began to run into difficulties was in the reception itself.

His experience with events like this in recent years had been more limited to formalised fae gatherings, not the sort of place where one could lower their guard or treat any conversation as safe territory. The last time he had been to one of these sort of events surrounded by predominately mortals things had been rather different both in terms of the topics of discussion and what sort of behaviours was appropriate. Combine that with a degree of awkwardness imposed by an inability to mention much of what he did and his options for small talk dried up fairly rapidly.

As the evening wore on he began to retreat a bit more from the dangers posed by conversation, instead settling down to watch the comings and goings and eavesdrop on conversations as he began to trace a mental map of how people fed back to the bride and groom. The challenge helped both with keeping him focused and getting the right feel for the way discussions were going as the night went on.
Mona
 Werecat, 23 posts
 Fate Points: 3
Sat 24 Jun 2017
at 05:31
01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle
With a light sigh, Mona turned to give a small smile to the wizard at the party.

"Hey, Dr. Ericson. Tonight's fantastic. Everything's beautiful, my brother and Abby are smiling. He's always so uptight about everything, it's good to see him like this. These shoes are ridiculous, and I'm not really used to...dressing up. But it's nothing I can't handle." She glanced down at the high heels, then shrugged to Gordon.

"How about you? You look pretty natural in the tux, but kinda more like you're watching the party, not part of it." Mona scanned the crowd again, and didn't catch sight of the annoying relative again, but did notice some familiar faces. Marcus stood out more than others as he separated from the mingling crowd. "Huh. That makes three of us."
Willa
 Clued-In Mortal, 24 posts
Sun 25 Jun 2017
at 00:02
01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle
"That's the secret of big social gatherings." Willa said from behind Gordon and Mona.  She turned around, a glass of white wine in one hand, a snack of some sort of finger food on a toothpick in the other.  It looked like a potsticker, but could have been gyoza or dumplings or even a perogie.

"Forgive the interrupting." Willa said.  She was wearing a midnight blue velvet dress with a modest neckline and a hem just above her knee. A small silver teardrop hung about her neck, matching the earrings she wore.  She brushed an imaginary hair from her upper chest and cocked her head to one side.  "But we didn't want anyone to feel like too much of an outsider.  So, it just made sense to invite a wider range of friends.  We couldn't have anyone standing alone in a corner without anybody to talk to.

Willa popped the potsticker into her mouth and savored it, all the while looking graceful about it.  "Your family has quite a... colorful personality." Willa commented to Mona.  "When you're ready to leave, I'd be glad to manufacture a distraction for them.

This message was last edited by the player at 00:02, Sun 25 June 2017.

Narrator
 NPC, 11 posts
Sun 25 Jun 2017
at 05:12
01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (Gordon, Mona, Willa)
As they spoke, a short bald man in a cheap black suit approached.  There was a small gold pin on his lapel that read "Four Seasons."

"Excuse me." he said, glancing back and forth between the three of them.    "I'm Todd.   I have a young lady in the manager's office.  She seems disoriented and confused.  But she had this card with her."  Todd presented one of Gordon's mundane business cards.
Narrator
 NPC, 12 posts
Sun 25 Jun 2017
at 05:35
01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (Luke & Nicole)
After "Camera Shy" Nicole led Luke off the dance-floor.  A tall woman in an emerald silk dress turned from the bar, an elongated fluted wine-glass in her hand.  She crossed her legs and let the part of her dress slip, revealing the edge of a bow on her creamy white thigh.

"You two look lovely together."  she said with an enormous smile.  "Like you're made for each other."
Gordon
 Wizard of Oz, 105 posts
 Psychiatrist/Psychomancer
 White Counsel Wizard
Sun 25 Jun 2017
at 08:15
01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (Gordon, Mona, Willa)
In reply to Narrator (msg # 11):

He frowns at the business card.  His clients know better.  If it is an emergency.... then get to the ER, go to the hospital, or call the police.  Because if they call him, that is what he usually ends up doing anyway.  They just end up adding a step.  A step which could cost them.

Of course.... his business cards are everywhere.  Anyone could have picked one up.  This might be someone desperate or confused.  Trying to get help with no clue to as how.

Then...there is the distinct possibility of this being one of his other clients.  And the situation could be far from mundane.

He smiles at the man to put him at ease.

"I am sure it is nothing, but it does happen.  I am sorry for any inconvenience," he says as he puts down his glass and looks at the others across the dance floor, "If Willa would be so kind to keep an eye on things here, could you take me to the young lady?"

He looks at Mona.

"Would you join me, Mona?," he then adds for explanation, "Sometimes younger people feel better with woman around than just a doctor in an expensive suit."

Of course, if it is NOT a psychiatric issue then backup would be appreciated.
Mona
 Werecat, 24 posts
 Fate Points: 3
Sun 25 Jun 2017
at 09:04
Re: 01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle
Willa:
"That's the secret of big social gatherings." Willa said from behind Gordon and Mona.  She turned around, a glass of white wine in one hand, a snack of some sort of finger food on a toothpick in the other.  It looked like a potsticker, but could have been gyoza or dumplings or even a perogie.

"Forgive the interrupting." Willa said.  She was wearing a midnight blue velvet dress with a modest neckline and a hem just above her knee. A small silver teardrop hung about her neck, matching the earrings she wore.  She brushed an imaginary hair from her upper chest and cocked her head to one side.  "But we didn't want anyone to feel like too much of an outsider.  So, it just made sense to invite a wider range of friends.  We couldn't have anyone standing alone in a corner without anybody to talk to.

Willa popped the potsticker into her mouth and savored it, all the while looking graceful about it.  "Your family has quite a... colorful personality." Willa commented to Mona.  "When you're ready to leave, I'd be glad to manufacture a distraction for them.


Mona tensed again at Willa's approach, more out of surprise than anything else. She nodded at the woman's explanation of how this sort of thing worked, but only gave an awkward shrug at the offer of escape.

"Oh, it's... Thanks, but I probably shouldn't just ditch Jerry." The arrival of Todd and the plea for help got Mona to watch with some interest, and the momentary resignation to having to head back into the crowd to mingle some more. Willa's offer was sounding better by the moment.

Gordon:
In reply to Narrator (msg # 11):
...
"I am sure it is nothing, but it does happen.  I am sorry for any inconvenience," he says as he puts down his glass and looks at the others across the dance floor, "If Willa would be so kind to keep an eye on things here, could you take me to the young lady?"

He looks at Mona.

"Would you join me, Mona?," he then adds for explanation, "Sometimes younger people feel better with woman around than just a doctor in an expensive suit."

Of course, if it is NOT a psychiatric issue then backup would be appreciated.


That got Mona's attention. She sat up straight, eyes on Gordon, and took a quick glance at Todd. Half a dozen alarms were going off in her head, which was about one more than usual. As a purveyor of secrets, she was still a little uneasy about being around Gordon for too long. His reputation as a psychomancer warred with his reputation as a stand-up guy, and she didn't have a lot of trust to go spreading around. Still, if what she knew about wizards was true, he'd be dead if he were anything for her to be concerned about.

"Me? Uh, sure. If I can help out." She set down her glass and slipped out of the seat, still unsteady on her heels. She did her best in front of Willa, though, who'd arranged for the shoes in the first place. And the dress, actually. Mona gave the wealthier woman a grinning nod and went over to Gordon. Looked like she wouldn't need that distraction after all.

"Lead on, boss."
Narrator
 NPC, 15 posts
Sun 25 Jun 2017
at 22:07
Re: 01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (The Marshall)
Silas watched the ebb and flow of the crowd, satisfied that there didn't appear to be any immediate threats.   It would be gratifying should the event not be tainted by something nasty and ugly.   There was enough nastiness and ugliness around.

By the time Jermaine and Abigaile were getting ready to depart, it looked like everything went off without a hitch.

Then, a flash of green caught The  Marshall's eye.  A redhead at the bar in emerald green.  She wore heels that looked impossible to walk in.  And, all about her there was a subtle glow, like the breathless excitement before one leaps off a cliff.   In that moment, The Marshall knew he'd seen her before, but that it was highly unlikely that she was friends with either the bride or the groom.

This message was last edited by the player at 22:07, Sun 25 June 2017.

Narrator
 NPC, 15 posts
Sun 25 Jun 2017
at 22:02
Re: 01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (Marcus)
There was no doubt that it was an interesting mix of friends.  Between mortal cops and artists, and the surprising number of supernaturally-touched among the crowd, it was only a matter of time before some sort of strangeness broke out.

Marcus watched the ebb and flow of the crowd, noting the tentative steps of interaction between strangers and the too-familiar graspings of old friends trying to leverage the wedding situation for more-than-friendship congress.

Then, a flash of green caught his eye.  A redhead at the bar in emerald green.  She wore heels that looked impossible to walk in.  All about her there was a subtle glow, like the breathless excitement before one leaps off a cliff.   In that moment, Marcus knew he'd seen her before.


As Marcus made the connection, the redhead turned and talked with Luke and Nicole, who'd just vacated the dance-floor.
Control
 GM, 266 posts
Sun 25 Jun 2017
at 22:08
Re: 01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (Marcus)
Exit Gordon & Mona --> 01.02 Four Seasons Back of House

Still on-scene:  Luke, Marcus, Willa, Silas

Pending responses:
  • Luke: Message #12
  • Marcus: Message #16
  • The Marshall: Message #15

Marcus
 Guardian of Gates, 59 posts
 2 Fate Points
Sun 25 Jun 2017
at 22:51
Re: 01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (Marcus)
Noting Gordon and Mona be approached by a clear staff member for an instant Marcus tensed, wondering why they might be sought out. Based off what he could see the Wizard was the target of the man's attention though, and while he could not identify  the topic they discussed it at least seemed like one where whatever the problem may be it was not with either of the parties there. Watching all three head elsewhere together he briefly considered following but put the concern aside. This was a party, while there was much that could happen the Wizard and Mona together would not be easily caught unaware or quietly.

Instead he turned his attention elsewhere, a nod to Silas as his gaze went over to him and a brief smile at the sight of Luke and his partner. The woman addressing them however earned a more noticeable pause in his scan of the party. Standing from his chair Marcus moved towards the bar, pausing by the Marshal as he passed by to smile at the other man and mutter a few words to him.
Luke
 Malvoran Virgin, 41 posts
Tue 27 Jun 2017
at 19:20
Re: 01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (Luke & Nicole)
Narrator:
After "Camera Shy" Nicole led Luke off the dance-floor.  A tall woman in an emerald silk dress turned from the bar, an elongated fluted wine-glass in her hand.  She crossed her legs and let the part of her dress slip, revealing the edge of a bow on her creamy white thigh.

"You two look lovely together."  she said with an enormous smile.  "Like you're made for each other."


Luke grins toothily. "It often feels like we were." Glancing at the options the bar provides, he orders a rum and coke. Nicole orders a Brown Cow, with a small laugh.

Glancing back at the lady in green, Luke asks, "How do you know the wedded couple?"
The Marshal
 Gunslinger of Oz, 46 posts
Thu 29 Jun 2017
at 03:43
Re: 01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (Marcus)
Silas had shown up late, thankfully well before the call for any objections... but late none the less. Like the others, he appears to have dropped money on a nice tuxedo-- one right out of a Texas fashion boutique. All charcoal greys, with stylish splashes of dull maroon. Black boots, and iconic cowboy hat. To say he caught a lot of looks from the bridesmaids is an understatement, even the officiator blinked in surprise at the late entrant quietly taking a seat in the back. He looked like he just stepped out of a Nicolas Sparks movie or something.

After the I Do's, Silas mingled. Again, it wasn't his forte, but he was capable. The Duchess had ensured that long ago. He'd played elbow candy more than a few times at Sidhe balls. So, this was manageable.

Narrator:
Then, a flash of green caught The  Marshall's eye.  A redhead at the bar in emerald green.  She wore heels that looked impossible to walk in.  And, all about her there was a subtle glow, like the breathless excitement before one leaps off a cliff.   In that moment, The Marshal knew he'd seen her before, but that it was highly unlikely that she was friends with either the bride or the groom.


Silas had a thing for red hair. That was one of Faerie's worst kept secrets regarding the Huntmaster, and he did a double take before realizing who it was that had really really caught his attention.


Marcus:
Instead he turned his attention elsewhere, a nod to Silas as his gaze went over to him and a brief smile at the sight of Luke and his partner. The woman addressing them however earned a more noticeable pause in his scan of the party. Standing from his chair Marcus moved towards the bar, pausing by the Marshal as he passed by to smile at the other man and mutter a few words to him.


The Marshal looks at his glass, realizing it likely wouldn't be enough for what was about to follow. "Yeah. Should top off for this most likely." He sighs a shallow breath, and nods to the bar tender to pour him another double. "Think she's here for us, or..."

This message was last edited by the player at 03:23, Fri 30 June 2017.

Annie
 NPC Wedding Guest, 1 post
Fri 30 Jun 2017
at 12:54
Re: 01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (Luke & Nicole)
quote:
Glancing back at the lady in green, Luke asks, "How do you know the wedded couple?"


"Artwork, mainly." the redhead smiled, put down her wine glass.  "The bride helped a friend of mine out once.  I offered to repay the favor.  Oh, they are lovely.  There's something so tingly about love, isn't there?  They'll probably even stand the test of time, I think.  Their baby is going to be hell on wheels, though.  she smiled and it was all teeth and mirth.
Luke
 Malvoran Virgin, 42 posts
Sun 2 Jul 2017
at 20:45
Re: 01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (Luke & Nicole)
Luke smiled politely. "Never met a child who wasn't."

He could not remember hearing about a pregnancy being announced, but Luke assumed he either forgot the detail, or that Annie was being presumptuous in her assumptions.

When Silas approaches the bar, Luke salutes him with his glass.
The Marshal
 Gunslinger of Oz, 49 posts
Mon 3 Jul 2017
at 00:29
Re: 01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (Luke & Nicole)
As yet drinkless, The Marshal doffs his hat respectfully to his business partner.

This message was last edited by the player at 14:02, Tue 04 July 2017.

Marcus
 Guardian of Gates, 62 posts
 2 Fate Points
Tue 4 Jul 2017
at 10:18
Re: 01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (Luke & Nicole)
"It's possible, I'd be surprised though. There's other ways she could assign either of us duties." Stretching his fingers slightly Marcus drummed them on the bar counter for an instant before offering the hunter a wider smile, "Though I suppose it's possible she might have a task for us too. Are you so short of work you feel a need for more?"
The Marshal
 Gunslinger of Oz, 50 posts
Tue 4 Jul 2017
at 14:08
Re: 01.01: The Golf Club at Newcastle (Luke & Nicole)
The Marshal smirks. So long as The Accords existed, there would be testing of bounds and outright breakages every day. "Only if it involves a vacation somewhere tropical."