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Carcosa, pt. 2

✖ Carcosa

Ⅰ. CARCOSA
You Are Still Here.

Another month, and you’re still in the city of Carcosa! Isn’t that just wonderful?

You still have access to the city’s temple and the High Temple.

The side effects you may have suffered from throughout the month of May are now at an end - if you had a pesky mask glued to your face the whole time it will now fall off. You might need a little moisturizer, but otherwise you’ll be just fine.

You could sit around inside the relative safety of the temples, of course, but why not get out there and explore the city some more? Come on, grumpypants!

Ⅱ. SPEAK EASY
CW: Optional alcohol consumption.

What kind of pet shop is filled with rambunctious yahoos and hot jazz music at 1 AM? That's right - the best damn pet shop in town! Sidle up to the back door of Curly's Pet Shop and a panel will open enough to reveal a pair of eyes. "What's the password?" you'll be asked. Whatever word first comes to your mind, well, that apparently is correct because you're let in at once.

The front of the building definitely does indeed house fish and birds and kittens, but the back room is definitely not a good place to find a new animal companion; you find yourself in a crowded little room with low lighting and a small bar crammed into one corner. There's seats and some tables, and most importantly there's a band playing jazz music across from the bar.

Why not take a seat and have a drink? It's probably not paint thinner. Probably. Maybe you'll spot some of your fellow Travelers and you can sit and have a chat. Make a new friend who can hold your hair back if you party too hard.

And you better hope that the place doesn’t get raided!

Notes:
1. The drinks are all era-appropriate - you’re not getting Redbull with vodka here - and even if your character has non-human physiology they will work the same as they would on a baseline human. That’s right, your magic or your healing-factor or your vampire blood is no match for these Gin Rickeys!

2. If Curly’s does get raided while you’re there, you can run and hide or choose to engage with the police, who are armed and not too shy about opening fire if you go on the offensive. As with the rest of the regular residents of Carcosa, the officers are human and can be killed. Killing them may affect the colour grading of your Scrywatch depending on the situation. (Is it beneficial to personal growth to kill in order to save someone else, for example? You tell me!)

3. Did you want a pet from the front of the building? Well, just remember that baby turtles and alligators might SEEM like a good idea, but they grow up! Also any animal you take will not travel with you to the next island. So sorry.

Ⅲ. EXPRESSIONISM YOURSELF
CW: Optional paranoia, hallucinations.
If you wander the streets at night, you may find yourself getting turned around. You'll find that the streets have lost their many lights, and the beautiful and delicate art deco architecture has given way to something much more stark and heavy. The buildings are block-like, but they curve in exaggerated ways that hurt the eye if looked at too long. All are in blacks and whites and greys. Nothing looks quite real, but you can walk along just fine. Probably better not to go off alone, though.

Periodically you will encounter that pesky sign of some sort painted on the walls. If you follow the sigils, you will eventually be led to a long staircase that winds down and down until it finally terminates in a large white room lit by a few electric lanterns. There's black paint there, with brushes. Maybe you're feeling creative?

Notes:
1. You’re pretty sick of this stupid sigil, aren’t you? In fact, you consider yourself QUITE the detective and have been searching after its meaning! Or maybe you played Call of Cthulhu a lot in college, you nerd!

Painting the sigil on the wall will cause you to feel disoriented and paranoid until you leave the white room. From that point on you can discover a copy of a play entitled The King In Yellow anywhere in the city you choose. Reading the first act of the play has no effect on you, however if you choose to read beyond the first line of the second act you will spend the rest of the month suffering from periodic hallucinations, often of a tall man in a pallid mask.

2. While there is no compulsion to paint, choosing to work out any of your character’s issues through art therapy can be reflected in your Scrywatch colour if it is significant enough.

Ⅳ. AS FAR BACK AS I CAN REMEMBER, I ALWAYS WANTED TO BE A GANGSTER
CW: Optional gun violence, injury.
Art? Theatre? Music? BAH! Boring!

Maybe your tastes are a little more on the dangerous side? Whatever this island may be, it seems to offer plenty of opportunities to get into the seedy underbelly. Maybe you feel the need to steal a car, rob a bank, transport some illegal hooch for a smiling fellow in a yellow fedora. Grab your tommy guns, kids, it's time to outrun the Feds!

Naturally, you could wind up injured having all of this fun, but surely you could get some help from your fellow Travelers, either directly or by having them haul you to some sort of underground doctor. These doctors do exist, although it might take a while to get referred to one by a local.

You might also find yourself under arrest and stuck in an old-timey jail cell for a month. What fun!

Notes:
1. As was stated in the first prompt, the regular residents of Carcosa are normal humans. Killing them is possible and may affect the colour grading of your Scrywatch depending on the situation. Any weapons you find are era-appropriate.

2. You can break out of jail if you’re resourceful enough.

3. The underground doctors aren’t working in a real hospital for a reason. In fact, some of them might be less doctors and more, well. Vets.

You still jamming to that Carcosa playlist?

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(Carter's eyes light up and his smile curves up into his funny little slanted grin.)

Are you kidding me? 'The Time of My Life' is a freakin' classic! I love Dirty Dancing, if we want to make it a whole spectacle we could even try to do the lift at the end. You don't look like you weigh a lot...

(He raises an eyebrow at her, still smiling)

I mean unless you are secretly made of like stone and I just can't tell.

( This... is not the reaction she'd been expecting. Either he's extremely polite to be going along with her silly suggestions the way he is or he really doesn't mind them. For a second she just looks at Carter, like she's waiting him for to say that it's all far too ridiculous and she shouldn't act like such a fool.

Since that moment doesn't come, she's soon smiling again. )

Oh, no, I'm not made of stone.

( Mainly plastic. But she doesn't weigh much differently to a human. Maybe a touch lighter. )

It would be impressive to pull it off... Could you imagine? I think it would be worth it just to see the looks on our fellow Travelers' faces.

(Oh he's not being polite, he really is excited for this idea, and as if to prove it he grins and pushes himself up off the floor.)

Great! Here I bet I could lift you right now, not like the full lift that takes practice but I bet I could pick you up in at smaller version of it.

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( Again, that comes as a surprise. She invited it, she supposes, but didn't imagine he'd make such an offer right now.

It really isn't proper behaviour. That's the first thought. She shouldn't have encouraged it. But then, she didn't think he'd take it as seriously as he apparently is. That it would just be one of those meaningless ideas people bounce around without it ever coming to fruition.

The sad truth is that she wants to make friends. To smile and laugh and have fun again. To be part of the world. Even if this world isn't the world she knows.

Hasn't she betrayed Elijah enough already? Or does it even matter anymore?

Those thoughts are too much to consider. So she sets them aside and smiles. Stands up and gently returns the rabbit to its enclosure with the quiet promise that she'll come back to give more fuss.

Then she goes back to Carter, expression uncertain yet intrigued. )

Okay. How do we do this?

So first I just need to judge how heavy you are, so I'm just going to pick you up for a second like a bride.

(He doesn't think she will be very heavy but he also doesn't want to assume anything, especially not on this bizarre island, so once he has explained and she looks prepared he stands next to her and then sweeps her easily up into his arms. He does a small spin with her in his arms and then places her back on the ground, smiling.)

Easy peasy.

( The apprehension gives way to giggling at the spin. It's... weird. How easy he - and others - have been to get along with is weird. She's almost forgotten how interaction with people can be easy.

Though none of these people know her very well. Or have had to live with her. Anyone can seem pleasant enough in small doses. )

Dirty Dancing lifts aside, that spin was quite impressive. I was a little nervous I might be heavier than you thought and I'd make your arms go all noodle-y.

( And there's another little laugh. )

Don't worry, it takes a lot more than that to make my arms go noodle-y.

(Which is a true statement, he isn't a big guy and he won't ever brag about his body but he does put in a lot of effort to be healthy and fit.)

Quick question before we try another lift, do you know how to engage your core muscles?

Oh, I didn't mean to imply that you aren't strong or capable. It was just a silly comment.

( One he seems to have taken perfectly well but there's always a wariness that eventually she'll say something.

The question isn't as simple as it should be. She gives a simple answer anyway.)

I'm sure I can do whatever you need me to do.

( While not built specifically for speed, endurance or feats of athleticism, she has a wide range of motion nonetheless and high sense of proprioception. )

(He smiles at her, wondering briefly why she seems so quick to explain or apologize every time she thinks she may have upset him.)

Okay great, we can try a simple ballet lift then. I'll stand behind you and I'll have my hands on your waist, when I say go I need you to bend at the knees and sort of push up off the ground. If you can, lock your core muscles and try to stay as still as possible.
Make sense?

( Chloe has seen a few ballet performances and so has enough of a reference to map out the necessary movements. Staying still shouldn't pose too much of an issue. )

Okay. I'm ready when you are.

(Carter gives her an encouraging smile and then stands behind her, placing his hands on her waist, making sure to not hit the lower section of her ribs.)

Okay. One, two, go.

(He feels her weight shift down and he moves with her, feeling for the moment when she pushes off the ground. The second he can tell she's jumped he locks his arms and helps lift her up high, it isn't a horizontal lift but he holds her suspended vertical in the air for as long as he can before gently lowering back to the ground.)

Very nice!

( In the air, she remains focused. The last thing she wants to do is risk hurting Carter with a false move. She feels secure enough in his hold so all she has to do is play her part and not send them crashing to the ground. Despite her concerns, Chloe is balanced and quite poised.

Once she's got both feet on the ground, she quickly turns to him with a delighted smile. )

Look at that - we did it! Well, you did it, really. Are you a dancer as well as a musician?

(He grins back at her, a slight blush creeping across his cheeks again.)

I guess so yeah, although I've never done ballet. Just hip hop, modern and uh...tap dancing. Which I know is really dorky.

I don't think it's dorky at all. You're someone of many talents and, in my opinion, you should be proud of all you can do. Though it does beg the question of whether there are any more skills hidden up your sleeve.

(He laughs and runs a hand through his hair, suddenly embarrassed by the amount of skills it seems that he has. In all honesty half of them are ones he picked up in order to help keep his mutant powers in check, and the others are ones he chose to do because he never wanted to be around his foster homes.)

Uh maybe just one more? I also do martial arts.

( Chloe opens her mouth to make yet another apology for embarrassing him but manages to stop herself. )

I thought that could be the case, since you mentioned wanting a dojo. What type of martial arts do you practice?

I practice karate mostly but also do tai chi in the mornings to help sort of relax and balance myself.

Oh, I like tai chi. And yoga, too. Have you ever tried it? Yoga, I mean. I find it very calming.

I've never tried yoga but I hear it's really good both mentally and physically, maybe one of these mornings you can show me some good poses.

Of course, I'd be very happy to. I'm hardly an expert but I think I could help you run through a good routine. A way to feel calm and balanced might help with some of... Well, you know. How things currently are. Create some small doses of normality where we can, hmm?

I think that's an excellent idea, I hope that our time here isn't always going to be chaotic but...well...you never know.
How long have you been doing yoga?

I suppose it wouldn't be much of a hero's journey if everything went smoothly.

( That's as far as her musings go. This time with Carter has been light and fun and she doesn't want to put a damper on it. )

For quite a few years now. Like you said with tai chi, it's mainly been a part of a morning routine. I haven't done it for a little while though so I hope I won't be too rusty.

I'm sure your body remembers more than you think it does. Muscle memory is kind of a fascinating thing.

(He smiles at her and raises an eyebrow)

So do you have any secret skills? Besides playing piano, harp and singing?

I'm sure you're right.

( All modesty aside, she knows he's right. Even if muscle memory has nothing to do with it.

There's a coyness to her as she doesn't want to come across as tooting her own horn. )

Well... I'm quite good at cooking. And I like to paint. I enjoy being creative, I suppose.

Oooh cooking, now that's a skill I wish I had. Do you make like gourmet type meals?

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