Milli-timed to Tuesday the 28th - New Orleans Mardi Gras

[mogget_cat]

The bar room of Milliways is always full of sound - the clatter of dishes and clink of glasses, chairs being scooted back or further in, footsteps upon the floor, rats squeaking, the background murmur of conversations overlapping one another.

But tonight the main door to the bar opens to the mouth of an city alleyway, to a caucophony of noise and music, full of seething crowds and colorful parade floats, the smells of food and sweat and smoke and beer and those colorful fruity drinks sold in yard-long plastic glasses with umbrellas in them. Mardi Gras is in full swing and New Orleans has outdone itself this time.

Yrael enters, trailing laughter from a section of the crowd on the other side. His white hair is decorated with purple, gold and green feathers, his pale face partially hidden by a sharp, glittery cat mask of gold, behind which his green eyes are bright. Over his white shirt this evening he wears a shiny waistcoat of purple, gold, green, and black. It's clearly party time, big time, show time -

"And then some!" he grins, seeing Milliways. "Fat Tuesday is upon us, Milliways! Welcome to Mardi Gras! Come, dance, explore! Laissez les bons temps rouler!"

Yrael will make sure the door stays open for any party-goer who would like to partake in the joie de vivre, and the Bar can certainly provide a change of costume...



(ooc: The post will be open all weekend and into next week as needed! Usual party-thread guidelines apply! Tag in! Threadhop! Meet new people and get into trouble! :D Yrael will be around, but his mun will not be able to tag much until Monday evening. <333333)

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Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric chuckles warmly. "It was a low trick but I confess, I wanted to prove to myself I still had the art of it."

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[manofbusiness]

"And he came to no real harm by it. When he has his thoughts straight again, I have no doubt he'll boast of it."

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[thewidewideworld]

"Oh, I didn't use any magic in the kiss." Sinric shakes his head. "A little in the persuasion, but none in the kiss."

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[manofbusiness]

"I know. But he looked like he'd been struck in the head nevertheless."

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[thewidewideworld]

"I was first amongst the pleasure slaves of the greatest court in Christendom." He smiles, proud without conceite. "I have lost much but I'm glad I've not lost that."

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[manofbusiness]

Childermass nods.

"Always be proud of a skill, whatever it may be."

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[thewidewideworld]

"There are many who would judge me for that." Sinric muses, grateful Childermass isn't one of them. "I believe I saw a bookstore in one of these alleys."

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[manofbusiness]

"It harms none, so who has the right to judge?" He looks that way. "Shall we see what books folk around here like to buy?"

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[thewidewideworld]

The bookstore is dark and smells of worn leather and old paper. A haven of the bibliophile. "This looks the kind of place you might find something to delight in." He muses.

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[manofbusiness]

"I think it very likely. This looks to be a proper bookshop."

The smell of paper is one of his favourite things.

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[thewidewideworld]

"Then go explore." Sinric smiles, "but you will forgive me if I stop across the way and rest my feet?" There's a little cafe just across the alley. Four inch heels take getting use to. "Shall I order you a drink, for when you're ready?"

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[manofbusiness]

"By all means." He nods. "A coffee for me, I think, and I shall be back in half an hour."

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[thewidewideworld]

"Don't rush." Sinric touches his arm softly, "such explorations should not be rushed." He gives Childermass' hand a squeeze and steps outside.

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[manofbusiness]

Childermass heads for the bookshop.

It does end up being somewhat more than half an hour, and his satchel looks fuller when he comes into the cafe.

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric has company, a young fair-haired man, but they part as Childermass comes over.

Sinric smiles in greeting, a warm shawl around his shoulders as he signals for the coffee. "Your explorations bore fruit, it would seem?"

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[manofbusiness]

"Indeed they did, to my satisfaction." And these books are all his, which his master will never see. "And you found a new admirer?"

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[thewidewideworld]

"Pleasant company isn't difficult to find on a night like tonight." He smiles, shrugging.

"May I ask what you found?"

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[manofbusiness]

"Texts on the history of this city. And one or two regarding the voodoo magic they have here."

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[thewidewideworld]

"They sound fascinating." And Sinric means it. "It seems a city that wears it's history as scars as much as battle cries."

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[manofbusiness]

"I think so", he says with a nod. "The coloured folk of this place have enough of them, for sure."

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[thewidewideworld]

"I understand it was a place founded on slavery?"

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[manofbusiness]

"Aye." He doesn't approve of slavery, never has. "Even in this time - two hundred years, it can hardly have been forgotten."

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric isn't sure how to answer that, being an ex-slave himself. But his was a difference sort of slavery.

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[manofbusiness]

Childermass glances at him, then shrugs.

"It isn't so long in my time since many saw black slaves as no better than farm animals, to be worked or whipped to death with no more thought given it."

And he has a deep secret reason to hate that.

Re: Exploring the French Quarter

[thewidewideworld]

"I wish I knew how to answer that." His shoulders stiffen uncomfortably. "As an exslave, so many seem to wish me to declaim all slavery. But for me, it was my making."