soulping | EPONA + RATATOSKR + TIAMAT + JACK PANTHER

[You are ushered out of the parlor and into a cozy sitting room. The storm continues to rage outside, but a roaring fire keeps the room nice and toasty.

As you enter, you find your clothes have changed to something vaguely 1940s Noir-ish and appropriate to your character. You all look very dapper, though you may be surprised to suddenly find yourself cross-dressing. At the same time, knowledge suddenly enters your mind- the role you will be playing in tonight's performance, information on some of your fellow guests, and the rules of the game, as well as the setup for the story.]

[RULES:
THIS IS A MURDER MYSTERY GAME! Investigate your surroundings, speak to your fellow guests, and solve the mystery! Points will be given for completing goals and appropriate IC roleplaying.

You can make private, friends-locked posts to other players for secret discussions, but you MUST include

squeakofthedevil on the filter and drop a link here!]

NOTE: In this group, the parts of Kira Graves and Tod Mises are unclaimed. ICly, Kira will have been unable to attend due to both of her children being ill. Tod simply refused the invitation because he thinks his dad is a jerk.

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[LOOK AT THIS DAPPER 1940'S VINTAGE GREY SUIT. and that fedora. he totally has a fedora]

Snazzy. . .

You are looking quite snazzy, but it's only to be expected of anyone in a Graves party. I, Finn Graves, would know.

[Wow, making my guy sound conceited, but WHATEV, I got introductions to go through.]

[his expression lights up a bit]

Ah, Finn! I hardly recognized you; you've grown so much!

Have I?

[Seems to consider him.] I suppose that would explain why your name escapes me presently.

It would, yes. I believe the last time we met, you were far too young to remember me.

[folds an arm in front of himself and bows]

My name is Mr. Inalie. I'm an old friend of your father's-- though we haven't spoken in 30 years. A terrible falling out, you see.

A falling out? It must be, I don't believe father's mentioned you before.

[looks a bit sheepish]

Aaah, that doesn't surprise me, considering the nature of our falling out. . . but I suppose I shouldn't dredge up old arguments when he was kind enough to invite me here tonight. Perhaps it's time for us to let bygones be bygones.

Really? I must say, I'm curious.

It could be. Father has been getting on in age, and thirty years is quite some time.

[flaps a hand at her]

It's neither here nor there, honestly. I'd rather focus on the prospect of amending our relationship.

[So vague.]

Ah, fair, fair. Sadly father is occupied with something until morning.

Aaah, so it seems. Finishing up a late night project, I assume. Back in our school days, he was always a hard worker.

Oh, most likely. It must be something spectacular though. He didn't even tell me what it was.

So you went to school with him?

That's right. Back in the old days-- aaah, how simple life was back then.

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[looking not-so-dignified as a phantom thief :'(]

Y-you look . . .quite well, sir! And, uhm. . . handsome.

[??]

[t-trying not to break character and laugh. . .]

Ah, thank you, Miss. You seem a bit familiar. . . may I ask your name?

O-of course, I am . . . Layne Ann Stayte, t-t-the. . . m-madame of this house.

[. . . .]

And you are?

[bows~]

Mr. Inalie, at your service. I'm afraid we haven't met before now.

[starts to bow, and then stops

c-curtsies. . . ? ]

W-what a shame. . . what business did you have w-with my, uhm. Husband. . . ?

We were old friends, a very long time ago. We haven't spoken in years, however.

Ah, I see. . .

[. . . . .]

You can imagine my surprised when I received an invitation to this get together. But I'd like to put the past behind us.

W-well, this is the perfect time to catch up with him, isn't it. . . ?

That is my hope.

In . . . in the meantime, any friend of my husband's is a friend of mine, so - er, uhm. . . it's a pleasure to meet you.

And you as well, my lady~

[taking his hand and kissing the back of it LIKE A GENTLEMAN]

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