Hellfire Club: The Mission [CLOSED]

[astonishing_xmods]

WHO: Nightcrawler and those selected for the mission.
WHAT: The Hellfire Club infiltration mission
WHERE: Manhattan
WHEN: Late evening
WARNING(S): Could get violent.

Team One was already on the ground, infiltrating the party. The rest waited in silence aboard the Blackbird, hovering in complete stealth mode high above the island. Back at the Institute, Professor X closely monitored the communications of the team, ready to give the signal when ready...

It was go time.

[[ OKAY HERE'S HOW IT'S GOING TO GO.

Top levels will be going up for each mission phase. Each phase will, OOCly, go on simultaneously so no one has to wait for another team to complete their task. Players have freedom to play as they like, but the mod characters in each team (Feliks, Shindou, Reimu) will most likely lead the action in the direction it's intended to go. The mod account will pop in for NPCing every now and again.

Have fun! ]]

Comments

[comparative_insanity]

Fai always felt more comfortable playing roles in which he knew he'd be underestimated; he felt safer when not too much was expected of him. There was probably some rather intricate psychology behind it too, beginning and ending with his normal habit of downplaying himself even to people he knew.

Still, it often served him fairly well. He treated the man approaching him to a slightly embarrassed little grin, rubbing the side of his neck. "You could call it an occupational hazard when you're a model," he said, carefully modulated to mostly sound like a lighthearted joke. "Not that I necessarily always mind. It's all about being seen by the right people, right?"

[the_black_king]

The man gave a knowing nod, looking Fai over, appraising more than just his looks. You didn't come here, or rarely did, without ambition of one sort or another.

"And are you here to get seen, or just for the company?" Was this business, in other words, or just a pleasant curiosity?

[comparative_insanity]

He laughed a bit, lifting one shoulder in a slight shrug.

"I'm always everywhere to be seen. It's a thing they never tell you when you're just starting out, see? You never stop working." But he didn't really seem ill at ease, and let the merest suggestion that he was gratified at the attention slip through. "The company is a pleasant bonus, really. Although of course my agent would probably want me to work with that too, Google every person I talk to and see if they're important enough to pay extra attention to." A small eyeroll, and he returned the appraising look with one that was both calculating and guileless at the same time. "To be honest, that kind of thing is a bit creepy to me."

[the_black_king]

He laughed, with a hint of commiseration in his smile.

"Well, your agent isn't wrong. Networking is the best way to increase your profile -- and to secure options for later on."

A modelling career, after all, had an early expiration date. It was best to make the ties that would lead you out when it was time, when you were still young and handsome enough to charm anyone with a smile.