#blackout event

[roi-des-voleurs]

“Hey, look at me. It’s over, you’re safe.” -- @sharcarters​

Safe. Oh, that was adorable. Did this woman actually think she was safe? Did she think any of them were? While Death might not have known what force had allowed him to become strong enough to actually split from LeBeau, he would not forsake the opportunity he had been given. Especially not when he was wearing LeBeau's normal form, not Death's typical stark white hair and onyx-skinned appearance. That would allow him to wreak even more havoc, since no one--not even LeBeau's friends--would suspect his true motives.

Initially, he smiled warmly at the woman, hoping to lull her into a false sense of security. "Oh, dat's so kind of you, chere," he drawled, trying not to grimace at his use of LeBeau's favorite endearment, "Looking out for others is such a noble gesture..." He trailed off as his smile turned decidedly malicious. "...and such a foolish one. To actually think you or anyone else is safe. No one is ever safe. Not from me--not from Death." In an instant, he had a several of LeBeau's cards in his hand, and if this woman was brave enough to challenge him, he would not hesitate to use them.

[glxrious-purpose]

“Stop talking, you’re just pissing me off!” -- @impulselantern​

When the power had gone out, Loki had been enjoying a peaceful meal in one of the nicer mortal restaurants, so he was mildly irritated to be suddenly cast into the dark. But it quickly became plain that there was much more afoot than just some failing of Midgard technology. He soon became aware of a subtle, but certainly insistent, emotional manipulation flowing through the air, seeming to be attempting to prey on negative emotions. Which was something Loki certainly had in abundance, but he was much too strong to fall prey to such a simple device. It most definitely had his attention, however, so after leaving some conjured currency on the table, he left the restaurant.

Outside, the mortals were, unsurprisingly, beside themselves. Which was certainly worth having his meal interrupted. "How delightful, dinner and a show," he remarked, noticing that a man was standing nearby, "Just a little problem with modern technology and the mortals suddenly do not know what to do." Granted their agitation was surely also being influenced by the negative energy, but Loki could never resist pointing out the Midgardians' failings. "However did all the previous mortals survive several thousand years without electricity?" he added sarcastically. It seemed the other man did not appreciate his humor, though, for he suddenly snapped at Loki to be quiet. Turning to him with a disapproving look, he decided to give the man a chance to correct himself. "I beg your pardon, fool. It seems you do not know to whom you are speaking, so I will allow you to take a moment and think carefully, then perhaps to choose your words better before you open your mouth again."

[check-yesjuliet]

Luca wasn’t hers to care for anymore. She wasn’t supposed to watch him from across the room at Roma or care that he’d gotten a phone call that was clearly upsetting. Running after him was another bad idea but try telling her feet that as she walked outside and found his phone face down on the snow-covered cement. Without thinking, she reached down to grab it and noticed the nice new crack across the middle of the screen. Shoot. Now she was going to have to chase him down. 

It wasn’t hard to follow after him. He wasn’t running and the snow made it easy enough to let the foot prints lead the way. At that point it occurred to her that she had no idea what to say when she approached him but it was way too late for that. “Luca.” She called out, his phone cold in her hand. Maybe she should have grabbed a heavier jacket. “Luca, wait. I have your phone.” 

@lucacostello​

[capo-mateo]

This blackout business was a little bit insane and it was definitely keeping Mateo busy. He’d been gathering as many Costello family members and employees as he could and getting them to the Roma, which he had securely locked down as a safe house. He’d been so busy that aside from using his phone as a flashlight and to make various calls, he hadn’t had the time to really check it. There’d been some sort of news alert but he assumed it related to the blackout and had had so many other things going on that he hadn’t gotten around to checking it. While getting everyone to the Roma was a task in and of itself, it went a lot more smoothly when people stayed there when he got them there. Apparently, Luca had decided to leave. Keeping in contact with Luca’s detail had made it so Mat didn’t completely freak out about it but it was still dangerous enough out there that Mateo wanted Luca safe with everyone else. 

His men had informed Mateo that Luca was back at his own apartment so that’s where Mat had just arrived, getting out of the car and heading up there. He nodded at his employees who were standing guard outside the door and knocked. “Luca? It’s Mateo. What’s going on? Can I come in?” Part of it didn’t seem to make sense, that Luca would leave a relatively safe place just to come back here. His apartment certainly wasn’t as secure so that lead Mateo to believe that something had caused Luca to wander off and he wanted to know what that was. 

@lucacostello​

[roi-des-voleurs]

“Conceal, don’t feel, right? Elsa was onto something there.” -- @not-your-xweapon​

At Laura's comment, Remy gave a harsh chuckle. He had been concealing plenty for years, from his friends, his teammates, and yes, from her as well. No one really knew the full truth about him, and he was not about to change that now. Unfortunately, the waves of negative emotion had brought Death to the surface--and even worse had allowed him to get out--but Remy was not about to let anything else out.

"Yeah, I know I shouldn't agree wit' dat, but I'm de last person anyone should bother askin' t' open up. Jus' ain't in my nature, petit." He shoved his hands in his pockets, the reassuring feeling of the cards helping him to focus. "I know it's good t' have people you can share t'ings wit', an' you know I'm always here t' listen t' anyt'ing you've got t' tell me. My problem is...returnin' dat favor."

[roi-des-voleurs]

“Who is attacking the city this time?” -- @maidenxfmight​

"I'd sure like t' know!" Remy replied, glancing over his shoulder at Kara. It definitely seemed like someone or something was attacking the city. The power outage could have been done by technological means, but the negative emotions? That was something else, and was definitely bad. He was still concerned over Death's continued silence, but he was too busy keeping an eye out for others to see if he could help them. "In my experience, de ones who pull shit like dis want people t' know dey're doin' it, so I'm waitin' for a big announcement, sooner or later!" Erik always seemed to want people to know when things were his doing, and from what Remy had seen of Loki, he definitely fit that bill too. So he could only assume whoever was behind this would make their presence known at some point.

[roi-des-voleurs]

“I’m fine! Leave me alone!” -- @rictorscales​

"Non," Remy muttered to himself, rubbing his temples as he ducked into an alley, "Non, not again. You ain't ever comin' out again!"

He had no idea what was going on, but first the city had been thrown into a blackout. The entire city, which alright, could have just been an extreme run-of-the-mill power outage. But not when there were also these awful waves of negative emotion coursing though the air. Much as he tried to do anything to block the feelings out, Death had picked up on them as quickly as a bloodhound on the trail of a suspect, and Remy could only try frantically to keep him locked away, trying to focus on anything positive. But after a while, he felt himself become too overcome, and he collapsed and passed out.

When Remy came to, he sat up and looked around, finding himself still in the same alley, and it seemed barely any time had passed. What was even more strange was that he could still feel the waves of negative emotion...and yet felt absolutely nothing from Death. How was that possible? He was himself, not possessed, so where was Death? The sound of people seeming to be in a panic suddenly drew his attention, though, so any worries about his own situation would have to wait. Running out into the street, he nearly collided with someone he knew, and for once was actually glad to see.

"Ric, you ok? Got any idea what's goin' on?" he inquired, only to get an even more harsh than usual reply in response. Was Ric feeling the effects of the negative emotions too? "Hey, no need for de hostility, homme. I was jus' askin' if you were ok. But if you all well an' good, an' wanna just go 'round an' wreck de pavement or somet'ing, you jus' go righ' ahead. See if I care." Remy knew he probably should not have been so harsh, but it was pretty hard to completely tune out the negative emotions, even if Death was strangely silent.

[glxrious-purpose]

"The city needs us get up" -- @not-your-xweapon​

Watching the mortals' typically foolish reactions to the blackout and the constructs was quite diverting, and Loki had been in the process of watching some misguidedly heroic mortals trying to disperse the constructs when a woman suddenly approached him, exhorting him to help out. "I beg your pardon?" He stared incredulously at her. "You actually expect me to dirty my hands trying to battle illusions? Whatever do you take me for?" Not what she should have taken him for, it seemed. "While I would like to be a benevolent god, I also do not wish to waste my time, and attempting to destroy those things would certainly be a waste of my time."