#fenrirfog

[nishantdoshi]

LOCATION: the Little Duck TIMESTAMP: 6th of February @adimuses ( ft. Reza )

Nishant grinned when Reza came in, looking very rebellious as always. He cocked an eyebrow and gestured for the other to take a seat at the bar. The place was deserted, what with the fog outside and the curfew - very bad for business - most people stayed away after nine. Not Reza though. "I'd think... six days in, you'd be used to the curfew by now," he said with a grin, pointing at the sign above his head to that introduced this months specials. "What can I get for you?" he asked.

With the curfew, there was also very little need for too many employees hanging around, so having the evening shift was a good down-time to go over the numbers. Nishant had worked out a way to keep the business standing, and was working on an appeal for some government funding to at least get part of the costs back for the rent, given they were losing money on this curfew and all. "Or are you looking for company?" he wiggled his eyebrows. He was keeping an eye on the door however, he could be openly... flirtatious with Reza now, but as soon as someone else walked in, he would flip that switch.

[museinitalics]

Location: Somewhere On The Street With: @adimuses (Reza) Event: Fenrir Fog

The wall of fog was so dense that it was considerably difficult to see anything in front of the young male witch. If he outstretched his arms his fingertips were obscured from view by the fog, only really able to see clearly if something was just about a foot or two in front of him so he hadn't used his car, it would be much too dangerous trying to drive in this fog, so he'd just left it at the pub with plans on going back to get it once the fog cleared up but it didn't seem like that was happening any time soon.

He'd closed up the pub early and sent home all the staff, hardly anyone was coming out for such leisurely desires such as drinking when the whole city was covered in this thick fog. It was magic, his aversion to magic very much affected by this sudden change in environment but there was nothing he could do but be out in it, cloth face mask uselessly doing its best to filter out the traces of magic that hung heavily in the air. It clung to his lashes and felt like sandpaper but he trudged on walking, focusing on not walking into any poles or walls or other people -- not that there were very many out and about -- while he had his shoulders hunched up close to his ears and his hands shoved into his coat pockets, clutching the inhaler in his pocket in case he needed it suddenly.

Chae knew the way to walk to get back to his flat, or so he thought, this thick fog was making it harder to navigate and he couldn't remember with his head so dizzy whether or not he had made the right turn he needed to take. He pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger and looked down at his feet as he walked forward, glancing down only for a moment but considering how thick the fog was, it was just the right amount of time to almost bump into a body that seemingly came out from nowhere. He started, halting suddenly but falling forward and backward simultaneously as momentum willed him forward but his steps tried to pull him backward to avoid a collision.

[bodhimohan]

LOCATION: police station TIMESTAMP: Tuesday 7th of February, just before the curfew @joelrojas

Bodhi knew the fog was supernatural, knew it because he could sense a heightened attention from those he'd picked out a supernaturals. They weren't all as concerned, but some carried deep frowns and seemed very wary of moving through it. So much that the streets - while feeling deserted, also very much were. It was a great timing for the curfew, because for one: people didn't leave their houses, and even if they did, and it was after the curfew, nobody would see them.

He had changed to tea, which was a little better than the coffee in this place, sitting at a desk that he'd gotten assigned given how long he'd already been in this city, it made sense. He was helping them in a way too. At least that was how he saw it, he was looking through the files of earlier disappearances - which he had finally gotten free - two feet on the desk, one of the last ones there.

When a familiar face appeared in the empty offices, he lay the file back down and spoke loud enough for the other to hear - though he figured he could whisper and Joel would still hear him. "Late at work as well, I see."

[unfilteredmus1ngs]

Where: Hotel near Sune’s Harbour

With: @senathemenace

Reza lit his cigarette, puffs of white smoke intermingled with the damn fog before disappearing completely. Teeth imprint was left on the butt of the cigarette as he bit it down, huffing out another puffs of smoke into the fog. “Fuck this shit.” He tsked, running his fingers through his curls out of frustration. He looked down onto his phone, the GPS showing his was still ways away to the Win’s garage. Why the boss insisted on keeping the garage open was beyond him. It wasn’t as if they’d have any customer anyway. It’s a waste of everyone’s time, his especially. Not to mention the constant headache cause by the stupid fog. He would rather sleep in his bed than going out unnecessarily like this.

He was contemplating on just returning home when he bumped into someone. “Ack!” Reza caught his balance, cursing in every language he knew. “Should I wear reflective vest so I won’t get bump into in this damn fog.” He glared at whoever bumped into him moments ago. “Or maybe you should tie a bell to yourself so people can know where you are and avoid you, pretty.”

[heliavaz]

WHERE: foggy streets TIMESTAMP: day after the full moon @evanoraray

Helia did not like this strange creation of nature, unsure of how her spells and rituals had led to such a thing, but certain it had been her doing. Perhaps a side-effect of the spell, perhaps a reaction from whatever was trying to take over the minds. Though, she worried most of all about whether or not she had stopped it. Or if she had simply delayed the next step.

It had been a careful line walked; there was the possibility that her idea about it was all wrong. That she had thought it was going to happen, but it wouldn't, and she'd simply created a more dangerous situation. Or she'd been right and had stopped something from happening, but that would still leave her with the consequences.

She threaded carefully through the fog, unable to see, but having the Spirits to guide her. It was then that she felt a recognisable tug, following the familiar feeling, and locating Evanora within the fog. "Nora? Are you alright? Why are you out here?"

[zhyansuri]

LOCATION: The Little Duck TIMESTAMP: the beginning of the fog @oh-chung-ae

Zhyan was eating a lunch at the Little Duck, something he liked to treat himself to once in a while, because never really got much of it, too often faced with the cheapest dish he could create, it was nice to be able to spend money. But his meal was cut short, when a strange feeling overcame him, and he turned to face the window. It was a Monday afternoon, it wasn't that busy, there were maybe five patrons in the establishment, but very few of them seemed to have noticed what was going on outside.

Zhyan caught Chae's eye before he moved to the window, quickly, but carefully, aware of the attention he was drawing, but overcome by something. A feeling, he didn't know Chae was allergic to Magic, so he figured the other's senses were attuned to this as well. Even if they weren't open to it, the sensation was strong, strong enough to radiate through his mind at a moment's notice.

Then the fog started.

Zhyan took a step backwards from the window when he saw it. It came quickly, but not unnaturally, not like a wave of it, but slowly the other side of the street became more and more obscured. He turned again then, hoping to get Chae's attention. "Something is wrong."

[topherromijn]

LOCATION: main road near the swimming pool TIMESTAMP: 7th of February @mischicvous (ft. Roxy)

Topher could not believe their luck, watching the sirens on the road and Roxy next to them, having stopped two cars from crashing into each other. And two bikes, and whatever else was still on the road that day. Topher had no idea how she'd managed to stop it, but they were in awe of her. And the remembered her, and right now, as they were both sitting on the sidewalk, covered in blankets, waiting to make a statement, Topher edged a little closer. "It's been long," he said. "But that was so cool."

[bodhimohan]

LOCATION: fenrir casino TIMESTAMP: wednesday 8th of February @senathemenace

Now the files on the other disappearances in Fenrir's Wood had been given to him, Bodhi could finally put full force behind his investigations. OF course he was still interested in the murders as well, but at least he didn't feel like he'd hit a stand-still anymore. He made sure to go down the list, to interview everyone related to the people who had disappeared over the years, it was a long list, and he didn't feel like he was making much way. The amount of people… it was an understatement that this was more than any regular city of its size. He found far more names on the list than he would in Oxford, or Leads, or any other city he'd consider similar.

Some he could easily strike off of his list, those were unrelated, clearly. Some of the disappearances were in the unsolved pile but the person linked to it had already been found - it wasn't surprising, because the police did have a… problem with its file system. It almost felt like he was doing their job for them.

He looked at the next name on the list, the file he kept tucked in the dashboard of his car, and then set out. He'd never been in the casino, but it was small enough that he didn't have to look far to find the woman he'd come to find. It made no sense to wind around the fact, so he simply walked straight at her, waited for her to be done with her round, and then waved a hand to get her attention. "Seraphine De Belay-Candella?" He asked. "I want to ask you some questions about your sister, if that's alright."