1st Annual Halloween Block Party!

[iam_senpai]

Perhaps it's the leaves of fiery golds and oranges drifting on the breeze, or the sight of various hard squash being mangled into festive ornaments, or even still the bowls of candy left out simply everywhere in the Nexus that signifies the import of today. Regardless of when you take heed, Halloween has come to the Nexus.

Neat little handmade signs and fliers of all kinds lead to a particularly festive sectioned off block with the Crossroads Cafe at the center. The brick building has more than its fair share of decorations hung from every available windowsill and door. Hanging skeletons, jolly Jack-O-Lanterns, orange and black streamers cascading down and blowing to and fro in the crisp breeze.

The doors are propped open just waiting to beckon you inside. What are you waiting for?

((See the OOC post if you have any questions! Backtagging and threadhopping are fine. Come on in and have a blast :D ))



Coats and Costumes
The Cafe
Bonfire
Dance Floor
Haunted House
Side Halls and Storage

Comments

[bratan]

Adam isn't sure what to say, and he rubs his metal fingers together as he listens to Adia's story. And he feels bad that he asked her to tell him more about her world, especially during an event that is supposed to be cheerful. He thinks about trying for a different angle, and as interested, as he is also in her world he takes in a deep breath. "How about I talk to you about this later? And perhaps the two of us should maybe join the rest of the party."

As much of a loner he might be, Adam came here to try to enjoy the light for once and he is not helping matters much. And there is zero chance of him even going anywhere near the dance floor.

"Or I can continue to lighten both of our days right there. But no, they aren't terrorists. It is a bit more complicated, so why don't we head to the bar and have a drink or two. Or three. As for accessing my world, currently I have a portal but I'm working on finding a way to control access to it. The last thing I need to deal with is to end up being followed here."

[chiron_survivor]

Adia smiles a little in relief. "Sure, let's do that." It's not so much that she's unwilling to talk about her world, but it does make for depressing conversation, and she really should try to enjoy the rest of the party. Although the dance floor is not her preferred destination, either.

She steps away from the wall, content to follow Adam to the bar. One drink won't cause her any problems. "You should see if you can get yourself a PINpoint. That's what I use to travel between here and my world. I'm pretty sure there's a vending machine that sells them in the Plaza."

[bratan]

Adam orders himself a bottle of whiskey from the guy dressed in a vampire costume. "Two glasses, please." He turns himself around, and he leans against the counter so he can face Adia.

"I'll have to look into it, but I still have the issue of an already existing portal. And of course, I don't exactly know how it works and how to control it."

[chiron_survivor]

Adia blinks at the drink order. Looks like she's drinking whiskey tonight. Not that she had a drink preference. She plans to nurse whatever's in her glass, not wanting to get drunk or even a little tipsy. It raises too many questions back home.

"I have a theory about the portals," Adia says, somewhat shyly. "I only have anecdotes to back it up, but... well, I first found the Nexus via a portal on my ship. But once I got a PINpoint, I stopped using the portal, and soon afterwards it was gone. I think if they aren't being used, they're more likely to disappear." She taps the bar thoughtfully. "Is there a way you could physically block off the portal from your end? Secure it somehow?"

[bratan]

He twists the top off the bottle, and Adam leans over to pour the golden-brown liquor into both of their glasses. Unfortunately, and perhaps fortunately Adam can't seem to get drunk much to his dismay. Taking the glass in his hand, Adam quickly knocks the glass back and swallows down the Welsh Whiskey. And with a grimace on his face, he places the glass back down on the counter.

"So if I don't go home, the portal will eventually close. But like I said before, I have responsibilities to take care of. And I run the risk of this PINpoint falling into the hands of the wrong people." Adam doesn't like the idea of Taskforce 29 finding out about this place. And he still has a strange feeling that the Interpol agency is an Illuminati front.

"But for now, my portal is inside of my safe house back home. But there's a risk that it will end up being compromised."

Adam reaches for the bottle of whiskey, and he pours himself another drink. "And I would hate to see what could not only happen here, but what could happen not only on my world but on some other world."

[chiron_survivor]

"Thanks," Adia says in response to her glass being filled. She takes a small, careful sip. She's no stranger to whiskey, although it's not her favorite drink. But the warm burn it leaves in her stomach is not unpleasant. Much better than the paint-peeling moonshine that gets made in her settlement.

"I understand... I worry about that with my PINpoint, too. The teleportation technology within it is like nothing I've ever seen. But it's easier to hide than a portal." She frowns in sympathy at he explains his concerns. "You think that these people would try to do the same thing that they're doing on their world here? And set up shop elsewhere?" She sighs softly. "I don't know how far they'd get in the Nexus, but there wouldn't be anything stopping them from finding a similar world to take over."

[bratan]

Adam is not as quick to down the other glass of whiskey, as he picks up the glass and he takes a drink. The burn is a pleasant feeling, and something he finds to be enjoyable.

"Greed. Greed is a powerful motivator. And finding ways for those in charge of my world to benefit while hurting everyone else." He takes a sip of his drink, and he uses the back of his hand to wipe off his beard. "That's the problem. It isn't the Nexus itself; it is finding their way into another world that wouldn't have the defense capabilities that this place does."

So much for avoiding a depressing conversation. "But I'll still see about looking into one of these PINpoints, and I'll have to keep it in my safe while I'm at work."

[chiron_survivor]

"That'd be a problem," Adia agrees, holding onto her glass but not taking another sip. "I've often wondered how compatible technology is across worlds, but... what exactly would they hope to gain? You say greed, but for what? More resources?"

Talking about potential invasions is less troubling somehow to Adia than her current problems. Maybe because there is still a chance to avoid it. "That's a good idea. I don't have a safe to put it in, so I keep it on me almost all the time."

[bratan]

"More resources. Or perhaps they would be able to find technology that would be compatible with technology from my own world." Adam looks down into the liquor in his glass that he swirls, and he then takes another drink. He lowers the half finished glass, and he places back on the counter but makes no effort to refill it. "And I wouldn't know if technology between similar worlds would be compatible. I'm just the guy that they send to kick in doors."

He's bright, but Adam isn't that bright. He tends to let the nerds in the labs deal with that type of shit. "Maybe they sell safes in the vending machines."

[chiron_survivor]

"I wouldn't know, either, unless it had something to do with microbiology." She smiles at Adam, amused by his turn of phrase despite the topic of conversation. "I'm sure you do more than just kick in doors."

"I have a locker on my ship, but it's difficult to access now that I'm not living on it..." She frowns, briefly, before taking a tiny sip of whiskey. Nothing in that locker is worth much monetarily, but she has some possessions of great sentimental value. It irritates her that can't get to them whenever she want. "They probably sell safes in a store, too. But anything small enough for me to carry could get stolen fairly easily."

((fyi, you accidentally tagged my NC post in addition to tagging this thread. I talked to one of the mods and it's totally cool if you want to delete it. I won't reply, obviously.))

[bratan]

"Okay, they send me to crawl through the sewers or air vents." Adam continues to be a little cheeky. "Or to break something valuable." Adam holds his hand up in the air, and he clenches his fist and he then puts his hand back down on the counter. "Or break a few skulls."

He tilts his head to the side, and he gives her an 'oh' face. "What happened to your ship? Or why aren't you living on your ship." And he wasn't serious about vending machines selling safes, or anything that would be too big for her to carry. "Maybe there's some type of failsafe or someone can upgrade them to have it so it can only be used by the owner."

[chiron_survivor]

"Is that... do you like that part of your job?" She can't imagine doing anything like that, but she's also a great deal smaller and weaker than Adam.

"It's grounded," she explains. "it didn't make much sense to keep the power running for the living quarters, once there was some housing built on New Caprica. Only the labs are still in use." Her room was tiny, roughly the size of a walk-in closet, but it was all hers, and she misses it.

She stares at Adam a moment. For a guy that they send in to bust heads, he sure has some brilliant ideas. "A thumbprint reader could work, or maybe a retinal scan, but... I wouldn't know how to upgrade a PINpoint. And I'm pretty sure the inventor -- at least, the one who invented mine -- isn't around anymore."

[bratan]

"The head breaking? I would rather avoid it if I can." Adam really prefers going for a more peaceful rout while on the job. And if he can avoid violence all together he is fine with it, but sometimes he is not left with a choice. "But..." He tries to find the words to explain if he likes what he does. "...I did enjoy making a difference for people back when I was a police officer in Detroit." Despite his standoffish and stoic attitude, Adam does have a decent heart when it comes to helping others.

Reaching for the whiskey, Adam finally goes to refill his glass, and he goes to take a drink. And he nods his head. "What about putting it under the floor panels?" Give it to Adam to try to think outside of the box. "And maybe not just finger prints, but something a bit more complex." And for Adam's case, he is lacking fingerprints or even eyes for an iris scan.

"But I'm sure this place has someone who can figure out how to install a good failsafe on to one of those. And I was thinking of something that can detect the user's DNA somehow." Adam puts his hand back to his chin, with his thumb rubbing his beard as he thinks. Indeed, he does have good ideas for someone who can be a brute.

[chiron_survivor]

It's nice to hear that Adam avoids violence when he can. It's something Adia takes no pleasure in, although she knows that it can be necessary in some situations. "I'll bet you were a great cop. What made you decide to change careers?"

Adia takes another small sip of whiskey. It makes her glass look barely touched -- Adam won't need to refill any time soon. Or at all, probably. "Fingerprints would probably be enough for me... unless you think the Cylons could bypass that technology? They can communicate directly with their ships, but I don't think they could directly access the PINpoint's hardware..." She frowns over the idea. "The problem with DNA is that someone could easily obtain your DNA and use it for access. It wouldn't have to be intrusive, it could be as simple as a hair follicle."