"Hmm, there are a few people that I know who will probably be there, but I don't really have a specific person in mind. I'm mostly just going because it's the most interesting place to be in town tonight." Erica shrugs idly and continues off into the forest and away from the town. It looks like there's a foot trail that leads deeper into the forest. You all wander in the dark forest for a few minutes before hearing the distant sounds of the party. A faint giggle or a shout. The closer you get to it, the more various Wicca symbolism you all see strung up on the trees or along the path. Then a faint flicker of a camp fire. It doesn't take much closer for you to realize that what you thought was a camp fire is actually a pretty large bonfire in the center of the clearing. The clearing itself is quite large and contains dozens of tents and a large pavilion. A few torches dot the clearing and more modern lighting illuminates the pavilion. There's a large table and plenty of room for people to sit down and eat along with a pretty large assortment of food. Much of it appears to have been gathered or hunted in the wilderness. At the edge of the far side of the pavilion are several large barrels of mead. The tents themselves are pretty small and look roughly large enough for just a couple of people to fit in. A couple of them appear to already be occupied though based on the sillhouettes of people already having some fun.
Seeing the barrels of mead Silas's eyes light up and he starts to head toward the drink "Meeeeeaaaadddd, IHavent any drink in awhile...."
Seeing Silas get captivated by the booze, Sarah discreetly jabs his side with her elbow. "Focus, damn it! We'll drink once we finish the mission." The busty ex-cop whispered to her easily distracted companion.
feeling the sharp jab in his side Silas comes back to himself. Shaking his head he gives a slight smile to Sarah, and activates his demon sensing ability "already on it....I can't check far though" Silas looks at the partners of his and says "we should split up then, come get me if you see anything abnormal" Silas walks briskly away checking the tents for anything demonic
"Right, we'll probably need to have some code word. To warn each other if a demon is nearby." Sarah said to both her companions, "mm. How about, screaming mead, really really loudly. That should be...less suspicious..." she said to Mira, and Silas. "Alright, let's all split up for now." Sarah nods to her companions, and heads for the pavilion.
Having recieved the coordinates, Alexander texted back that he was on his way and left the motel fully armed and decked out in his SWAT gear. He stuck to the shadows and entered the forest path to the festival. He was extra careful not to trip in the darkness and approached the revelry. The German ex-cop looked for an elevated position to take an overwatch position of the entire camp site.
Mira look around the camp, didn't know where to go first. She only nod, when rest decided to split up, but Polish girl have other idea. She didn't leave yet Erica. "So, any advise for fresh meat? What should we do first Erica? Drink something, speaking with someone important, or only enjoy fun? If you didn't have anything against it, I will go with you. "
"Heeey! Heeeeeeey!" You hear a very familiar voice calling at you right before Lynsey collides with your back. She squeezes you in a tight hug that presses her chest against your back before she lets go. Looking at her, she's wearing a feudal-looking dress that quite nicely shows off her prominent 'assets'. She puts her arms behind her back and pushes her chest out a little more to attempt to bring your eyes into her bosom. Her face is quite flushed and it's pretty clear that she's already had a bit to drink. "Remember me?" The pavilion is fairly large and mostly made of wood. It's also pretty well lighted with electrical lighting. It's dominated in the center by a line of picnic tables with plenty of room to sit and eat and on the table are various meals and cuisine. Most of it is pretty standard American stuff, but a few people seem to have taken the Wiccan theme more seriously and made some more traditional meals. Near the front of the tables is a large Keg of Mead which is mostly the center of attention. There isn't particularly anyone who stands out at the moment as someone in charge or anything. It just seems like people are talking and socializing. It's going to take you a little bit of time to get there and actually find an appropriate location. You'll have your fun. Maybe. If I don't go on hiatus for two months again. Erica shrugs idly. "Not really. Things are pretty loose here. If you see a guy you want to bang, then ask him. If he wants you too, then find someplace private...Or not if you're into something more public. As far as what to do first?" she looks around for a moment taking in the scenery before following towards Sarah. "I'm going to drink some mead first. This is like the only place I can find it and it's really good. I don't really mind if you come along, but I don't really have an interest in threesome's."
looking down at Lynsey,Silas smiles remembering the punishment he gave this slut earlier "so my little minx of a slut,did you remember your masters punishment? habe you slept with anyone else?" looking sternly down at her Silas draws a hand around her as his body moves closer to her,responding to the hug warmly
Sarah straightens out her semi-transparent blouse, thanking the fact Mira gave back her black bra. She clears her throat then approaches the nearest person she could find, she asked with a bright smile, "Hey there, excuse me. I'm a reporter for the occult section of a new magazine. Could I have a few minutes to ask you a couple of questions?"
Mira nod to Erica. "Sure, have fun. See you later." She have strange feeling, like she missed something. Like She have to waiting long time, but in reality any secend pass. "Hmm... Weird." She said to hersellf and walk to place, where she could find something to eat.
She purses her lips and gives you a pouty look. "Of course I didn't forget. I wasn't planning on sleeping with anyone else anyway." Then she pauses before giving you a hungry grin before wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling herself against you. The movement squeezes her breasts against your chest alluringly. "Of course, now that you're here...You'll be sure to take care of all of my needs right?" "I can answer your questions." A younger gentleman that looks to be 18 or 19 stands up. He has blonde hair under a blue beanie on his head and is relatively tall for his age. He's also wearing a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt. "If you have some questions, I can answer them." Erica moves past him and draw's a tankard of mead out of the keg. "Be careful around Glenn. He's definitely only interested in getting into your pants." The guy identified as Glenn sighs at Erica and rolls his eyes. "Why do you have to be like that? Isn't tonight all about having fun and relaxing?" Erica returns with her tankard and takes a deep drink of it. You see a slight shiver roll over her body as the sweet honey wine warms her body slightly. "That's good..." she sighs before turning back to Glenn. "The problem isn't having fun and relaxing, the problem is: How can she trust your answers when you're more interested in staring at her chest and saying what you have to say to get into her pants?" Glenn turns back towards you, "Look, Erica and I aren't fans of each other. Don't listen to her. I don't have any problem answering your questions." You faintly hear Erica mutter "jerk" under her breath before she takes another swig of her drink. The only place with food is at the pavilion. Sarah is already there as is Erica who seems to be having an irritable disagreement with a guy who's around her age. On the picnic tables, you have several dishes and various salads. Of note, there seems to be a lot of meals that involve apples and eggs. The meals range from chicken and beef or greek and kale salads. It's clear that the large variety is to appease both people uninterested in Wiccan traditions and those that are vehemontly enamoured with it.
Sarah chuckles at the teenager's exchange, she clears her throat, "Right, thank you." She brings out her phone from her skirt pocket, "So then, first question. How did you find out about this cult?" She asked with a smile, while pretending to record their conversation with her phone. Sarah looks around for anyone that may look like the leader of the cult, while waiting for Glenn to answer.
Looking around, there only really appears to be two major gatherings of people. One at the bonfire and another at the Pavilion. Neither group appears to be gravitating around any kind of leader. "I found out about them from a guy at school. He said that they threw great parties and in my experiences, they're right." he hesitates briefly before continuing. His voice becoming a little hushed "Isn't it a little rude to call them a cult though? I mean, these people really believe some of this stuff. If we're going to keep calling them names like that, then maybe it would be best if we took it someplace more private so we can ask questions freely?" Erica sighs and rolls her eyes. "Here we go..."
Sarah gives Erica a reassuring smile, before looking back at Glenn, "You're right, interviews should be done in a more... private location." Looks around one last time for anyone suspicious, before looking back at Glenn, and saying, "Why don't you lead the way?"
The terrain was treacherous for the German policeman, even in the stark moonlight. As shadows played tricks with his eyes, he missed a root across the path. Alexander stumbled and planted gun barrel and face first in the ground. He stifled a curse and groaned in pain.
nodding Silas steals a look at Sarah "for tonight yes I shall sataite your desires as I am your Master,but I'm dopposed to be meeting new people you mind helping me with that,,,perhaps you could take me to meet the group leader here?" leaning down and kissing her roughly his arms slightly lifting her up he lets here down his arm still around her with possesive fire in his eyes
