maskormenace | III: [Video] - [Open Action?] probably sometime around 2-3am

[The view of the sky is glorious, even with the hum of traffic and bleed of city lights. Pitch's voice is gentle, almost nostalgic as he speaks above the rush of waves on the beach.]

There was a time, not long ago in the grand scheme of things, when the reddening of the moon was portent to calamity. The moon has, after all, long since been the only light to fill the night where humanity hasn't burned it off with electricity and flame.

[The view shifts, slowly, bringing the reddening moon in to view.]

It was thought that demons or witches were devouring it's light, turning that perfect silver to blood, stones were thrown in the night with the hopes to scare the monsters away. They didn't want their shining worlds to tarnish...

Will Constantinople's fall repeat itself here, following this one? Will Athens again be defeated in battle despite it's wisdom and military might?

[He sighs softly.]

Either way it is, perhaps, one of the few times I truly enjoy gazing upon the full moon anymore. If any wish to join me for the event... I will not stop you.

[[OOC: If this isn't a thing happening in-game I'm fine deleting this! Otherwise... impromptu eclipse watching party on the beach? ]]

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[Muttered:]

Oh my god, be more creepy why don't you.

I thought you left town "for, like, ever" as you put it.

Yeah, I'm still in Miami.

Well then what's it to you if I happen to be enjoying the eclipse here?

Nothing. You're just being all creepy about it is all.

Except why would an eclipse or dust particles in the air have any effect on the fall of a city? [ Unless it's a city filled with Kryptonians or something, and that would have to be a pretty long solar eclipse, not lunar.

But he won't go into that. ]

Though I guess if the dust is from a fire or a volcano nearby, that could be a problem.

Or it could just be the Earth's shadow blocking out the moon.

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[ He's just going to slip close in that odd way that Shade often seems to appear. Like he was waiting in the shadows, even if it's hardly anything but. ]

It's rather dour, isn't it? Looking like some bloody nightmare.

Didn't Constantinople fall as a result of a religious crusade, or are you focusing on more "and then we're all going to slaughter each other" again, only this time you learned not to use Nazi references?

[He just sighs, very very aggravated.]

You people and your science ruining everything as usual.

Or it could be metaphor and superstition that should still be believed in because these things happen.

Oh... quite the opposite to me. The moon and I have a... disagreement.

[Pitch is quite literally lounging in a curve of floating black sand, contentedly staring up at the sky.]

[Biggest eyeroll ever.]

People were a great deal more superstitious back then, they believed in things such as cosmic signs and portents.

Such events were revelries for darker spirits as well, so I apologize for enjoying something that used to mean something to those I had any regard for.

And? it's what I do.

Or do you need a visit as a reminder?

Ah, of course.

[ He looks up at it, still wearing sunglasses, although they are red for the occasion. ]

That would certainly make it a bit more personal. What ever did the moon do to you, though? [ It's a ball of dead rock... ]

He began to interfere. The Man in the Moon had been an observer for... the longest time, but about oh... six hundred years ago he decided to turn the spirit world on it's head.

[He sighs, the curve of sand widening with a faint gesture for Shade to join him for a seat.]

He chose to give power to only those who would tie themselves to children's belief, and those with power decided who and what deserved to exist.

Needless to say I have been under attack ever since declining the invitation.

Ah. Those sorts often do tend to be a bit inflexible, don't they?

[ The offer is...well, certainly surprising, for Shade, but after only a half-second of surprise behind red glasses, he shifts, a plume of jet smoke that floats and drifts and disappears in the breeze, before the same shreds of dark fabric start to peel away, leaving Shade at the offered seat. ]

And yet, it often seems, that they come to the other sort for help, when all else fails. Hypocritical.

[The sand is possibly surprisingly comfortable, fine grains shifting along the surface between them.]

They would likely rather self destruct than seek my assistance. Which is their own fault.

Oh, what, you don't get enough of me when you sneak into my room over there? You're gonna stalk me here, too?

I can stalk you across the planet if I felt like it, and maybe I do... after all. There is nowhere to hide from the dark.

...Homo.

First of all, I'm not human so your... stereotyping and neat little niches don't exactly work.

Second of all, I don't genuinely care about gender or what sort of anatomy a partner of mine has when choosing someone for such activities. Shapeshifting spirits rarely do.

Third of all, you're the one hanging out with an underage girl in Miami and engaging in highly questionable activities. I at least stick to adults.

[Okay, he had something more to say about those first two points, but this is way more important:]

Whoa, whoa, whoa! She is not underage.

Did she tell you that?

She's a liar, you know, barely old enough to be out of high school if you want to know the truth.

That'd make her eighteen, dumbass. Except she's older than that, too. Don't be saying that shit. I don't mess around with kids.

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