Log:A Stroll in Georgetown 1924

2021/06/21 	 Victory Artemis

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The heroes have arrived in Georgetown to settle into a new and hopefully temporary life in the year 1924. Harlequin has provided adequate clothing and is fencing his gold bar, or doing whatever activity he planned to obtain currency. That leaves our heroes to search for accommodations, and some free time to explore the city and acclimate to it. The university town his historic even in the present, as many of the buildings seen now survive until that time. But the roads are brick or cobbled, the light posts are a bit more sparse, there's less people, and the cars are very old fashioned.

It seemed wise to not allow Artemis to explore on her own. After all, if they save the timeline, any changes made could alter their future. This may be why Wade has chosen to have Artemis come with him. To make sure she stays out of trouble. Which she's already up to.

As they walk along the sidewalk of homes and a few eateries, she asks a pair of men walking their way. "Good mor...men, where be thy nearest tavern?"

The men leer at her. "Oh, we ain't mormon. Want us to show you a good time?" the bigger one offers.

Artemis looks deligthed by the idea and is about to say something...

Victory says quietly to Artemis, "Umm...he's asking for you to have sex with him, Artemis. You know...another indirect way that we speak."

Artemis cuts off her breath as Victory explains that. Her delight turns to disdain. "Another?!" she asks in exasperation. "I wish for once that Urthers would say what they mean." She waves off the two men. "I hath no desire for thy flesh this eve. Away with thee!" she prepares to leave, but her response has only angered the men. Based on how Harlequin dressed them, and how the men are dressed, there's definitely a visible class divide.

"Eh, you think you're too good for us, you stuck up skirt?" the irritated men try to impose themselves in their path.

Victory chuckles. "Umm...guys. You should reconsider. Look at how strong she is." He indicates her arms. "You guys will lose."

Artemis's biceps are considerable. And she's as tall as one and taller than the one who's been quiet so far. Victory's comments, however, get a laugh from the big guy, followed by his weasely friend.

"You're saying this doll is stronger than me?" the guy says after his laugther dies.

Artemis looks confused. "Mayhaps he need say it louder if thy ears strain to hear," she offers helpfully.

Victory chuckles. "I'm probably stronger than you...and she's stronger than I am."

The men laugh, but awkwardly now to cover up their concern after they believe Wade. "C'mon, Vince, let's get outta here," he says to his smaller buddy and they move along. Though maybe as a test, the big guy does look like he's trying to shoulder check Victory on the way by.

Victory can see what's happening, and he braces himself for impact when their shoulders are going to strike. Sure enough, the large guy bounces off his shoulder, and is forced to turn. Wade says, "You should be more careful."

The man steps a bit quicker to maintain his footing after getting turned aside. He looks impressed that such a fancy dressed man really proved to be tough. He tips his cap. "Erm. Yeah," he says and hurries away. He even gives his shoulder a bit of a rub from that.

Artemis smiles at Victory. "Ye handled that very well. Though I thought I was not meant to bring attention to my strength in this time, yes?"

Victory watches the guys take off...and then he looks to Artemis, "You're correct. But I also don't like bullies."

Artemis looks back to the men who are making a quick getaway with some fast walking, then looks back to Victory and smiles. "Of course ye do not. 'Tis one of thy many admirable qualities. Come! Let us seek out a place to make camp. Mayhaps acquire food and drink. What know ye of this time that would help us?"

Victory smiles, 'I'm afraid...that alcohol is going to be right out. We can get food but no booze."

Artemis looks hurt and slows her step. "Why no elixirs of joy? Hath I done something wrong?" She sounds like she's being punished.

Victory shakes his head, "There was a time period in this country's history when alcohol was made illegal. It was primarily due to religious folks objecting to drinking. The law was eventually repealed. But alcohol was made illegal 4 years ago, in 1920. It won't be legal again until 1933."

Artemis looks like she might be about to ask how he can be so cruel. Her eyes widen as the truth is worthy of despair. "What barbarism is this? Fermentation be a divine gift across countless systems," she huffs as she starts walking. "Trapped in time away from my Beloved, with no booze to ease this cruelty? I shall make this dark fae regret his doomed plan to exterminate hoomans."

Victory nods. "I'm sorry, Artemis. Hopefully it won't be that long. Just think...it should hopefully be only a couple of months for us, assuming Mr. Wells shows up again. For everyone else here, it's going to be thirteen years."

That consoles Artemis some, and causes her to have a sorrowful expression. "A cruel fate for them. I would spare them from such if I could, but time must be unaltered," she sighs. She looks to Victory and smiles gently. "Finding myself trapped in this time could fare worse. At least ye be not imprisoned and have thy full natural abilities. "

Victory nods. "It will be made legal again because people fight against it. They make illegal booze during this time. People called 'Bootleggers'."

Artemis's eyes light up. "Then...can we not seek out these Bootleggers? What a strange name."

Victory smiles. "That...is a really bad idea. I also have no idea how we'd find something like a speakeasy. That's where people would be drinking. Perhaps Harlequin can aid in that."

"Speak easy...boot legger," Artemis repeats the terms with a focused expression. "Hmmm. Mayhaps he could, if it be not a danger to us," she comments. Ahead in the skyline, the high silhouette of Georgetown University's towers can be seen. "How feel ye about being trapped in time again?"

Victory grimaces. "Trapped in time again? I'm annoyed. I'm angry. Not only at this dark elf mage who did this...but at his superior, who wanted the attack to happen. She punished him the first time, not because he did something wrong in her eyes. He was punished because he failed."

Artemis looks sympathetic as Victory grimaces and lightly moves to put a hand on his shoulder. "He shall fail again as he did before. And mayhaps this time we should strike against the one he serves."

Victory nods. 'I have no doubt that he'll be stopped again. What I doubt is whether or not we can keep it from happening again."

Artemis nods slowly. "Then...if he be punished for another hundred of thy Urth years, we may next find ourselves in...hmm...2024 seeking him out? We should find where he be imprisoned next."