Post by Press1269 on Feb 11, 2020 17:44:00 GMT
The sound of feet hitting the walkway heralded the arrival of Zachariah Krahe and Lady Munin to the Iconic Arena. Krahe’s stride a measured deceptively lazy gait that keeps pace with Munin’s childish game of avoiding the cracks in the cement.
Zachariah Krahe: Are you sure this is what you want?
He asked flicking his cigarette out into the night and exhaling a plume of smoke.
Zachariah Krähe: I mean this isn't your typical venue, and playing here means staying in one place. It's not like their big enough to tour…
Munin laughed at his grumblings a bright happy sound that carried through the night air.
Lady Munin: Aww, don't be so glum chum. I know you don't like staying in one town, but trust me this is going to be fun. Besides, I do some of my best work in places like this.
Krähe grunts at her answer, obviously not convinced.
Zachariah Krähe: Fine. but are you sure you want to involve those two. I mean I could just drag out the car battery..."
He trails off noticing that the sound of her skipping steps have stopped. Turning he finds her looking at him with an expectant impish grin.
Shaking his head he plucks her small form off the ground, and sets her on the steps in front of him.
Lady Munin: Yes I'm sure, if you're going to do something big you go all the way...or you don't do it at all.
She turns to start skipping her way up the steps, leaving Krähe to shrug and follow behind.
Zachariah Krähe: Things are never so simple with you, but fine I'll play along...How do you plan to start?
Lady Munin: It starts the way it always starts. With three words…
Her steps start to act like punctuation mark for each word she says.
Lady Munin: Bombtrax...Bombtrax...Bombtrax.
She lands on the platform as an explosion goes off in the distance. As Krahe along with the camera swings around to look behind them they see a plume of smoke and fire reaching up to the sky in the distance where an IPW production truck is now no more. Krahe’s eyebrows raise comically when he turns back to look up at Munin whose expression screams satisfaction. She gives him a wink before disappearing through the door. He takes one more look at the destruction unfolding behind him as a fire truck can be heard approaching the scene, shrugs, and follows his partner into the venue. The camera then fades into the interior of the Iconic Arena.
Zachariah Krahe: Are you sure this is what you want?
He asked flicking his cigarette out into the night and exhaling a plume of smoke.
Zachariah Krähe: I mean this isn't your typical venue, and playing here means staying in one place. It's not like their big enough to tour…
Munin laughed at his grumblings a bright happy sound that carried through the night air.
Lady Munin: Aww, don't be so glum chum. I know you don't like staying in one town, but trust me this is going to be fun. Besides, I do some of my best work in places like this.
Krähe grunts at her answer, obviously not convinced.
Zachariah Krähe: Fine. but are you sure you want to involve those two. I mean I could just drag out the car battery..."
He trails off noticing that the sound of her skipping steps have stopped. Turning he finds her looking at him with an expectant impish grin.
Shaking his head he plucks her small form off the ground, and sets her on the steps in front of him.
Lady Munin: Yes I'm sure, if you're going to do something big you go all the way...or you don't do it at all.
She turns to start skipping her way up the steps, leaving Krähe to shrug and follow behind.
Zachariah Krähe: Things are never so simple with you, but fine I'll play along...How do you plan to start?
Lady Munin: It starts the way it always starts. With three words…
Her steps start to act like punctuation mark for each word she says.
Lady Munin: Bombtrax...Bombtrax...Bombtrax.
She lands on the platform as an explosion goes off in the distance. As Krahe along with the camera swings around to look behind them they see a plume of smoke and fire reaching up to the sky in the distance where an IPW production truck is now no more. Krahe’s eyebrows raise comically when he turns back to look up at Munin whose expression screams satisfaction. She gives him a wink before disappearing through the door. He takes one more look at the destruction unfolding behind him as a fire truck can be heard approaching the scene, shrugs, and follows his partner into the venue. The camera then fades into the interior of the Iconic Arena.