Automobile meet up

[Kray]

Of the ashen kings interests, beyond food, cars rate pretty well. Specific cars of course more then others and he finds less time for the modern machines of plastic and carbon they just seem to lack the same appeal or personality of what are now considered classic or vintage cars but to him are flashes of memory in some cases, or in others holes that seem like they should be memories.

A lot of what he sees here today lacks that appeal but now and then something wondrous catches the giants eye and he wonders over with long strides to appreciate things that are no longer made, and regardless still much to small for his gigantic frame.

Food of course is never off the menu and a four patty burger with cheese, pickles and all the trimmings on offer fills one great grey hand while the largest size of a cup of something that should have a straw but he has just pulled the lid of drink straight from the cup is in his right.

[Mina]

Now the Elemental knew absolutely nothing about cars, not a damn thing. She knew how to drive them, and that they were great for getting from point A to point B, but that was it.

So why was she there? Well one, there was yummy street food. Food carts always had the best food in her opinion, so she had to check it out. And two? Glamour. The way some people simply desired cars was insane! So why not get some good food and some free Glamour!

Wearing a white tank top and cutoff jeans, she made her way around some of the cars, fries in hand. She was a sucker for fries, loved them!

Munching on one, mismatched eyes looked at a car that was, well, a car and then she saw the Autumn King!

Couldn’t help but notice him, damn guy was giant Orge that towered over everyone and everything.

Always good company, she weaves her way over with a smile, “Hey! Looking for a car? Or simply here to enjoy the food?” munching on another fry, it was obvious which was her choice. “How’ve you been?”

[Kray]

It takes a few seconds for the giant to look away from a 1963 Triumph TR4 When the masked elemental talks to him and first he looks to his side only then trailing his great head down to find the source. Once he realizes who has spoken to him, Mina might not have her ball jointed limbs showing but he has seen her mask a few times now. The ogre chews faster and swallows down the mouthful of his overflowing burger. "Oh. Hey there." Great shoulders shrug. "Uh. I like cars, they just don't like me I don't fit in most." His height and bulk often lead to a very cramped situation. "Ah. If I spot one for sale that fits the bill then sure I might, I do need a new one after my last got scrapped." A sentence that makes his jaw form into what might be a frown but looks more like a scowl. "Ah. What about you looking for some new or well old wheels? or here to enjoy the show?" They sure did not make cars like those of several decades past any more that was for sure. "Oh. I've been well enough thanks, getting by doing this and that." Hardly the place to talk of his more criminal business dealings. "Uh. Yourself, been alright?" It was only proper to return the pleasantry and beyond that he thought well enough of the elemental and the question carried that.

[Mina]

A nod of understanding, “Ever consider a truck?” they seemed like they would have more room in them. “What type of cars do you like?” never really taking him as a car guy, so she was really curious.

“Oh, sorry to hear that. Hope you’re able to find something then.” Picking a fry to munch on. “I have my Jeep and it serves me well enough, no need for anything else. Plus, I don’t know a damn thing about cars. I was mainly coming here to get out and enjoy the street food.” Holding up her fries. “There is just something about street food.” It was cheaper and just tasted better.

“Not doing too bad, got some time off so I’m taking advantage of it. Even thinking of throwing together another game night pot luck thing. Was a lot of fun last time, so I figured, why not try another one!”

[Kray]

Great shoulders heave a shrug. "Ah. I got a van now, but short of those massive haulage lorries I don't think they make cabs big enough for me." His horn nubbins left scratches in the cabins roofs so he had to be careful and anything to expensive would quickly suffer damages. "Ah. It is not the same though." At the question the great grey hand holding the massive drinking cup indicates a few such as a 1967 Jauguar S-Type "Uh. Things from that era mostly." So not cheap taste but it would be a lot more expensive to run some of these modern machines. "Oh. But they do not make things like it any more. No it's all plastic and carbon and quite efficient engines." His head is shaking in disappointment. "Ah. There's no character to them anymore, no soul." Whatever that meant.

Before he can spill it the giant chugs several hefty mouthfuls from his drink as Mina speaks. "Ah. It had to happen, it got used for something club related that left it unsafe to use after." He made it sound like damage had been done but if it was club related there was a possibility it was more then that. "Hm. Jeeps are fine, rugged cars those. Gets you where you need to go and not to bad to maintain." But anything with an open top was also rather out of the question for a career criminal, which he was. "Uh. I know enough to fix most of the day to day stuff, keep them running. Kept mine running as long as I could and it was well past it's rime even when I got it." That thing had broken down at least once a week. "Ha. Well I can agree with that, street food can be pretty good." Taking another hefty mouthful of his over sized burger. Once his mouth is empty he speaks again. "Hm. I think you know someone who might have even more appreciation for it then me, she taught me a thing or two about the food trucks of the city." The Queen of spring could it would seem match the ogres appetite and knew what the city had to offer no doubt.

The plans of the elemental perk up his ears for sure. "Oh. Yeah that's a good idea, the last one went well. If I have the time I'd show up to it." The caveat there was of course the increasingly low amount of free time he seemed to find he had.

[Mina]

Frowning slightly, “Sounds like you might need to just make some modifications to suit your needs? I mean, if you knew someone who was skilled enough in that field and all, might be a sound investment.” Get exactly what you were looking for. Following where he was indicating, her head tilts, “Hmmm. Not my particular taste, but I can see why someone would like it. A car that does draw the eye, and looks like it’s solid. Bet it’s smooth around corners.” Clearly trying to find something about cars even though she didn’t know much about them. “What is it about that one that you like?” curious about his answer. “I mean, efficient engines isn’t always a bad thing.” Efficient is good.

“Then as part of the club, I thank you for your sacrifice.” Not knowing what happened, but if Kray made a sacrifice, it had to be important. “I got it for the space, while not actually being a truck. Plus, it’s great fun in the summer. Nothing like taking the top off and enjoying the wind in my hair. Though not too great when traveling through the colder states,” shrugging, “but I survived.”

Laughing. “Then you know more than I do. I can change a tire, but that’s about it.” And she considered that a win. Nodding as she chewed more fries, “I was surprised to not see her here, giving all the trucks setup.” She’d have to give Sonnie a hard time about it the next time she saw her.

Lighting up a bit, “I think it went well too! Was thinking of switching up the games, but still keeping them simple of course. Nothing too difficult.” Anything too difficult might not make people want to play. “Though I am making sure there are more hams this time.” Chuckling.

[Kray]

Mina did seem to mean well with her suggestion and the giants chuckle is not meant to be mean spirited. "Ha. Well now that would be quite the mechanic if they could increase the height of the cab." That was not so easily done. "Uh. You would need to raise the entire roof of the car which would require cutting it off and adding more metal, several inches of metal." Shaking his head. "Uh. What you have then is basically a vertical cut and shut, the car would be very dangerous to drive." No doubt some out there probably did it, but that idea invoked one of the saying he had learned from Circe, participants in the Darwin award. "Hm. Besides it would look terrible." And that surprising actually seemed to matter on this topic. "Uh. Besides look at it, it has character. The wing mirrors aren't by the door they are so far forward, the headlights aren't sat squarely they are on top of each. Someone was not afraid to experiment, to think out side the box with that." He had enough wits about him to not repeat that he likes what era the car was from, that might give to much away if he harps on about it. "Oh. Now that's a nice one." Indicate a 1964 Ford Mustang "Hm. It might even be an original." he did not have to much exposure to American cars back in his child hood but the age would place it about right.

He waves off the thanks with his hand holding the drink, he had done what needed to be done in the moment. "Ah. It comes with the job doesn't it." King or notary? Maybe both? "Ah. I'll take your word for it, More of a Sunday driver myself." Slower steadier drives out in the country maybe see a place you had never seen before. "Ha. You don't strike em as the type to let a little thing like cold air beat you." It would be a cruel fate indeed to survive and escape Arcadia only to get done in by a chill.

He take another large bite of his burger stack, looking more to free up a hand as much as finish it, probably a solid two bites to go which spoke to the sheer size of the thin that ti was taking him some time. After he has swallowed he speaks again. "Ah. Well my old car it broke down a lot, I had to learn to keep the thing running." Learn by necessity that had been. "Ha. Well here is the thing I figure if we are here and she is not, I reckon she might know something we don't and be off somewhere else with even better food." He tries to wink conspiratorially, it fails the motion just looks sinister with his bulbous eyes.

The ashen kings enjoyment of games is by now fairly well known he would think. "Ah. I don't what the game is all in all playing them is the point. Although it was a small shame none of the board games got any time for all the poker." She gets a third deep dark laugh out of the giant. "Ha. Good good I was thinking one ham just didn't quite hit the spot." Could he eat more then one? Probably.

[Circe]

A solid engine growl reveals another vehicle's arrival to the event. It doesn't peel into a spot or spin in to fit like Ace Ventura's driving it, no. The driver is quite responsible with the parking job. And then proceeds to pull herself out the window, giving folks a lack of an eyeful for the Fairest's figure.


Brown combat boots don't show off much of her feet, and whilst denim pants hugs her lower figure nicely what will shock and draw the most attention is her unrevealing top of choice. In this heat she is wearing a pocket covered leather jacket in this heat. Zipped up with the wearer perfectly fine in the temperature, no signs of sweat.

What heat?

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2026-07-22 16:03:01	Circe rolls 7 to Son of Hearth (10 Again)	10, 6, 9, 4, 9, 5, 4, 7	3 successes

Son of the Hearth was such a fun Contract to bullshit her way through the heat, Circe will freely brag about this. If anyone she liked or favored by Summer wanted to learn it, she'd take small bribes for educ-mah-cating them. The fact that its catch was easily done with a real or fake cigarette and spit was just icing on the temperature. Cheat to win! Shame for the mundies she wasn't sharing the effect, that'd ask too many questions.


Circe wastes little time in securing her car, windows and doors locked up so that it can be viewed but not touched. The Summer Queen gets some attention as she then stretches far, popping her back. Then goes to look around to see waht she can see.


And almost heads over to a tricked out dune-buggy after seeing someone very big from the back tapping his hand on top of the vehicle. But a quick glance shows he is 7-footer but a platinum blonde, so certainly not her favorite Ogre in town. Whoops. She spins on her heel on starts walking about. Not likely to run into too many folks she knows out here.


Circe has to pick a direction. Hotrod row or classics direction? Eh, classics it is! She starts walking, drawing attention due to how covered up she is for once.

[Mina]

She didn’t take the chuckle personally, “I was thinking of seeing cars like the one from the Munsters. If memory serves me, it was designed with the height of the main character. And yes, I know it’s a fictional car, but it just got me thinking.” Shrugging, it was an idea. “Only dangerous if not done right. Take the bars of a Jeep, they’re pretty damn thick and can take the weight of the Jeep should it roll. Seems like the metal and design could be applied somewhat, making the vehicle safer to operate. But again, just ideas that are coming to my head from my very little car experience. And yeah, it would look horrible.” Laughing. Looking back to the car, and what he points out, “It certainly has character. A lot of newer cars all seem to look the same, like they are designed by the same person. So I’ll give it that, it stands out.” Which sometimes is a good thing. Maybe she just wasn’t a car girl, looking at the other car. “I like the color, and it looks like it’s been well cared for.”

A shrug, “I suppose, but no one forces anyone to do anything. It’s appreciated.” Maybe there were Monarchs who didn’t feel the need to sacrifice their own cars or luxuries. “Oh, I don’t let it beat me. But when your vehicle isn’t air tight, it can suck sometimes.” Sure, she could stand the cold, but sometimes, when driving, you don’t want it getting in.

“A good way to learn. Been lucky that mine hasn’t broken down yet.” A quick nod, “You know, that could be it, but then she’s holding out. And that’s not cool.” Nope.

“I can still bring the board games, I’d like to get more practice at playing them.” Laughing as well, “Well this time you would have to share, considering the last one was meant to be shared.” She points out.

It would always be hard to miss the Summer Monarch. Because well, it was Circe!

Mina raises a hand and waves.

[Kray]

Okay it would probably easier to finish the drink first, which the giant proceeds to do swigging it back in deep gulps that cause some to spill over the sides, not that he seems to notice of mind. "Ah. There we go." The container gets crushed his grip and put in a pocket for later disposal, he might be a messy eater but he was not about to litter it seems. "Uh. Sorry but I don't do so well with shows or movies." More a books and radio kind of chap when he had the time. "Ah. No you see the roof would only be as strong as the weld holding it in place, which would be weaker then a single solid unit." Cut and shut cars were very much part of the criminal world he worked in, people wanted cheap cars, or needed something cheap and disposal as get away vehicles. "Ah. Sure maybe less dangerous then the half and half way of doing thing but I would not want the roof flying off mid drive." That would be quite the mess. "Oh. You could put a roll cage in I guess yes, Make it safer if the car rolls but the roof itself would still be weaker." But it seems he had managed to get the point about the jag across well enough. "Ha. Yes exactly all these modern cars are just variation on the same stream lined thing. All numbers and no character." The ford apparently did not impress much either. "Uh. Okay what stands out to you around here?" Maybe getting her to pick the car he could get more of a idea of her type of wheels.

No he had not been forced, but a crown meant duty, and he took that kind of thing fairly seriously. Still the topic need not be pressed it was in the past now. "Oh. I don't doubt it is does, now you can tell me something about cars. Is there no way to double line the roof or something to help keep it warmer?" But he had to remember the elemental was also frosty in her kiths maybe she didn't mind the cold quite so much, or maybe it was traumatic for her. With lost it could go either way and all ways in between.

Heavy shoulders shrug as he takes his second to last bite of his burger terrible teeth making short work of the patties before he swallows it down. "Uh. Dying skill these days, most just call a repair company to come give them a tow." A point he hums and haws over a little. "Ah. Which sometimes I get sometimes, only so much you can do at the side of the road." If something major went like the clutch then well yeah that need a workshop, or magic. "Uh. Well if she is holding I can't blame I have my favorite places as well." he would eat just about anything of course but even gluttons have preferences.

There was an easy solution to a he sees it. "Uh. Well you can always hit up a game store or two most of them have board game days or nights." He did, not that it helped him win any. "Oh. Well then you will need to bring a lot of hams. I eat a lot." That was clear, but well if someone hosted an event and put on food who was to complain that it got eaten.

When Mina waves the giant looks around and the exotic beauty that is the summer queen does indeed stand out. "Uh. Speaking of people I would expect to see here." Which was a good thing, he enjoyed the summer queens company.