7157/Movie Night Magic

Movie Night Magic
Date of Scene:	07 April 2019
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Jughead Jones, Sabrina Spellman

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Jughead Jones has posed:
Movie night! It's after the double-feature for the evening, and Jughead is watching everyone else leave the drive in - though admittedly it was a very small crowd tonight. Not even enough to really afford the second run film that was being played. He lets out a breath as the last customers leave and he moves to lock the gates. He'll be sticking around. After all, it is where he lives, and he cleans up the place after the playing of the movies.

After the gate's locked, he's turning to head towards the concession stand to start the clean up and also - there's the massive bag of leftover popcorn. Because there are other plans tonight.

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
Sabrina had not been here for the films, but she shows up shortly after knowing that Jughead is there cleaning for a few hours before settling in. "Jugs?" Calling out from the gates wearing what could be considered a school uniform if it were some prepitory school for colonials. A black skirt and top over a white high necked blouse, she has her shoulder bag as usual and Salem trailing a step to her right eyeing something off in the bushes as if he might go rushing after it. "You here Jugs?"

Jughead Jones has posed:
Being far enough away from the gates, Jughead can't hear Sabrina at the moment. But it's not like she can't witch her way over the fence if she should choose to. She can make out the shape of a shadow of a form as it's moving through the concession stand. It could very well be Jughead. Who else would be out here after closing time, after all?

A spring breeze blows through the air, bringing just a hint of a chill to the slightly warm spring air, the type of weapon that still requires a blanket.

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
Sabrina sees the shadow passing across an open portal in the concessions and whispers something quietly to herself as she steps forward through the gate, rather than going over it. Salem does similar though in a more mundane manner, leaping from tree over the gate to land near to the teen witch as she makes her way towards where she suspected she'd seen Jughead, "Hey, Jugs, you in there?" Who else would it be? Aside from her shoulderbag she's also carrying what appears to be an old style reel to reel tin that looks like it came straight out of the 70s or 80s.

Jughead Jones has posed:
From around a corner comes a form. It growls for a moment. Then it charges at Sabrina. Sliding to a halt, the shaggy white dog leaps up, pressing his front paws to Sabrina's pleats as he barks happily as he sees the woman, and immediately looks for pettings. Hot Dog'll never tell that Sabrina was using magic, after all.

Hearing the baring and the commotion, Jughead looks up from where he was on his hands and knees and cleaning up some soda stains. "Oh, hey Sabes. Did I forget something?" he asks, "I didn't know you came to the movies tonight - if you lost something, I haven't checked the lost and found yet."

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
"Hot Dog!" Sabs says happily, though Salem is less excited by the appearance of the overly excited bulldog and makes for a stain of his own to clean. A small bit of liquid cheese that he absently licks up from the floor, despite the fact that it's kind of undignified of him, he does so without consideration of the persona implications. "Hey Jugs." Sabs says, kneeling down to let Hog Dog gets his kisses and scratching behind the big dogs ears, "No, sorry. I kind of hopped the fence." Not completely untrue.

She's set down the tin she was carrying and nods down to it, "I found something for you at the library at the academy." The one at which she spends every other week. The one her aunts insist she attends despite being a senior in high school at Riverdale. "I'd never seen it before, but the incert card it was a horror movie from the 70s. Figure we can show it at the movie night?"

Jughead Jones has posed:
"Oh! It was our night, wasn't it? I had almost forgot." Untrue, he had completely forgotten. Sabrina's reminder causes him to realize that he's under-dressed compared to Sabrina's neuvo-schoolgirl look. "You look nice." he offers to her, before he pushes himself to his feet and dusts himself off. "Sure! Just hand me the reel, and we can set it up in the projector booth. Give me just a few moments..."

It takes him a few minutes, but he's finally inviting Sabrina up to the projection booth. A pair of lawn chairs have been set up on the outside patio of the booth for them to sit, and he's set out a bucket of popcorn and a couple of drinks - fruity slushies. He's loaded the tin that Sabrina offered him, and he waits for her to take a seat before he moves to join her.

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
"No, I mean for our event? I mean we can watch it tonight if you want, but I was talking about for the night of Twilight." Sabs hands the tin over to him and scratches behind Hot Dog's ears one finally time before making her way towards the projection booth with Jugs, "Well, I'll be." She says upon seeing he's everything set up for them ont he patio.

"What did you have in mind for us to watch if I hadn't brought that?" Pointing to the movie he's just finished loading into the projector. Salem finds a quiet spot, much higher than than humans, to lay and intentionally noisely clean himself. Like he needs to breath hard for the purpose so as everyone is AWARE that he's doing so.

Jughead Jones has posed:
"I had ordered a copy of 'Labryinth'." Jughead admits. "Bowie at his finest." he says with a chuckle as Hot Dog moves to lay down between the two to get any stray kernels that they dropped. "But yeah, we can watch it together first, see if it's worth it, and go from there?" comes Jughead's suggestion. "It's like.. the biggest living room in Canada. I hooked up a gaming system to it once." he says with a grin.

"You haven't played Kart Racers until you play Kart Racers on a 25 foot tall screen." he points out with a grin as he reaches over to turn on the movie and settle down next to Sabrina. And he reaches to take up some popcorn to pop into his mouth. But not before tossing one of the buttery kernels down for Hot Dog to scarf upon.

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
"Because of course you did." Sabrina teases him playfully about him having hooked a gaming system to the screen. She has a muted grin on her face and hair pushed back behind her ears as she settles into her own seat comfortably with her bag down at her side. The slushie he had ready is brought up for a slurp through the straw, "Labrynth you say. You know, Jennifer Connely hasn't aged a day since then? She's, like, sixty something and doesn't look a day over twelve."

As for the movie, it begins with no production logo and is clearly more of a home-movie than a studeo fare. It gives it a real vib that couldn't possibly be true since it's clearly about an exorcism. "So, how's school been?" She's been at the Academy this week, afterall.

Jughead Jones has posed:
Popping a kernel into his mouth, Jughead considers the question. "Oooh, movie noir." he says, before continuing. "Let's see. Started off with Veronica talking about how the meatloaf at the school was clearly an affront to something and that there was no vegetarian options. So she and Betty got together to start a vegan club, but that was all a ploy by Veronica to get Betty so involved in other things that she'd forget that she had a date with Archie at Pop's. But they she showed up there, and they both had to eat a meatloaf sandwich, and.. just another week in Riverdale." he says with a shake of his head.

"I think that there's a secret Fountain of Youth somewhere that they make slushies from, and she's the only one that access to them. Her and Paul Rudd." he points out as he glances at the screen and watches the footage, arching a brow. "Speaking of young.. that actress kinda looks like one of your aunts." he points out in observation. Perhaps may be a good time for a distraction.

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
Sabrina listens with interest to the just another week story from Riverdale and grins a little as she too pops some popcorn in her mouth. "Oh Ronnie.." She says, shaking her head, "Always trying to pull some crazy scheme that would just be easier talking to her friends. You know, one day that's going to backfire on her worse than eating a meatloaf sandwich." So sayeth the witch inadverently hexing the poor teenager.

Sabs glances up at the screen and her own eyes go wide at the woman there, "Huh... she does doesn't she?" Frowning just a little as she watches the exorcism continue, "I.. nah, that couldn't be Aunt Zelda. She would never be caught dead in bellbottoms, I don't care what season it is." Who does an exorcism in bellbottoms anyways.

Jughead Jones has posed:
"At least it wasn't a meatloaf monster this week?" Jughead asks deadpan, but his eyes are locked on the screen. "When did you say this film was shot?" he asks, as he takes out his phone. And he's swiping for his social media to take a look for something. "What is that word they keep saying - Loop-Gar-Rou?"

"I mean, garou is french for Wolf.. but..." There's a confused little frown as he continues to search through the social media pages. "We had that Disco Night a few weeks ago that your aunts were at, right?"

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
Sabrina narrows her eyes at the screen, "It means werewolf." She says quietly, dropping her feet off either side of her seat so she can sit up right with both hands down upon the seat between her legs. "Yeah, uh, Aunt Hilda was anyways. Zelda had business that night." Frowning even more so with a glance over at Jugs, "Why?" It's just a movie right? Who would video tape an exorcism. Especially if it was one about a lupine.

Jughead Jones has posed:
"I don't know. Was just curious. Remember seeing some bell-bottoms like that." Jughead responds, setting aside his phone as he reaches for some more popcorn to corral and bring over to his side and set down to pop a few kernels into his mouth. He's not saying much else - he can tell that he's touched a nerve with Sabrina, and he frowns a little. "Did.. you want me to stop it? I don't think the movie was meant to upset you? I mean, if your aunts gave it to you, right?"

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
"No, they didn't give it to me. It was in the library at the academy and I rented it out." Sabrina frowns a little and settles back into her seat nearer the popcorn. "I'm fine, it's just not what I thought it was, that's all." She assures Jugs and even smiles. It's a forced expression, but at least she's trying. Still, her attention keeps shifting back up to the big screen where someone who looks like her aunt Zelda in bellbottoms is going through a rather gruesome, and entirely too realistic, exorcism of something that she's calling a werewolf. "Yeah, maybe you should turn it off.."

Jughead Jones has posed:
"Okay." Jughead reaches over to turn off the projector, leaving them in the dark for a moment, with only the glow of the screen. Hot Dog's ears suddenly perk, and he sits up as he's looking around.

Because somewhere, out beyond the screen, there's a howl. It carries through the night, to the young pair sitting in the in booth.

Perhaps just a coyote.

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
Except it wasn't a coyote.

The hair on the back of Sabrina's neck stands up straight at the sound carried on the cool breeze and she looks off in that direction with a far too serious expression for it to be startled or afraid. "Turn on all the lights. The big ones." Pointing at them, "As many as you can, as quickly as you can." Salem, likewise, is looking off in that direction and periodically turning to stare down at Sabrina. If it weren't impossible, it might appear as if he has an eyebrow raised.

"It's okay Hot Dog." reaching over to scratch between his ears, pouring out a small palm of popcorn for the dog as she slips up from the chair to head over to where she left her bag to start digging inside like it could possibly be difficult finding something in a carrier that small.

Jughead Jones has posed:
"But I just got them all off." Jughead grumps as he pushes himself to his feet. "Alright, I have to head down to the power house. I'll be right back!" he promises Sabrina. And noticing that she's all afraid and stuff - and perhaps Jughead just doesn't realize he /should/ be afraid, he reaches over to squeeze her hand before he heads off. "Probably just an angry dog or something."

With that, he's on his way down the stairs to head towards the small generator shack to start to turn on the lights to both this screen and to the other, and illuminate the playground and other common areas.

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
Sabrina returns the squeeze and watches Jughead head off to get the lights on, then glances up at Salem. The cat snorts derisively, but jumps down from his perch to follow after the human boy without much more protest. He's careful to stay out of sight, however, keeping to the shadows as he trails a step behind Jugs towards the powerhouse.

Meanwhile, Sabrina has retrieved an old book and flipped through the pages until she finds what she's looking for in the binding of one of the pages: a silver gilded feather. It's plucked from where it was laying and she kneels down to chant over the item held in both hands quietly with her eyes closed. It shimmers a little, then begins glowing with an etherial light. Once she's finished her spell, she slides it beneath the popcorn machine so that the light is hidden so as to create a safe area around the concessions stand.

She sends a quick text to come back to the concessions once Jugs is finished at the power shack. "Come on... hurry hurry.."

Jughead Jones has posed:
The area is bathed in the harsh light of the flourescent bulbs that are used to guide the way for cars to enter and leave the drive-in after the show is over. The concession shack lights up, and the various machines whir to life within. As he finishes flicking the switches, Jughead glances at his phone, seeing Sabrina's text. Stepping out of the shack, he raises his hand to wave to her.

And just then, the ground in the middle of the parking lot heaves up, as a large object collides with it. Rising from the crater that it created, the massive white creature is covered in fur, and swings it's attention to the direction that it came in from. Grabbing the merry-go-round, which had long since rusted to a stop, it yanks it out of the ground and flings it in the direction as it roars.

"WENDIGO!" howls the creature as it starts to take in it's surroundings. Jughead is caught flat-footed in the open, watching the amazing display, before he's turning to try to run towards the concession stand.

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
That is precisely the occurance Sabrina was afraid of, but it isn't nearly as bad as her mind made it to be. This does not mean it is less threatening a situation for her or for Jughead, but at least it's not a pack of wolves... no, just the one. Formidable as that one might be.

Salem, oddly enough, is the first to act. Running across the open area between Wendigo and Jughead through shadowy approach and leaps at the white furred creatures back with far more ferociousness than should be capable of such a tiny creature. Most such felines, of course, are not the imprisoned spirit of a warlock from ages past, so they can be forgiven their inability to duplicate his savagery.

Sabrina, likewise, responds quickly.

She waves her hand in a wide arching vertical circle infront of herself and pushes her hands forward towards the creature hurling a rusted merry-go-round. The object freezes in mid-flight and settles back into the same position from wince it was torn as if never hurled at all. It might well appear as if time just reversed, except Wendigo wasn't involved in this reversal at all.

At the entrance tot he concessions, Sabrina waves for Jughead to enter, "Come on! Get inside!"

Jughead Jones has posed:
Jughead /misses/ Salem going on the attack as he is yelled at by Sabrina. His attention is focused on her, missing the whole trick that she pulls as the young man's survival instincts override his curiosity - just for now, as he makes his way to the shack, ducking underneath Sabrina's arm to get inside and do a count on everyone present. Himself. Sabrina. Hot Dog... "Where's Salem?" he asks Sabrina worriedly, not noticing the cat in the shack.

Or the cat on the attack. As Salem slashes at Wendigo, the creature can sense the feline's magic and howls, swiping at the cat to knock it away from him, even as the merry-go-round comes to a halt. The creature prepares to slash at Salem again, when a light from above bathes the creature.

"Wendigo, this is Vindicator of Alpha Flight! Surrender now, or we'll be forced to take you down!" comes the order from Heather Hudson, one of the more well known members of the Flight as she stands in the doorway of a Quinjet, the green maple leaf of her uniform noticable. "I don't know who stopped that debris from hitting the Quinjet, but I thank you!"

Wendigo growls, and looking around, leaps off again, heading towards the darker Canadian forest, with the Quinjet in hot pursuit. Hopefully Salem let go before the mythical creature leapt away.

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
Salem has no intentions of actually fighting Wendigo. Even magically enhanced, he's just a magically enhanced house cat familiar and that does not bode well for him. Once he has allowed Jughead the chance to escape pursuit, the cat lets itself be thrown away and rolls into the darker shadow created by one of the big overhead lights bath of light long enough to collect his wits.

Sabrina watches the cat, then looks at Jughead, "He's fine, he probably just found somewhere to hide..." She says worriedly, glancing up and out one of the windows as the quinjet and Wendigo both go running in another direction. She'll have to file a report with Alpha Flight at some point so that they know she was in the area, but for now she can pretend like she's just a worried girl. Which really isn't that hard, "Are you okay?" She asks Jugs with a deep frown.

"You came pretty close to getting eaten..." Maybe a little exageration.

Jughead Jones has posed:
"Eaten?" Jughead asks, as he turns his attention to Sabrina now that he's had a few moments to catch his breath, a few deeper ones to try to figure out what just happened. Then it clicks.

"That..." he starts to say, then pauses.

"That was /amazing/, Sabrina!" he finally manages, catching the young woman's hands in his own. "Did you set all that up? How did you get someone to play Wendigo like that? And the Alpha Flight thing! If we do that at the Save the Theatre event, they'll never close this place down! That was /spectacular/, Sabrina! I could kiss you!" he says, completely in awe that Sabrina would set up this whole thing. The movie - that convienently lead to Wendigo's arrival, being chased by Alpha Flight. /Clearly/ Sabrina thought this whole thing up.

And he probably doesn't realize he just said what he said.

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
Sabrina just sort of stares at Jughead for a minute as if she's not entirely sure she heard him say what she thinks she heard him say about all this being an elaborate theatrical production. She puts a big smile on that probably looks awkward while trying to find the right words, to play into it so as not to let on how incredibly real it was. This is enough time for Salem to come trotting in as if nothing happened at all, a dead mouse hanging from his mouth that he fully intends to take somewhere quiet and eat.

"Yeah..." She manages and... that's all. Nodding slowly and glancing around with one hand pulling out of his to rub at the back of her neck. She just doesn't have the words and her heart is kind of still pounding. She doesn't realize he said it either, it is literally the furthest thing from her mind, in fact. "We should probably turn the lights off now that everyone is gone." The actors, totally she means the actors and the Quinjet.

"And I'm gonna turn that movie back Monday."

Jughead Jones has posed:
"You are? But that was the whole lynchpin of the production." But.. he can see that Sabrina is looking uncomfortable. And he lets go of Sabrina's hands. "Sorry." he manages, as he turns to head out of the concession shack to turn off all the lights and plunge the place back into the near-darkness that existed before the whole event happened. Once that's done, he comes out of the shack to head back towards the projection booth.

"I'll just get that film rewound for you, Sabes." Maybe he's playing it up. Maybe he's just that oblivious. Noone can really tell when it comes to Jughead.

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
Sabs does not now, nor has she ever believed Jughead was oblivious. He is the exact oposite of oblivious. She watches him walk towards the shake and then turns to look at Salem who shrugs while eating the mouse he caught, "Don't know, Sabrina.. don't know." Maybe it was the movie? Maybe the movie caused it and then made it feel like it was all a production? Maybe it was her ward that she put beneath the popcorn machine.

Either way, Sabrina puts the feather back int he spine of the book and shoves the book back into her bag which she shoulders while waiting for Jugs to return. "I think maybe I should yeah. But I'll see if there's something else I can rent out that would be a little easier to reproduce for the theatre night..." Now she's able to play along, even smiling again.

Jughead Jones has posed:
It takes a few minutes, but Jughead returns with the film canister. "Let's just stick with Labrynth then. I can have them make a tire maze or something." there's a smile from the young man as he hands over the canister to Sabrina. "You're pretty remarkable for it anyway, though. Just so you know." he points out to her quietly, a small shrug of his shoulders as he sets the film down.

"Want me to grab the gate for you?" he asks her, lifting his blue eyes to meet hers again, and noticing a bit of hair out of place, he lifts it to tuck it back behind her ear.

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
"Yeah, that would probably be best." Sabrina agrees, not sure she can handle trying to protect a drive in full of people from raging Wendigos or worse. "Maybe Archie can dress up like Jareth?" That'd be humorous, anyways. Salem bats his dinner away and cleans at his claws to get at all the juicy little morsels, absently watching the teens with a smug little expression on his black and white face.

Sabs smiles when Jugs moves the wild hair back behind her ear, "Probably should, yeah." Looking down at her watch, something old that one of her aunts gave her no doubt. "Maybe we can try again tomorrow night?" Glancing up hopefully at him.

Jughead Jones has posed:
"I'd like that. I get to pick the movie this time, though." Jughead responds. "What, so we can have Betty and Veronica fight over who gets to be Sarah?" he asks her with a grin, amusement pulling on his features now that he sees that she's cheering up. "And maybe watch a movie on the laptop instead, huh?" he suggests.

With the hair tucked back in place, he slides his hand on Sabrina's shoulder before letting it drop back to his side and remembers to get out his keys so that he can walk Sabrina to the gates. Undoing the lock, he opens it slightly to let Sabrina out. "Tomorrow night, then." he promises her.

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
"It would be worth watching, at least?" Sabrina says in a tiny voice of Veronica and Betty slap fighting over Archie while the pair of them walk towards the front gate, "Thanks for tonight, sorry if the movie wasn't exactly what I thought it was." She juts her chin a little, then reaches out to squeeze Jugs elbow.

"Tomorrow night." She promises, stepping out with Salem right behind her, "Seeya then, Jugs. I'll text you once I'm back in Greenvale."

Jughead Jones has posed:
"Hey, Sabes?" Jughead asks, waiting for the blonde to turn to him. And when she does, he leans in and presses a light kiss to her cheek. "Be safe going home, okay?" There's a smile to her, before he turns his attention to Hot Dog and locking the gate. "Come on, Hot Dog, lets see how many burgers are left."

Sabrina Spellman has posed:
Sabs blushes a little and rubs her cheek, "I will." She'll be flying home anyways, so she couldn't be safer. With a stop off at Alpha Flight to make sure they caught Wendigo before heading home, should almost be a realistic length of time! "Bye Jugs, Hot Dog." Waving to both, she heads off towards the woods rather than following the path that leads out.