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romanticidal) wrote in knightsoflegend2013-07-14 12:38 am
chicago ♔ beside you in time
♬ Right Where It Belongs - Nine Inch Nails
WHO || Buffy, Spike, Finnick, Myri, Dawn, Archer, Elena, Kat, Gar, Mark, Isabella, Burt, Des, Rafael, Violet, Francesca, Luthir. [closed]
WHAT || The events directly following the day of Jade's death
WHERE ||Various, Chicago
WHEN || July 5th, 2013 to the funeral
HOW || Actionspam
[ Following a long night after returning from the hospital where Jade finally passed away, there remains a lot to be said and done.
As Burt struggles to deal with the legal side of things, Francesca begins to head that way across the ocean in order to help the Knights do the same, and to help Finnick leave his celebrity life behind somehow. Violet takes the full weight of responsibility for planning the funeral into her hands, and the others continue to try to cope with what's occurred, and slowly put the pieces of information that they have together.
But many of them are still reeling from the revelations of the last few days, or carrying their own emotional burdens. Des continues to keep the truth about Jade's last words to himself as he deals with losing a woman he'd come to love, and faces up to a now uncertain future, thanks to a deal struck with Iscariot. Myri worries deeply about the potential fate of Violet, who's been considering hunting down Keijen Blade on her own, and her concern causes another small rift in her relationship with Finnick. Buffy finally reaches a point of breaking down over her conflicted feelings for Rafael, as Elena assists Archer in completing a giant fireworks bomb for reasons unknown.
This log covers the events leading up to the funeral, which means it will most likely cover a day or two or three. We will use it to make threads for any and all events occurring during this time. ]
des, buffy, rafael ♔ closed
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isabella, violet, burt ♔ closed
no, guess.
:D
it's the same dream as last time, as if to brand it into her brain for when she reaches her waking hours. at which point, she would have a text from isabella, who says she's waiting for her outside. ]
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What she wouldn't give for 24 hours of uninterrupted, dreamless sleep...
She answers the text with an annoyingly short one of her own (don't you just love it when people text back with "k"). A few minutes later she slides into the car with a cup of coffee from the cafeteria and two muffins. She holds out ot a little, eyebrows lifted as if asking if Isabella wants it. Vi isn't that hungry -- when was the last time she even ate? -- so she is pretty sure she grabbed two muffins out of habit alone.]
Morning. Thanks for picking me up.
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Spike and Mark } closed
Because Spike sure does :-)
Which is why shortly after they both wake up, Spike corners Mark.]
So, how's the family?
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francesca, luthir ♔ closed
luthir's very quiet on the plane, which... is pretty normal for him, as francesca knows, but there's a level of tension there that he doesn't usually display even en route to the most dangerous of missions. ]
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oh, and maybe they should speak in elven. to sound more suspicious to other passengers and keep all the secrets.] You seem tense.
Finnick assured me everyone was alright.
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Myri and Finnick | closed
She dozes in an out of a light sleep, and it's still very early in the morning when she places a hand on his shoulder and speaks to try to wake him.]
Finnick? [Perhaps waking a person up to apologize isn't the right foot to start out on, but it's been troubling her heart all night long. She's still new to this love thing- give her a break.] I need to talk to you about something.
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myri goes to the zoo | open
The program switches to commercial, which is an advertisement for the Lincoln Park Zoo. Since she's never been exposed to this concept, Myri sits up a little straighter and watches the ad with curiosity. When it ends, she glances around the room to see if anyone else was around to have seen that.]
I've never heard of a zoo.
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[One, because it's something that usually kids go to. Second, because she...doesn't remember.]
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Archer, Alcohol, and a Bomb - A recipe for amazing things. | Open
[The possibilities danced through his head, as he began to empty the contents of the bags; Grey Goose Vodka, tomato juice, lime juice, horseradish, Worcestershire sauce, hot sauce, salt, pepper, celery, Extremedura olives, caper berries, a juicer, a grater, a jigger, and a Boston shaker - Everything a secret agent needs to mix his favorite Bloody Mary. A lot of this stuff was actually probably already in the suite, but he didn't bother to look before he went out. He deftly mixed up a whole pitcher of the tomato-drink, he knew he would need it for his next endeavor, as he looked to the remaining bags.]
[The remaining two bags were devoted to ingredients for breakfast, but not just any breakfast. Eggs Woodhouse - breakfast of kings. This would be Archer's first time attempting to cook them himself, but he'd observed several times.
First, the Béchamel: 1 tablespoon beurre d'Ardenne, 1 tablespoon organic wheat flower, 1/3 cup organic whole milk, 1 bay leaf, 4 dashes of hot sauce, and 1/2 teaspoon of sel de mer haïtien. Archer combined the ingredients in a saucepan, and stirred.
Next, the creamed Spinach. 1 cup of farm fresh organish Spinach, drained and finely chopped, with 1/4 teaspoon sel de mer haïtien, and 1/2 teaspoon of freshly ground black pepper. Archer cooked this in a small pan until warm, then added it to the Béchamel - keeping it warm and stirring.
For the Hollandaise, he would simmer three cups of distilled water in a copper-bottomed pan. Then in a separate bowl, mix one cup distilled water with one organic grain-fed free-range white-egg yolk, whisking until foamy, then adding a 3/4 tablespoons of fresh-squeezed lemon juice, a few drops at a time. He places the bowl over the pan of simmering water, until the blend begins to emulsify, then mixes in 1/4 cup of clarified beurre d'Ardenne and some sel de mer haïtien very slowly and gently.]
Stay frosty, Sterling. Halfway there... [A beat, before he says quietly in a sing-songy voice;] 'Liiivin on a prayer' Ahem. hmm hmm.
[In yet another pan (Who's cleaning these, Archer?) he pours 2 inches of distilled water, and another inch of white vinegar, bringing it to a simmer. He breaks two organic grain-fed free-range brown eggs, gently sliding the contents into individual ramekins. Each is then poached in the simmering distilled vinegar for about 2-1/2 minutes, then removed with a fine mesh spoon. (Because how hard is it to poach a goddamned egg properly. It's like, 'Eggs 101')
Archer then pulls out several more pans. In one he warms several artichoke bottoms. In another he begins warms several ounces of fine Pata Negra ham, and in the last he warms a small Périgord truffle.
While they heat, he mixes the Garnish; in a dish he blends a pinch of Édes Csemege, a pinch of Kashmiri saffron, and a teaspoon of Beluga caviar.
He then goes back and chiffonades the Pata Negra ham into fine thin strips, and slices the truffle exceedingly thinly on the bias, using a fine razor blade.
Finally, he dish was ready to be assembled.
On a large plate, Archer spread the warm creamed spinach, making a bed onto which the rest of the dish would rest. The two artichoke bottoms are then placed, with one of each poached egg adorning them. over all of this, he sprinked the Pata Negra ham chiffonade, and sliced Périgord truffle. Then, he ladled the Hollandaise sauce over the whole dish, and sprinkled it with the garnish he'd prepared.]
[He finally sat down at the table, Eggs Woodhouse in one hand, and Bloody Mary in the other. He wasn't sure which impressed him most - The fireworks bomb, his phenomenal (and $150.00) breakfast, or that Elena girl.]
Possibly the girl. Probably the bomb. [He takes a bite.] But right now, definitely these eggs. My god, I'm amazing.
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She'd been up super late after all. Making a bomb. Yep.]
Good morning.
[Trying to remember the less hideous details of last night was much preferable to remembering the entire thing. She walks in a straight line toward the coffee machine. She's has her priorities, that's for sure.]
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finnick | open
sooner or later, sleeping beauty emerges from his room. even after all the come to jesus talks with myri and phone call with francesca, he's still left feeling anxious and on edge. he can't voice his worries or his feelings to anyone else on the team — the words get stuck in his throat, and he honestly doesn't feel like they would understand. besides, his well-being is pretty low on the list of important things right now (as far as he can tell.)
so, instead, finnick is currently sitting on the sofa in the living room area of the suite, tying knots with a shoelace he'd liberated from one of his shoes the night before. it was a good distraction. even though the tv is on in front of him, it's obvious that he's paying negative zero attention to the screen. his fingers move impossibly fast as he goes through knot after knot.]
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What're you watching?
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elena ; open
Her life is forever changed, tbh.
It might be strange to some, finding comfort in a beverage, but it somehow does a lot to perk her up today.
It's the little things, right?]
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ota
It's a pretty usual sight, actually. Spike watches a lot of television, either purposefully or as background noise. Even the rapidly fading burn scars aren't that unusual, considering all the time he spends in the sun. The difference is, he's not watching soaps or reality tv or any of the trashy stuff he usually enjoys so much.
He's watching.... the news.
He wants to know what people are saying about the concert. How much trouble they may or may not be in. It's good to be aware of these things. Of course, if he hears anyone coming, he's diving for the remote and changing the channel. Still, they might see what he's actually doing before he makes it there.]
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What is this?
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No, Asher- it's not... I swear to God, if that was a gun I heard click, I will drive to Detroit and shove it up your ass. Look, if people start asking about me, you go underground. You don't engage. Tony'll agree with me if the bastard wasn't screening my calls. [There's a pause where he finally lets the other person on the other end of the line talk.] I'm not worried about me, so you shouldn't be either. I just need damage control right now. And I need- [he pinches the bridge of his nose. the person the other end seems to understand and Des nods.] Great. I'll keep you posted.
[Yeah, contrary to popular belief, Des has friends who aren't you guys.
The most shocking reveal of the entire game.]
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So he's catching this conversation as he smokes and watching unobtrusively from a few feet away until Des hangs up. Then he'll react appropriately to this surprise twist.]
You have friends?
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GRAY DEBRIEF LOG | ONE THREAD
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Good news or bad news?
[She's guessing bad. That's been the trend lately.]
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francesca, luthir arrive ♔ the next day
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...I'll cook my own food, and mix my own drinks. I'll even dress myself. But I will not be lowered to the point where I'm opening doors...
[He sighs.]
Woodhouse... When I find you, you are eating so many cobwebs.
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vi & elena; not particularly closed
Cheater.
So bringing gifts of coffee because that seemed to be Elena's thing, she approaches the girl. At least she is not a stroppy, weeping mess, so small favors.]
Hey, Elena, I was wondering if I could ask you something?
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She looks up at the sound of her name, and though she looks a little tired, who isn't lately? She gives the girl an attempt at a smile and nods her head.]
Of course. What it is?
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for burt, des, rafael & isabella, seperately
But some parts of the planning involve a more personal touch, which is the part she hates. She doesn't want to pick out the dress Jade is going to buried in, but she does. She has absolutely no desire to pick out a casket, but she does and it's beautiful. She most doesn't want to ask a few certain people if they will speak at the funeral -- but she does.
So she finds them... some place, one by one, to broach the subject.]
Got a minute?
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Can I spit first? [This is the face of a man who has no idea what the conversation he's being roped into entails. He opens the door a little wider to allow her entrance and walks back towards the bathroom.]
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closed to Gar }
Or will soon.]
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vi, luthir ♔ closed
but yes, he tells her that whenever she'd like to talk, she can come knock. before heading off with francesca to discuss further the details they just learned.
SO WHENEVER SHE COMES TO DO THAT, THIS HAPPENS. ]
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She gets lost the first try, as she do.
But she is there eventually, hair still damp, and knocks a bunch of times like its a little song.] It's me.
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finnick, francesca ♔ closed
[ francesca doesn't want finnick to think she forgot about him, with all this trial talk, she just assumed he wanted privacy to be able to openly discuss things. so she'll invite him to come to her room later if he wants to talk more about his specific situation. ]
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spike, francesca ♔ technically open, i guess
Do you have a date for tomorrow? [ because it sounds weird to say 'date' and 'funeral' in the same sentence. ]
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for the funeral?
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myri, finnick | not really closed
Nothing.
Myri pushes the door open further to let the light from the common room spill in.]
Vi? Violet? [She steps more fully into the room as a heavy feeling settles on her chest, making it harder for her to breathe. She isn't here. But if she isn't, then...]
She's gone! [Myri runs and bursts into the room she shares with Finnick, shaking with fear and thinking the worst.] She's gone after them! She's left and- [But this room is also empty. Turning wildly, she tries to swallow back her panic but it presses on her from all sides.]
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Myri? [wow she is ... really panicking huh.] What's wrong? What about Vi?
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Alainn, Gar ♔ OTA
She stands on her tip-toes, vainly trying to see into the eye-hole in the door, impatience plain on her features.]
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Who are you?
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