nyc --> london ♔ and as the vision fades | i'll say i was blinded by your eyes

[postergirl]

♬ It Happens All the Time - Depeche Mode

WHO || Failboat, Des, Rafael, Isabella, Burt, and more~ [closed]
WHAT || The Knights finally say their goodbyes and head back to the castle
WHERE || NYC hotel; flight to London; London, England
WHEN || March 16th
HOW || Actionspam or prose

What was supposed to be a night to unwind wound up with a confrontation between Failboat and Keijen Blade that didn't exactly go the way the team was hoping for. However, in the process, they at least managed to get Isabella back and extract Dumage from her long term undercover assignment.

The remainder of the night is spent back at the hotel, recuperating, in order to catch the flight back to London the next morning. This also means saying goodbye to those who will be going back to Chicago: Isabella, Burt, and Rafael.

Comments

[postergirl]

[ dumage doesn't care how social he's feeling or not. she's doesn't really want to hang out with the rest of team hugs and kisses up there, either. so she just lowers herself into the seat beside him, indicating the flask. ] I certainly hope you mean to share.

[bigbad]

I don't know. Being undead gives me far too much alcohol tolerance. I need all I can get. [But he hands it over anyway.]

[postergirl]

I should think you'd need all you could get just having spent another year around these people.

[bigbad]

They're not so bad. [But he doesn't sound so convinced. It's been rough, lately.] Least they're not evil telepaths.

[postergirl]

It's not as if they spent their off hours drowning puppies.

[bigbad]

Not even the shadowkind ones? [HE IS JUST SAYING.]

[postergirl]

They are Shadowkind, in case you've forgotten.

[bigbad]

[He shrugs, giving her half a smirk.]

I don't see how that'd make kicking shadowkind puppies better.

[postergirl]

[ she rolls her eyes, smirking ] Either way, I'm back now. And looking forward to stretching my legs again with my newfound freedom when we get home.

[bigbad]

[Is that a come on? Is she planning on stretching her legs around Spike?]

And what is it you plan to do now that you can be yourself?

[postergirl]

Anything I want.

[bigbad]

That's specific. [He grins even so.] If you want company, let me know. So long as what you want doesn't involve Italian ballads or legal proceedings, it'll be better than what we've been dealing with.

[postergirl]

Do you want to know what I'd really like to do? [ she leaaaans over, dropping her voice to a conspiratorial tone ]

[bigbad]

[He raises his eyebrow, a smirk spreading across his face. Whatever this is, it sounds like it's gonna be interesting.]

[postergirl]

Drive. [ she grins widely. ] I haven't been behind a wheel in over a year.

[bigbad]

Really? Did your spy-persona not have a license or something?

[postergirl]

Do you really think Blade lets his entourage members drive anywhere?

[bigbad]

...I hadn't thought about it much, honestly. What's he got against driving?

[postergirl]

... Nothing. He has people drive him everywhere and he doesn't expect any of us to lower ourselves to anything less.

[bigbad]

...rich people are odd.

[postergirl]

You've been spending enough time around them yourself. Becksworth?