debriefing ♔ in the emptiness there's a solution | just look within yourself for absolution

[nepotism]

♬ locking up the sun- poets of the fall

WHO || Wynn, Buffy, Myri, Finnick, Spike, Gar, Archer, Des, Vi, Rafael, Fred Jr., Dumage, Mark, Rocket, open! [Closed]
WHAT || Andres Mission Debrief & Aftermath
WHERE || Knights HQ, lobby etc.
WHEN || September 18th [forward dated*]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.

There are plenty of missions that return to the castle a success - most of them, even. The defeated air of the solemn group that returns from their diplomatic mission to Andres Isle to hear the demands of dictator Dimitris Sarandis makes it quite clear that this wasn't one of those.

Starting with Sarandis' actual demands - for all Knights to withdraw from Andres under penalty of death, or for Wynn to offer his own head in return for Thomas' safe return - and ending with the unexpected, disturbing confession from Kat that she intended to stay behind on the island because she had "fallen in love with" the dictator, the events of the island made it very clear that Sarandis was cannily playing his hand to get the Knights where he wanted them.

Fred Jr. shoves open the doors with his unnatural strength, stalking in ahead of the group into the lobby. Whoever's on desk duty isn't going to have to roll a high wisdom check to see that these people are pissed... and distraught... and a myriad of other emotions on the bad end of the scale.

*I am changing the date of the briefing log and Andres log/live session to have taken place in September, to avoid us being in backdated hell forever, and to allow for a September squiring ceremony before apps are closed. Carry on... in the future!

Comments

[killingtodeath]

[Stiles won't spend the entire night with Lydia. A good chunk of it, sure, but she has Allison to probably catch up with. And at some point he should sleep. But who needs sleep where there's late night pre-war snacks to be had? We don't often talk about teenage boys eating their feelings, but it happens okay.

As he walks in, he immediately smells pizza. And then sees Vi. Two of his favorite things.]

Hey.

[graveflowers]

Hey kiddo. [ sorry stiles, you might have lost a name and gained a new nickname and it's... kiddo. whoops. ] What're you up to? Catch the raccoon, yet?

[killingtodeath]

[He doesn't mind kiddo. From Vi at least.]

I got kind of distracted. War and all.

[graveflowers]

War is a pretty distracting thing. [ she manages to shove like... half the pizza slice in her mouth at once. ]

[killingtodeath]

You're not... [going are you? But he doesn't know how to say that.]

I mean war probably isn't great for. [He gestures at her stomach. The baby. He means the baby. Not like the pizza or something.]

[graveflowers]

No, I'm not going. The fetus dictates I stay behind so Myri can heal other people and not worry about me.

[killingtodeath]

[he breathes a sigh of relief]

Smart fetus. Myris not your doctor though, right? Someone will be around in case anything happens?

[/asks about my own characters. ]

[graveflowers]

Um, I'm the one birthing babies in this place, I'm the doctor. [ gives herself crackerjack degree. ]

[killingtodeath]

Babies? Like plural? How many kid do you have???

[Maybe she meant delivering babies. But wow stiles is just imagining the octomom rn]

[graveflowers]

Delivering. I did the last delivery. You dork.

[killingtodeath]

Wow. So you're an archer, a midwife, and a pizza inhaler. Is there anything you can't do?

[graveflowers]

No, actually. There is not. I can do everything. I'm lady Jesus.

[killingtodeath]

Holy shit.. [His eyes go wide.]

I know so many people that have been looking for you. [he turns to shout over his shoulder.]

Found her! I found Jesus guys!

[Turning back, he looks a little sheepish.]

If I promise that I thought the whole war thing through before I made up my mind, would you believe me?

[graveflowers]

Nope. [ another bite of pizza, this one small enough to talk around like a heathen. ] You're just like me ten years ago. The second Wynn said "any willing members" or whatever, you were in. You might have thought about it but you wouldn't have changed your mind.

[killingtodeath]

You make it sound like you went to war 10 years ago.

[he makes it sound like a joke because lol who experiences two wars that they can sign up for so close together??]

[graveflowers]

I did. [ shhhhhhrug, she seems incredibly nonchalant about it. IT IS JUST HER LIFE. ] This would be my third? ...fourth? One of them is really fuzzy, it might have been a mini war. Like a skirmish.

[killingtodeath]

[slow blinks.]

What kind of crazy war torn world are you from?

[graveflowers]

Pitfalls of being a demigod. We smell delicious to monsters, they all want to slaughter us. While mortals were fighting regular wars, we were fighting those and against monsters. So many chimera in the Middle East, let me tell you.

[killingtodeath]

Wait. Hold on. Back up.

Demigod?

[graveflowers]

Uh, yeah. My mom is Persephone. [ like duh? doesn't everyone know that by now? ]

[killingtodeath]

I... you- Really? How's that work?

[graveflowers]

Uh, the usually way? My mom banged a dude, got knocked up, voila adorable baby me.

[killingtodeath]

Well, I know how THAT works. I mean... Do you have any cool god powers? Have you often dreamed of a far off place...

[casually quoting Disney nbd ]

[graveflowers]

[ she gives a lazy flick of her wrist and the small potted herbs by the stove burst into bloom until the kitchen smells like a simon and garfunkle song. ] Cool factor debatable.

[killingtodeath]

[Watching the plants bloom, Stiles' eyes go wide. MAGIC IS SO COOL OH MY GOD.]

You've been holding out on me.