andres ♔ every broken enemy will know | that their opponent had to be invincible

[adamantiumed]

♬ indestructible - disturbed

WHO || Lanston Wellington, Drax the Destroyer, Wolverine, Nathan Young, Faith Lehane, Maxwell Briggard, Sam Winchester, Rocket, Eric Carpenter, Cora Hale, Dimitri Belikov, Alanna, Jaime Lannister, Klaus Mikaelson, Gus Harrison
WHAT || A team of Knights is tasked to assault the site of Shadowkind experimentation on Andres, free the Shadowkind within, and recover Sir Bancroft, if he's being held there.
WHERE || Andres Isle
WHEN || September 19th, 2014
HOW || Actionspam

[ Having spent months scrying on areas of the Island scouted out by Sir Bancroft and Sir Chessing, Hasmed is able to send a few groups to the Island via greater teleport spells, with a fairly small margin for error, as to where they're going to land. The Shadowkind prison teams land flawlessly, and the very big group appears in a clearing in the middle of the woods, abruptly finding themselves surrounded by trees and mostly darkness. The moon is in its last quarter, and with the trees so thick above them, there are only patches of light that filter down here and there. Those with darkvision or lowlight vision can see perfectly, but anyone with normal vision may find themselves squinting to see much of anything.

The teleport spell only works if the entire group is physically connected, so when they arrive, Wolverine yanks his hand off Nathan's shoulder, and gives Drax a Look like stop touching me if you value your hand. Eric runs his Drakenet app to determine their location, then announces: "Dead on." In other words, no spell mishap sending them miles off target. Beside them all, Lan's mount, Daisy, stamps her feet slightly, obviously unnerved by the magic. He whispers "Whoa, there" and reins her in, causing her to settle. ]

Comments

[druidisms]

[ gus isn't too fussed, letting go of daisy's flank and mellie's fluffy paw as the huge bear drops down to all fours, snuffling her snout against the ground and letting out a low rumble of displeasure. mellie does not like teleportation.

and someone smells like lunch lemurs...

gus's eyes search out for cora and max, checking to make sure both his squires arrived with all limbs intact, and faith, ditto on the limbs. ]

Everyone good?

[beatupgrass]

[Rocket's up on Drax's shoulder and turns to Sam to fix him with a Look of his own that says in no uncertain terms that he has no problems with you missing any fingers today if you don't let go of him.

He is, most assuredly, very tense, but despite his drunken fit the previous evening, he's buried all his anxiety in favor of his normal belligerent I-am-gonna-shut-the-fuck-out-of-everything-with-this-unfeasibly-large-gun attitude. There's no room for any other feelings here.]

Aside from never wanting to do that again? [He shudders. Fucking magic shit. He hops down off Drax's shoulder and looks around. Yaay darkvision.]

[autorevive]

Would've been better if someone let me hold their hand. [i guess the person on nathan's other side was chopped liver. sorry, other person. HE HAS DADDY ISSUES WITH WOLVERINE. w/e, he adjusts the straps on his BACKPACK FULL OF GRENADES.]

[familybusiness]

[Yep, letting go of the talking raccoon. Seriously, strangest thing he's ever seen. And he's seen a lot. Never over it. Please, let him keep his fingers he needs them.

Also wtf teleportation this world is insane.]

We should probably get moving. The farther we get before they realize we're here, the better.

[impetere]

[Cora is just ... surrounded by a sea of tall people. If Gus misses her on the first go, then it's probably because she's standing next to Sam, who's got a good foot on her as it is. She doesn't seem too bothered by it, however, and releases him and Faith pretty much as soon as they have the all clear.

Teleportation spells? Definitely weird. She's just grateful they didn't merge into some kind of freakish beast.

But she does have all her limbs. And dark vision, so seeing is not a problem for her. She peers around the edges of the group, catching sight of Gus with Mellie and then starting to wander her way over.]

Which way is the prison?

[msattentionspan]

[Faith doesn't care about the raccoon that talks, or the shirtless guy, or the whole magically teleported thing. Her main thought is how when she signed up to become a knight she had done it to stay away from prison. Who knew a mission would just drop her right on the front door? Not that prisons really have a front door. At least she's got a few familiar faces around her.

A simple roll of her shoulder and she's pretty much ready to figure out where they need to head from here.]

I'm ready to get this taken care of. [ie: let's just get going.]

[asuma]

[Klaus wants to know why he was grouped with the animals tbh, but beyond that he doesn't really care about any of y'all and can see perfectly fine. That said, he's paying much more attention to his surroundings at the moment than he is any of his teammates and their inane chatter. But he's present and accounted for all the same.]

[spinerip]

[Wow, Wolverine, at least you weren't caressing his shirtless body while you teleported. Drax doesn't seem too phased by the teleporting since, let's be real, he's from a scifi space world. He's probably done it before, only with science. He watches Rocket idly, stretching his arms eagerly.]

It would be good to have Gamora and Groot and Quill today.

[Instead of all these other losers. Can any of them defeat Kree warlords by dancing and the power of friendship? He doesn't think so.]

[lionbrave]

[Meanwhile Jaime's on a goddamn horse because he's got a million mounted combat feats and HE'S GONNA USE THEM I'm so excited. He's also decked out in armor and wearing a sword that's taller than comics Wolverine.]

Patience. The killing will start soon enough.

[autorevive]

[nathan randomly decides to take offense to drax i guess???] Well, you haven't got your three stooges, all right? You've got us, and we're some of the best superheroes you could ask for. [he jerks his thumb over at wolverine] He's like fucking Attila the Hun with claws, yeah? And ... [he waves his hand over at sam and faith] I don't know about them, they're probably good for something. That other guy has a horse. [<- lan's only point of usefulness????] And me, I'm an immortal with a backpack full of grenades. Not a force in the 'verse can stop me.

[YOU'RE NOT RIVER TAM, NATHAN. /sadly shakes head]

[trebond]

[ Alanna is standing silent beside Klaus, squinting against the darkness. Given their attempts at stealth, she opts not to cast any light spells quite yet. Better to get the team inside first.

She does, however, draw the magic sword at her hip. The crystal sword seems to reflect the moonlight, but it doesn’t truly glow the way that Lightning would. It feels wrong for Alanna to be bearing it at all, but she tightens her grip nonetheless.

If ever there were a day for a bloodbath.

At Cora's question, Alanna turns her attention to Rocket. ]

You know the way, don't you?

[beatupgrass]

[cora if you think you have problems, try being less than three feet tall. also he agrees with drax but he manages to keep his smart mouth and his temper in check. in fact he doesn't even get excited about nathan bringing explosives.

he's just... preparing himself. tactical shit. or possibly composing a list of specific individuals he has murder dibs on.

so when he's addressed, he snaps out of his thoughts.]

Yeah. [he scratches an ear.] It's like it was yesterday... oh wait. 'Cause it kinda was.

[ he laughs at his own pathetic attempt at humor and then with a.distressing 28 knowledge (local) check, he points in a direction.] It's that way.

[beatemup]

[Woah, that was cool. Real life teleporting is definitely better than experiencing it in games. Definitely gonna try it again.

Max spends his time making sure every part of him - including his equipment - are still attached on the right place. With his dark-vision, he probably finds everything at the right place.

Also, mental note, stay away from the psycho suicide bomber. He is just gonna stay near the magic-sword-wielding battle-mistress since, you know, magic swords are awesome.]

[familybusiness]

[Sam looks off in the direction that the raccoon points.]

Well, lead the way.

[....so sympathetic, Sam. Way to miss that social cue that he's probably not okay with this.]

[sirstickuphisass]

[ oh my god, you people. eric side-eyes this entire group like how did i wind up leading half these people. ] We aren't supposed to fall out until we get word that the communications team has the tower. Otherwise, they'll report the attack back to the palace.

[autorevive]

I don't suppose anyone brought any alcohol to pass the time with, did they?

[trebond]

What, and we're not even allowed to find the entrance? It'll be a bit hard to stage a raid on cue when we don't even know where the bloody thing is.

[ Mom, I don't want to eat the candy before dinner, I just want to unwrap it and stare at it. Don't you understand?? ]

[beatupgrass]

[Rocket looks about as thrilled to death about hanging out here as anyone does. On the other hand, going up to the building poses an unfortunate risk of him being spotted, which would suck.

His life is so hard.]

It ain't like I'm gonna forget in the next hour. [He sounds none too pleased about that either. Because, you know, he'd really like to forget.] And for our sake, they better not still be lookin' for me out here. 'Cause that could complicate things.

[But it would also give them people to murder, so... win???]

[spinerip]

Don't worry, my friend. If they recognize you, I'll simply tear their arm from their sockets and beat them with it. [Said in an entirely congenial tone.]

[impetere]

[Look, Rocket, at least it's socially acceptable for you to climb people like Groot trees. Not so much on Cora's end. She also does not even care about your revenge plot, and is good with staying put until they get the all clear, except ... ]

We also probably should stand here, in a giant crowd, like a bunch of sitting ducks either. Especially considering ...

[She's just going to gesture to Mellie and Daisy, and all the other number of nice loud animals they happen to have brought with them.

Not Rocket.


... Okay, maybe sort of Rocket. Sorry tiny friend.]

[adamantiumed]

Somethin' comes close, there's enough of us here that can scent 'em. [ himself included, but he also casts a look at y'all werewolves :| ] Wandering around's gonna make more racket than sittin' still.

[beatupgrass]

So we're half of us a buncha freaks with sensitive noses. [he rubs his with the back of his paw and finds himself a spot in the crook of a tree. If they're gonna be waiting, he's at least gonna be comfortable about it.] Good luck smellin' anything over the d'asted horses.

[(knowledge 20 total) He is hip to Terran animal now, after not knowing his own species for so long. HE WISHES HE DIDN'T KNOW THAT. HE WISHES HE NEVER KNEW THAT.]

[impetere]

[There's a mild look at that.]

Speak for yourself.

[She can smell all of you and anything else just fine (survival 18). Don't be rude to her animal friends, Rocket.]

[druidisms]

[ wynn truly hates him. what gus would not give to have zatanna and a silence spell right now, dear god in heaven. he puts a hand on cora's shoulder in an unmistakable gesture of "be the bigger person kiddo". it shouldn't be hard. rocket is three feet tall. he gives eric a dead eye stare like THIS BETTER NOT BE WORSE THAN KANSAS.

meanwhile, mellie has wandered off to the edge of the group, but with an angry snap of her jaws... returns with a small woodland creature to snack on while they're waiting. she's just gonna calmly eat this small animal while staring at rocket. ]

[beatupgrass]

[I guess because Rocket doesn't identify as a small woodland creature, he's just looking at Mellie like "gurl have some class. jesus." It's like the animal equivalent of someone angrily eating a hamburger in your face. YOU DON'T WANNA FUCK WITH ME AND MY HAMBURGER, MAN. (will save 25)]

All's I'm sayin' is a mounted assault on the inside of a prison seems like a bad tactical move.

[And they also smell like horses.]