switzerland ♔ the words tightening around my throat

[silverguardian]

WHO || Nyna, Cara, Felicity, Stiles
WHAT || The Knights are sent to hear about a prospective job from an art collector
WHERE || Bern, Switzerland
WHEN || April 13th, 2015
HOW || Actionspam

The streets of Bern swell with the myriad sights and scents of its industry: the wood and polish of carpenters' shops, tantalizing aromas wafting from dozens of bakeries, and the heavy oil scent of artists.  Meanwhile, hundreds of rich colors give the district an appearance of a holiday festival.  The townhouse of Asheron Coyl comes into view, perched on a small rise that overlooks the street.  A low fence covered in vines abuts the street.  A gate opens onto a flagstone path that wends past frozen flower beds, fountains, and sculpted shrubs to the front doors.  A bell hangs next to the gate, reading "Please ring bell" in several languages.  With an 11 disguise check, Nyna didn't really bother to dress all fancy, opting instead for her paladin armor, sorry guys.   She can be the sexy bodyguard.  

Comments

[wynn]

And he's willing to come speak with me? You believe his word?

[killingtodeath]

I believe it's our best shot of getting the rest of the team out of here alive. And I think he'll come quietly- if only to get what he wants.

[wynn]

No matter what we end up doing with him, I think it will be wisest to engage in this conversation on our own turf, so to speak.

[killingtodeath]

Exactly!! [Oh. That was kinda loud. He's just rly excited about Wynn agreeing with him.]

Okay, I'll tell the others. Thanks, sir.

[druidisms]

[ mellie's like can i come inside this time??? when stiles hangs up. ]

[killingtodeath]

[I mean he's not going to tell the bear no??? Move if you're movin, mellie bo bellie. Stiles is hopping on the secret door and about to swing it around.]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ the wizard waits tensely in a standoff with the others, not looking eager to continue the conversation until stiles returns. ]

Well?

[killingtodeath]

Boss says we're good to go. You can come back with us and have a chat with him about where we go next.

[He's trying not to look TOO smug but... I mean, Wynn being on his wavelength is pretty cool.]

[allmydreams]

[If Felicity is surprised by that she doesn't let it show (bluff 21). She just swallows before nodding and turning back to Gauthfellow.]

Fine. We go sort it out with our boss.

[She's still not sure she's cool with this plan but it'll get them all out of there alive.]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ imron looks to alanna for a moment, raising a dark brow, as if expecting disagreement, but looking a little smug at the same time. ] Very well. Lead on.

[killingtodeath]

[Unless anyone has massive objections, Stiles will just lead the way back out. More Scooby Doo secret door action wee.]

[allmydreams]

[Nope, no objections here. Felicity will just let Stiles lead the way, but ready to draw her gun if he decides to turn on them.

They should probably let Mellie take the rear, just in case.]

[trebond]

[ Alanna is so sour. So very sour. She stares him down, but follows Stiles to the door, keeping close behind Imron in case he gets any ideas. For as friendly as she seems, she might as well have her sword pressed into his back. ]

[druidisms]

[ yep, gus trots after them with mellie bringing up the rear as usual. she's such a good bear. ]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ despite saying 'lead on', as they make their way further out into the manor, imron slips naturally into the lead with imperious certainty, heading back towards the stairs, but keeping an eye on them behind him as he goes. ] Just how much damage have you done to my home while you were at it?

[allmydreams]

[Felicity shrugs as she follows, keeping an eye out for trouble as well (spot 21, sense motive 22 on Gauthfellow not to turn around and stab them in the front).]

Nothing that wasn't required in defending ourselves.

[a beat. She's not going to mention the paintings they burned, because that's a surefire way to start up the murdering again, but:]

We may have magically neutered your dog.

[killingtodeath]

[Stiles keeps up with him as best he can, trying to take on this diplomatic role he thrust himself into.]

It's been a crazy day. If you want to talk to our boss about damages, I'm sure he'll be willing to discuss that, too.

[Basically his entire plan is just 'keep the crazy magic user calm until we get him on our own turf where we have the upper hand.' He needs you guys to get on his level.]

[trebond]

I see. So you won't shed a tear over the people harmed by your work, but you'll faint at the sight of the property damage.

[behindcloseddoors]

Is your friend here always so charming? [ he makes a show of examining the rooms as they pass through, frowning at so much as a scuff mark, let alone any signs of actual... combat ]

[allmydreams]

[Considering Felicity is pretty much Team Alanna at the moment with regards to her opinion of their "friend" here, she gives him the friendliest smirk as she speaks.]

She just gets a little cranky when her friends get killed. Personally I'm kinda the same way.

[trebond]

Oh, now he's a judge of what constitutes "charming."

[ Alanna huffs and rolls her eyes at that, a scoff in training that never fully manifests like hoW IS THIS HAPPENING. ]

[killingtodeath]

Hey, how about we all just play nice until we get back to the boss, alright?

[Diplomacy-ing erryone tbh. With a nat fucking 20. When Stiles seems like the rational one, you know shit is cray.]

[druidisms]

[ i mean, gus is obviously not here for stiles' plan, but that's because he went around it like an asshole. which is why he wasn't protesting to begin with, so as they're walking he offers alanna his phone to show her the texts to zero so she knows it's covered and this dickweed won't get away without seeing justice. ]

[trebond]

[ At Gus' nudging, Alanna glances over at his phone, skims the messages, and nods, letting some of her sour expression melt away, but not any of the mistrust she maintains towards dickweed up there. ]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ even he'll be quiet lmao. good job stiles. SO OFF THEY GO... to actually head back home??? wynn asks them to bring imron to the downtown office to speak with him, rather than inviting him to the castle. just in case. he takes the man upstairs for a private chat, leaving the team all alone for a bit to talk without him. ]