Nadia Reichenov (
coldheritage) wrote in
knightsoflegend2015-04-05 02:10 pm
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CHAPTER FOUR ♔ does it run in your blood to betray the ones you love
WHO || Failboat, Rafael, Isabella, Nadia [Closed]
WHAT || After an exciting Grammy night, the Knights meet up with Nadia to hear what she has to say
WHERE || Staples Center, LA --> Warehouse
WHEN || Feb 8th, 2015 [back dated]
HOW || Actionspam
[ The Knights' mission to stop the signal and prevent Draken's cult from spreading whatever subliminal message was lurking beneath Keijen Blade's performance was a success. It didn't come without its bumps in the road, however: Alexander Anderson showed up, and the Knights ran afoul of the Mind Master. Buffy nearly died fighting Anderson, but in the end, he was defeated, beheaded, and hopefully put to death forever. Finnick, though, found himself thrust into a mental illusion that convinced him he might still be in the Hunger Games, and left him uncertain about whether any of his life here was real.
Another surprise came in the form of an announcement by Nadia Reichenov, an artist working with Crombe and company, that she was changing her band name and taking things in a 'new direction'. This direction was perhaps revealed when after her performance, she approached the Knights in Rafael's dressing room - and handed them the necklace that connects her to the Nightmare God Malaak'a, saying she was willing to tell them everything. ]


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An apologetic look is offered to Myri, as if she knows this isn't the time, but given their conversation on the plane, Myri has to understand. Has to. Buried there is also the faith that Myri is better suited to getting information from Nadia anyway, and that this is better in her hands.
She moves to follow Rafael. ]
Yeah.
[ She agrees tacitly, dropping her gaze to deliberately avoid Isabella's eyes as she steps up shoulder-to-shoulder with Rafael.
In summary: Well, this has been fucking awkward. ]
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As she watches them go, Myri turns back to Nadia.]
Is there anything else we should know?
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And Keijen? I don't care if his dad is a Nightmare God he has to have, some weakness? Mental if not physical. You've spent time with him, what... sets him off?
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[Reflexive snark about country music aside, Spike's mostly just been listening. Taking all the horror in. It's the past, and it's awful, but it's not anything he can change. Not anything he can punch in the teeth. Keijen, on the other hand? He can punch. Might not be easy, but it's certainly possible, and there's no way he'll waste a single moment fearing him. He glances back at the rest of the crew. The ones that are still inside, anyway.]
That doesn't make him scary. That makes him a bloody coward. So, what, we can't dangle his secret puppy over a cliff and tell him to stop his evil ways? No one we can threaten to slow him down? [He shakes his head.] Caring about people, about anything isn't a weakness. It's a strength. [He looks back at Nadia.]
If he only cares about himself, then he's got bugger all to fight for. Having more than that on the line's what makes you really strong. In the ways that matter, anyway.
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He was right, not just because it was a pretty speech but they had tangible proof that he was right. She'd felt it in New York when Keijen had told her to kill herself. If she'd cared about nothing she wouldn't be standing here right now but she'd fought his control. She'd fought and won and that was proof that Keijen could be beaten.]
That's why he'll never be able to predict what we'll do or how far we'll go to stop him. [Her gaze shifts to Spike, a small smile gracing her lips, something caught between gratitude and respect in her eyes as she gives a short nod to his words.] That is his weakness.
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[He loves fighting. Even (especially?) when he's outmatched. Between Anderson and Keijen, seems a lot like no one wants to give him the opportunity.]
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There's no point to all this if he doesn't have an audience. [ she looks across them with a frown ] Breaking your spirits is better entertainment to him than the temporary joy of killing you off. Not that he wouldn't, if you pushed him. But while he can get away with playing with his food, he intends to do just that.
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[He grimaces.]
Though it probably means feeding his ego a bit, too. That won't be fun.
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[She glances back to the door where Raf and Buffy had disappeared, eyes skirting across Isa as she she refocuses on Nadia again.]
Is there, anything else? Obsessions or... I don't know, places he always returns to? Anywhere none of you are allowed to go?
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[ it's at that point that alainn's eyes glaze over, as fede relays an image of approaching vehicles - multiple cars as well as another helicopter incoming from up the block ]
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