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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Be right there! [ with that, she pushes herself off the floor and heads back into the main room. reflexively, she smiles at the sight of rafael and isabella again, but it's wiped off her face almost immediately as she takes in the rest of the scene. they all look horrible, but one stands out. ] Oh shit, Archer. Elena, put him on the bed.
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She helps him over to the bed, even if he protests, but if anything she looks relieved. Vi's here. Vi will take care of it. While her first aid was effective, it was rudimentary and spontaneous, and now she can finally rest.]
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Are you okay, Elena?
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Tired. Worried about the others.
[She's not going to bother to lie when it's written all over her face.]
How's Finnick?
[Because that's more important.]
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He's-- [ she swallows, shaking her head before healing archer for another +4 hp (life's healing), and pushing off the bed to pace away, arms crossing protectively across her chest. ]
We're not real to him. He's terrified and so hurt.
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[Elena's inside seem to grow cold. The mind control she'd been through had ended, but then again, it had only done so because she let it.]
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she ripped away finnick's entire life and made it a fiction, one he was so sure was going to end. ]
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I'm going to kill her.
[It's said with a kind of finality, as if there's no other option.]
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What happened?
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She has to keep it together.]
Sniper. [She motions to Archer.] But he's fixable. Rafael and Isabella are fine, but I can't say the same for the car we left in. [She tries to look past him, to see the others, make sure everyone is accounted for.] What happened on your end?
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[ Speaking on Kat's behalf because she doesn't expect Kat to ever ask for help tbh. She glances around visibly upon entering, but Elena's assurance keeps her from doing much beyond that, and she opts to look Elena over with a quick glance of concern instead. ]
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Not yet. [Her lips press together as she tries to stamp down another swell of anger. Poorly.] Apparently Finnick isn't doing too well, either.
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[From her fun little run in with her on Andres.
She looks at Des, shaking her head and gesturing vaguely towards the other room.]
They're talking.
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That worked well. Everyone make it out alive? [His eyes skate over, taking stock of everyone. He doesn't see Rafael or Isabella, but they could have buggered off to do celebrity things. He doesn't know. Not everyone looks in one piece, though, so he steps aside so Myri can get in.]
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Here? Now?
[ God fucking damn jesus christ Rafael literally cannot leave you alone. Buffy blinks quickly, bumbling through her response and settling on a grimace. ]
Maybe we should clear out before things get— [ She's never been so happy to be interrupted in her life as Spike pipes up, and she glances quickly back to look at him. Relief washes over her and she crosses the room back towards the doorway. ] Spike! Thank god—are you guys okay?
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