CHAPTER FOUR ♔ does it run in your blood to betray the ones you love

[coldheritage]

♬ The Truth - Nonpoint

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.  ]

Comments

[witchwoman]

[Myri glances down and tries to discretely check her phone, hoping for some sort of text from Vi, something telling her that Finnick is better, or remembers their life together, some little sliver of hope that she won't be walking into a nightmare when they get to the hotel.

But there's nothing. Her eyes shut briefly and she just nods in response to Gar before turning to look out at the water, trying her best to keep from letting her emotions get the best of her.]

[littledhampir]

[Rose watches as Myri checks her phone, understanding without asking what is troubling her (Spot 33, Sense Motive 25) but rather than say anything, a hand snakes out to capture hers, squeezing gently as if to share some of her strength while the wind whips hair around her face as they journey towards the shore.]