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wynn) wrote in
knightsoflegend2016-01-28 08:08 pm
briefing ♔ a lion still has claws | and mine are long and sharp

WHO || Wynn, Buffy, Des, Myri, Astrid, Elena, Spike, Vi, Archer, Felicity, Rose, Steve, Kat, Gar, Dumage [Closed]
WHAT || Wedding Crashers Mission Briefing
WHERE || Knights HQ, the briefing room
WHEN || Vague February date, shortly before 5pm [forward dated]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.
The Knights might have known better than to expect their unseating of Dimitris Sarandis from his position as dictator would go without reprisal. The sudden attack staged by Sarandis killed several Knights and leveled part of their home, shaking their confidence, but not their resolve. It's hardly surprising, then, that the moment a lead has arisen as to Dimitris' whereabouts, the Knights are prepared to spring into action.
That lead has come in a surprising form - as Sir Dumage Moulet returns with the news that her sister, Amanda, is engaged to wed Sarandis, and that she's willing to do whatever it takes to prevent that from occurring, even at the risk of potentially compromising the cover she has established with the villains.

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Felicity isn't really sure what she's doing here, but she's not going to question the call until someone tells her too. Instead, she'll just make her way in and grab a seat, pulling out the one next to her so one of the moms can sit down as well.]
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Yes, I know! It's your and Shay's first briefing! [ lu squawks happily, clapping her hands purposefully. ] Sirs Shaybay and Lulabelle.
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The bravest and prettiest of all the knights that ever were and ever will be.
[Aggressively hides behind this nice moment because she's sure this isn't going to last. Shit is gonna get real. It always does.]
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[he stops between Myri and Vi's chairs and leans over to make faces at the babies.] Hey, kiddos. Long time, no see, huh? Stop getting bigger. You're gonna make me feel old.
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[Elena speaks with mild snark as she steps in shortly after him, heels clicking on the floor as she moves to pull out a chair for herself nearest the door.]
Try not to hog the babies. I'm pretty sure you've seen them more recently than I have.
[As she winks over at the two moms.]
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opposite side of the table, which puts her near the babies too. ] Just don't change diapers on the Round Table, ok?
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surprise, this all feels a lot more lethal than it did a year ago. wonder why. she moves to sit on the other side of kat, giving a very small smile to anyone who makes eye contact, but she seems very in her head. ]
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Fresh meat?
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[he takes the empty seat on Astrid's other side, and gives her a slight nod and a tight grin.]
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[ also finnick, but vi just isn't going to mention that. let's focus on mark being king. she doesn't want felicity to have to defend being there though. ]
Besides, me and Archer were the fresh meat once and that worked out great. [ a beat while lucia makes heart eyes at gar. ] Varying degrees of greatish.
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We have superstars, their main squeezes, and royalty on our team. How are we supposed to top that?
[Though, again, it doesn't look like they're all here. Buffy is probably plastered all over gossip magazines, though, so she's still pretty high profile.]
Besides, I think I'll just consider them additions instead of replacements.
[Just because everyone might not be present doesn't mean they're not there in spirit okay 8(
Elena is just happy that she knows all these new people at least a little bit.]
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I feel so welcomed. [deadpan as fuck with a face to match]
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But she's not going to be sullen about it. She's just going to shrug it off.]
Extra muscle can't hurt, right?
[She means more Steve than herself.]
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The more the merrier. [ Then, to Vi and Elena. ] Actually, speaking of topping that, I'm betting it's no coincidence that Rafael and Mark both got passed over for an invite.
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[Archer saunters past, martini in hand, which promptly cascades to the ground when he catches sight of Steve.]
Bahahahaha! Ho... holy shit. [He doubles over, and grabs hold of a chair, laughing so hard he's out of breath.] nobody told me we were doing costumes! Since when are we doing costumes?!
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