briefing ♔ a lion still has claws | and mine are long and sharp

[wynn]

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.  

Comments

[littledhampir]

[Rose really doesn't hear... most of what Des just said because she's too busy looking at Wynn. Her head cocked to one side, eyes narrowing infinitesimally but other than an uncomfortable shift in her chair, she doesn't have much more to contribute for the moment.]

[doubletake]

[Elena's eyebrows lift up, her expression not so much defiant, but certainly disbelieving.]

That's suicidal and you know it. You can't take her on by yourself. Not for any length of time that would be helpful. She would tear you apart.

[She looks away from him. It's not like she can stop him, if it comes to that.]

So let's hope it is avoidable. Surrounded by a bunch of civilians is the worst place to be forced to confront her.

[graveflowers]

[ vi's expression matches elena's almost entirely, but she doesn't address des, instead focusing on astrid, steve, and felicity. ]

For those not in the know, the Mind Master is an incomprehensibly strong telepath who most recently almost killed Elena and I and then turned our weapons against us and almost killed Elena and I, again, plus Gar and Faith, for funsies. Because she was bored or something. She can literally scramble your brain until you think the entire world is a dream you're trapped in and that reality isn't real so part of Des' plan is sound: don't try to engage her.

There is definitely a reason we're planning on letting her flee and it's probably so we don't all die right now. One thing at a time. [ vi has a healthy appreciation for how terrifying the mind master is, especially after healing faith and gar from wounds she'd inflicted. ]

[rationalizes]

Vi is right. [ gar keeps it admirably together in the fact of that reminder, at least ] We have enough to deal with with Dimitris. Confronting that woman isn't something that we're prepared for.

Protect yourselves and don't let her fool you into thinking you've an opening against her.

[recruited]

Wow. This wedding sounds--eventful.

[ Steve has nothing real to add. He leans forward a bit. ] Guess I should find something to put over my tac suit. [ Weak smile. Steve, go back to being quiet. ] Don't mess with Mind Master. Check.

[bigbad]

[Spike... had kind of hoped he would be Dumage's date, not gonna lie. But the fact is, he knows Dimitris would recognize him. So he doesn't fight it, just crosses his arms and leans back in his chair.]

Suppose I ought to pack a book of sudoku or something. If everything goes right, this'll be bloody boring.

[There's no way this'll all go right. It never does.]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des gives Elena a deeply cowed look when she cuts in and sinks a little further into his chair, saying nothing more on the subject of the Mind Master. They're all in solid agreement- no one wants to fight her.]

But just in case no one wear anything you don't wanna get blood on. [he looks up at Wynn] Where do racist former dictators go to get married these days, anyway?

[wynn]

Are you familiar with the Eastern European nation of Slovechnia?

[slay]

Gesundheit.

[ Deadpan af. Though she's eyeing Des like lmao are you serious of all the people to want a one-on-one with the Mind Master I feel like 500 other people have first dibs. Not that she isn't ... thinking about doing it too. ]

[graveflowers]

That's not a real word. [ #american ]

[rationalizes]

Slovechnia is a nation that we've actually given quite a bit of direct aid to. Their economy collapsed years ago - some sort of ... cyberterrorism, I believe, but whatever it was, it threw the government into upheaval, as well as their black market for Shadowkind slavery. If I'm correct, we actually... helped seat their current monarch, King Valentin Milosovici. [ she looks to Wynn for confirmation ] Under the condition that he help bring an end to that slave trade once and for all. Apparently, he's had... difficulties in keeping in his word. But it isn't entirely surprising that Sarandis would feel comfortable there.

[allmydreams]

That and he and Sarandis used to bro it up back when Sarandis actually still had power.

[Felicity lives on gossip, no one should be surprised (knowledge nat 20). Or maybe it's just her pirate boyfriend going on the slave trade mission a ways back.]

I wouldn't be surprised if Slovechnia is where he's been hiding from us.

[littledhampir]

So what's stopping - [She's not even going to try and say that name: Wis 4.] The King from giving Sarandis the heads up?

[slay]

Well, he doesn't know. [ she looks around. ] Right? I mean, correct me if I'm wrong, but "struggling to be an ex-slaver" doesn't sound like the resumé for an award-winning ally. I didn't think we were that desperate, and I don't see why he'd need a heads up.

[wynn]

As she says - I have no intention of informing the King of our presence.

[doubletake]

That doesn't mean he won't notice if a large group of people arrives in his country unexpectedly on a private plane. Unless, of course, we aren't taking one.

[wynn]

As I said, we have access to a private airfield, protected from monitoring.

[nothingsodivine]

[with good-natured humor.] C'mon, people. Don't nitpick the poor man. This ain't his first rodeo.

[he drums his fingers on the table and stands up.] So if that's all we need to cover...

[wynn]

Then you're dismissed for the evening. If there is any equipment you feel the need to requisition, please make certain to do so before you catch your flight.