knightsoflegend | slovechnia ♔ hey little sister what have you done

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slovechnia ♔ hey little sister what have you done

WHO || Failboat, Dimitris Sarandis, Amanda Moulet, invited wedding guests, and more [closed]
WHAT || The Knights head to Slovechnia to interrupt Dimitris' wedding to Dumage's sister
WHERE || Flight from London to Slovechnia; Slovechnia
WHEN || Sometime in February
HOW || Actionspam or prose

The morning after, the Knights board a plane at their private airfield, and begin the couple hour flight to the country of Slovechnia. Wynn has laid out a plan for them as such, leaving Sir Gar in charge of seeing it executed: they are to send in a few Knights to infiltrate the wedding, while others steal an ambulance from a local hospital. Using magic to make Sarandis think he's having a heart attack during the ceremony, they will intercept the outgoing call to the paramedics, and pose as them to take him out of there and straight to a private airfield to meet with Wynn. They're all aware, however, of just how smoothly their plans tend to go where these villains are involved - especially if the Mind Master shows up.

Either way, it promises to be an interesting day...

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[ gar moves from jack's side long enough to head over to alainn and mark, giving a warm hug to each of them, and then mustering a smile for mark ] I'm so proud of you.

[Elena doesn't seem to particularly be in the talking mood, and she crosses her arms over her chest as she watches Des depart and Buffy moves to fill the space he left.]

Three, even. Though as terrible as they were, they're not the true threat. It's a step in the right direction, but that's all. Just a step.

[She takes a step back from them, starting to disengage.]

I don't know about you two, but carrying a nearly two hundred pound unconscious disgrace of a man for that long left me exhausted, so I think I'll just...

[And then she gestures with a gentle tilt of her head towards the plane before she starts to break off from them completely.]

[ vi isn't about to stop either of them, leaning her head against buffy's shoulder. when it's just the two of them she finally murmurs. ]

Don't beat yourself up. [ she knows buffy will, but she says it anyway. vi's guilt complex almost got her killed, did see to the end of her husband, she's not about to let buffy wallow in it when she could lend her a piece of rope to pull herself out. even if it's a very small piece of rope. ] Come on, let's go home.

[ maybe say goodbye to mark and alainn first but that's still the direction of home. ]

[Rose spares one last look for Dimitris' now smoldering body, her stake sliding back into the leather holster worn at her hip and while she does hear Wynn's words regarding Kitty? Her priorities for the moment, lay with the friend who she hasn't seen in recent months. The one she very nearly lost on the very day they'd reunited.

It is unfortunately rather lost on Rose that she looks like Carrie after the Prom, the Dhampir more concerned with checking on Alainn now that she trusts herself enough to keep it together. (WS 22). She hangs back a little all the same, allowing others their moment to speak with her and Mark as Rose's gaze rakes over the other woman, making sure that she hadn't been hurt. Only then will she allow herself to smile, weak and weary though it may be and wait for her chance to speak with her before they have to part ways.]

[Sigh, Spike's gotta take the body again, doesn't he? He goes over and shrugs her over his shoulder (str 24) and then looks back over at Dumage.]

All right yeah we've still got work to do, but we won today. That's worth something, right?

[ He nods. He could understand why someone would want to see that monster brought in first hand. To see the end. Steve shakes his head when Tia thanks him. ] I don't know. I'd thank Elena. She was the one to get him out when everything went FUBAR. [ He pauses for a moment. ] You okay?

[ Turning to look down at Vi, Buffy smiles with warmth that seems to infect even a previously distant part of her, pushing appreciation into the look. She leans forward to kiss Vi's forehead, grateful and accepting of the tether. It's easier to take now that Elena has acknowledged her admission of guilt and moved past it, and Vi's absolution has made it so that her standard disregard for the consequences is now joined by her own inner peace. ]

Best idea I've heard all day. [ And she walks arm-in-arm with Vi back towards Mark and Alainn, smile staying firmly in place, albeit reserved with the appropriate somberness. ]

[ dumage eyes the body over his shoulder warily, before saying: ] Let's just hope what it's worth isn't sudden retaliation.

... But he didn't get his hands on Amanda. I'll take it.

Hmm? [ tia glances at steve, the question seeming to take her by surprise. she gives him a tired smile, looking back down. ] Oh, yes. I'm just... processing.

I don't know if I ever really expected to have closure.

Fair enough.

[ Steve spares a quick glance out to where the fight took place. ]

With monsters like that it's hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel. You get shrouded in so much of their darkness.

I suppose that's what makes it harder for us to see if what we're doing is right either. [ she quickly moves past that musing however ] I know this won't bring back my father, or Thomas, or Mark's parents.

But I'm glad that son of a bitch is gone. And maybe that's enough.

[ She's right. Steve had worried about this from the moment he spoke with Wynn and Jack separately. Concerned that someone would murder him on-sight. Not that he didn't deserve it, but Steve thought the Knights were above that. ]

Maybe it'll just provide some peace. [ He shrugs. ] Make it a bit easier to sleep at night.

[MEANWHILE back with astrid and liam, she's still bringing her a-game. or ... something.]

Call me.

[It had all happened so fast, Dimitris' final attempt at killing, Rose stepping in and saving her life, the fact that she was such an idiot for having stepped into range before he was truly neutralized... She felt like the biggest idiot ever.

As Dimitris' body finally falls for the last time, as Mark's arm tightens around her and says the words she knows mean so much more to the both of them now that at least this nightmare was finally gone, she nods, kissing him gently once more.

As the crowd approaches to say their goodbyes, Alainn heads immediately for Rose, the gratitude in her eyes palpable as she throws her arms around the other woman, regardless of how much like Carrie at the prom she currently looks. She is, however, careful of the new stab-wound, not squeezing too tight.]

Oh my gods Rose, I... I don't know how to begin to thank ye.

[Just when Rose thought she had herself under control? Alainn gives her a hug that threatens to be her undoing, Rose less careful as she returns the hug with a fierceness that's worthy of their time apart.]

You don't. [Breathing in her scent and allowing Alainn's presence to steady her. A lot had happened since they'd last been together and it was making letting go of her friend, easier said than done.] We have each others backs, right?

[She nods, resting her chin on Rose's shoulder as her own grip tightens, not letting go until the other woman is ready. Gods she had missed Rose, but hadn't realized just how badly until now.]

Always, Rose, always. I've missed ye so much. [She'd been focusing so much of her time on Andres, on Mark, and on the rebuilding of the Island and on continuing the relations with the Knights, that she hadn't taken the time to go back to HQ. Having Rose here and being able to talk to her again, see her and hug her, brought into sharp perspective just how much the other woman was missed.]

How're ye doing? What's new?

[Rose would probably never tell Alainn, quite how much she'd missed her because she's happy for her. For things to be working out with Mark. For her to be leading the life she wants but Rose would be lying if she said she hadn't considered insisting to Mark that he could both run a country and be a Knight... for purely selfish reasons.

Forcing herself to pull back just enough to look at her, Rose offers up a weak, apologetic smile. At least it wasn't Alainn's blood smeared across her clothes now, which was a whole lot better than what it almost was.]

I'm... [There's a slight tightening of her features, Rose sucking in a quick breath of air as she nods her head.] Getting there. [Not about to lie to Alainn and say that everything was sunshine and puppies. She was pretty sure the other woman would see right through that.]

Physically better than I have been in a... long time. [As for Rose trying to hold back?] I've really missed you too. [It didn't last.]

[She just pulls Rose in for another hug, rubbing her hand in circles on her back comfortingly in a reversal of roles. She'd seen that play of emotions cross her friend's face and had to stop herself from asking what it meant. She desperately wanted to know, but also respected Rose's privacy far too much to ask in the midst of a crowd, albeit a crowd of people they knew. If her friend wanted her to know she would tell all when ready.]

I'm so happy yer feeling better, luv. [The heaviness in her tone speaks more than her simple words. "I'm happy you're recovering well, but I'm still worried about you and what's happened since we've last spoken, and I want to know it all, when you're ready."]

And I can't thank ye enough for what you've done.

[Rose's eyes flutter closed for a moment, not only accepting the comfort that's so freely give but to allow it to settle over her. To still the spiral of thoughts in her head, calm the surging emotion. Another time. Another place; one with far less witnesses at least and Rose would have been more comfortable with speaking freely but there were just some conversations she'd have with Alainn, that she didn't want to be shared with everyone here.

Rose does hear the underlying concern in Alainn's tone, the words that aren't being said (SM 24) and she pulls back just enough to meet her gaze, wanting her to see what she might be unwilling to say out loud. Yes. It's been hard but she's not at breaking point and there's an honesty on what she says next.]

I'm okay. [And then, to offer a little more reassurance.] Dean makes sure of it, promise.

[There's another shake of her head, Rose quick to dismiss any need for gratitude.] I was just in the right place at the right time. Anyone here would have done the same. I'm just glad you're alright. Both of you.

[Which was probably why Rose might never tell Alainn everything that's happened since they last spoke. Not for lack of trust or desire but because she wants more than anything for her and Mark to be happy and she'll be damned if she drags either of them into her shit and risk that in the process.]

If you hadn't been here... [ mark steps over, wrapping an arm around alainn's shoulders, the fact that he almost just came close to losing her not lost on him ] I think it's fair to say you have a very open standing invite to crash at the palace.

I know Alainn would love it.

[For all her downplaying of what had happened, it's not lost on Rose that if she hadn't been there? The relief they all felt now could have been something very different and there's a silent acknowledgement of that much in her eyes as her gaze meets Mark's. Perhaps even the suggestion that saving Alainn, was as selfish on her part as it was selfless. He really didn't owe her anything, not as far as she was concerned.

Still she manages a smile that's not entirely forced. Bobbing her head.]

Might have to take you up on that one. Can't let you have Alainn's cooking all to yourself.

[Her hand catches his, fingers twining together tightly as she leans into him with a smile. She catches the look between the two of them (SM 19), the meaning not lost on her. Her heart was near to bursting for how much she loved the both of them and their protectiveness over her. When she became the damsel in distress was lost on her, but for now she was just going to enjoy the company of her two favorite people in the world]

Aye Rose, please come back to Andres. Bring Dean, we'd love to have the both of you there. Nothing formal, and I promise to do all the cooking myself. [The hope in her voice is palpable, eyes bright as she gives Rose her best pretty pretty please look]

Edited 2016-03-16 01:07 (UTC)

[Rose allows herself a moment to take them both in, looking between Alainn and Mark. In case there were any doubts before now? That light in her eyes and the smile that crosses her lips, totally announces that she ships it.]

Andres is kind of a special place for us anyway. [To Mark.] It's where we got together. [And for Rose at least, it's where her life started to turn around. It's where she and Alainn became friends. Where her relationships with people like Myri and Helen strengthened. It was a place that probably held more happy memories for her than the Castle actually did.]

So, we'll come, I promise. [Well Rose would come and she'd drag Dean but she figured, the promise of food, no formalities and sleeping in a bed in the Palace? Hard for him to knock back.]

Good. [ mark's hand squeezes alainn's as he looks back to dimitris' burning body. ] For now, if it's all the same, I think I'm ready to be done here.

[Rose nods her understanding, turning back to Alainn for them to have one more moment together. Rose reaching out to capture her free hand and give it a squeeze.]

Soon, you got it? [Rose already hoping that the next time they catch. It won't be surrounded by quite so much death.

With reluctance, Rose lets go of Alainn. Leaving them both to depart but.... not before she stops at Liam, the easy smile that had sat upon her lips a second ago vanishing.]

If anything happens to her? [Eyebrows raising.] Pretty sure you can, fill in the blanks.

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