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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[His words bring out the first, honest smile to sit easily on her lips and she can't help but think about her conversation with Steve.

Maybe. Deep down. She would grudgingly admit. She was a little bit of a romantic.]

So are you headed back to New York as soon as we get back?

Pretty quickly, yeah. [he smiles a little without opening his eyes, looking deeply contented.] I didn't really do much to warrant hanging around for the debrief, unless Wynn's got something he needs to say to me, personally. He usually doesn't.

[Her head lolls to the side, Rose's smile softening to see Des so at ease. A wry curve tugging at the corners of her mouth.]

I realize we're a lot to take in, but you could have Zarad come out here some time.

I could, but he tends to stop traffic and cause incidents. Poor guy. It must be a curse having a mug like that.

[all joking aside...] When this is all over, maybe. Right now, I just can't be too careful. It'd be one thing if he was all over being a part of this, but he can't.

Don't get me wrong, he loves everyone he's met, but nightmare gods and psions and near constant death are a little more than he feels comfortable inserting himself into. And you know how it goes- you dip your toe in, and then suddenly you're drowning.

Yeah but that's like, an ego boost for you, right?

[Rose has lost count of how many times somebody has said to her that her boyfriend is 'fucking hot'. No but really. For somebody with as many violent tendencies as she has? It's a good thing she's secure in her relationship.]

Well I'm not saying you should have brought him as your plus one to The Red Wedding... [Never have I been so pleased that Rose & Dean watch GoT.] But you know. I've never actually met the guy so you should consider a weekend in London.

[She lifts her shoulder in a shrug.] Maybe getting to know the people who have your back will stop him from worrying so much while you're gone.

[Which makes her sound really thoughtful... until she adds.] That and I'm just really curious okay.

It didn't use to be. Jealous type, and all. That and I thought he could do a lot better. [It wasn't even a security issue- well, it kinda was, but not in the sense that most people would consider it. Being self-loathing means you damn well know you don't deserve the person you're with and knowing they could have anyone they wanted, for a long time, meant to him that eventually he'd open his eyes.]

I got over it after awhile. Turns out, he knew what he was getting into, and was fine with it.

[but he laughs at that last bit.] I'll work on it, all right? Just to ease your curiosity.

[There's a wry, knowing grin and Rose shakes her head. She might know somebody who keeps saying they don't know what they did to deserve their girlfriend...]

I'll let you in on a secret? [Leaning in a little like... it's actually a secret?!] I bet you he's the one who thinks he's the lucky one.

[Looking pleased at that.] Good. Cause if I hadn't seen him back at Vi and Luthir's wedding, I'd be starting to think he wasn't real.

[he leans in a little too.] Honestly? I think you might be right.

[another chuckle, as he pulls back, a hand reaching up to rub at his jawline.] I wasn't sure you actually did see him. Never did keep track of who all was at that wedding.

Finally it's catching on. [The fact that she can be right. Well. Sometimes at least.]

Just from across the room. I was only there cause... [Well this conversation sure got depressing in a hurry.] Luthir.

[And Elena but Rose isn't about to mention that. One pain inducing memory being discussed is enough thanks kids.]

Right. He was your... your mentor, I guess. [he leans back a bit, nodding. there's a possibility that he might have been her friend, but from what he knows of luthir and what he knows of rose, he doubts they would have run in the same circles. it's a good guess.]

Crazy, innit? That's the second time in the last hour or so I've thought about Vi's wedding.

[it's not even relevant to what's going on. nothing that came during or after was Dimitris' doing, beyond Elena's reasons for breaking Kyp out.] Not the best topic in the world to keep coming up, all things considered, but I guess it was a cornerstone for a lot of things.

The second time in this mission where everything changed... And this'll be the third.

Yeah. [Some of the light fading from her eyes as Rose's smile flattens.

For Rose it's hard to untangle everything that happened at that particular cornerstone. That wedding would be the last time she'd be happy for a long time. The last day of being the person she thought she was before everything got turned on its head. She'd been with somebody she loved, who loved her in return. Had a best friend she would have done anything for. Had a person in her life who she looked up to. Respected.

For a long time she thought she'd never have any of that again but she thought about Dean. About Alainn. About Wynn. Rose hated Sweets for suggesting that all the good she had in her life, came about because of what had happened after Vi and Luthir's wedding but as painful as it is to admit? He wasn't entirely wrong.]

Painful or not... I think we have to remember those times so we know what to be grateful for now. Why we're fighting. [And for other reasons, but she keeps those to herself.] At least this time around, it feels like we're gaining ground.

[something clouds over in Des's brown eyes.] Oh I know, and I won't forget it. As much as I hate every situation that's happened to me since I started this, I can't... wish they never happened. Too much has come out of each one. [he seems pretty unhappy to be admitting that.] I'm glad the whole picture is coming together, though. Getting your shit together in the middle of a clusterfuck that keeps getting worse is bullshit.

[She considers keeping her mouth shut, pretending she doesn't understand what he's talking about but that feels too much like lying and Des deserves better than that. Especially on something like this.]

Elena and I... [Hesitation as she starts to speak.] We were best friends. We used to talk. A lot... about, everything.

[She looks at him now, hoping he understands the significance of her words. That she's heard about Jade. About her significance to him.]

I think you can be grateful for what you have as a result of the bad stuff and still wish deep down that the bad stuff hadn't happened. Even if you wouldn't change it.

[She would rather not have lost Dimitri, Elena and Luthir the way that she had. But she had Dean, Alainn, Wynn and so much more and she knows, she's better for what happened. Albeit, a little jaded.]

[he sticks his tongue in his cheek, nodding, his expression somber.] Yeah, you've got a point there. I just can't let myself get lost in what I could've had. That's how I got so lost for so long. What I had with Jade... It was beautiful while I had it, but I'm not the man she fell in love with anymore, and I don't think I could've been the man I am now with her.

[He looks sympathetically at Rose.] It doesn't always help.

[They'd shared a moment much like this one soon after her rez. When she and Des had talked about the loss of the bond and that sympathetic look takes her right back there. While there's a lot of people who can't really understand what she feels, it's nice to know that there's one who she thinks does and she can only hope that maybe, he finds some sort of comfort in that too.]

Nope. It doesn't. [A weak smile that's tinged with sadness, dancing across Rose's lips and she shifts her free hand to cover Des's. A quick squeeze. A quiet moment of understanding without the need for words.]

But hey. At least we're going home. [The silver lining in it always being that they both had something good to go home to. Not everyone here could say that.]

[the look on his face, weighed down by sympathy and pain, seems to recede a little at her touch, though something seems to still be weighing on him.] Yeah. And maybe disaster will take a break for a little while so we can enjoy it.

Maaan, I hope so. [A huff of laughter escaping that holds little humor. Realistically she knows it's an unlikely dream and it shows in her eyes. The wrinkles that form there. The worry lines that crease her forehead.

She can talk like an optimist when she wants to but it's clear Rose is already bracing for the next disaster. (Will Save 15).]

Maybe I should take Mark up on that trip to Andres.

It can't hurt. [yeah, his sense motive was so high, it ought to be unnecessary (SM 35), so he Sees All, apparently, Rose.] Might put some things into perspective, seeing how far Andres has come since Mark came into power.

[He'd at least see that it's not pessimism but something she feels certain of. Like she thinks that any peace they might feel right now, isn't going to last.

Given their looming apocalypse though? She's probably not wrong.]

Plus it would be good to get away. See Alainn, just... I don't know. [Shaking her head.] I mean, it works for you, right?

Yeah. [he nods, looking pretty certain of that. any concern on his face seems to be for her, not himself.] It reminds me that there's places the bad guys can't get to.

New York? [Rose hasn't exactly. Had good experiences. When it comes to New York and bad guys.] Least there's a lot of people there I guess.

[Des chuckles awkwardly] Blade's club isn't just down the street from where I live, at any rate. They've got better things to do than pick us all off one by one, anyway.

[he shrugs] When a bad guy has his heart set on you personally, you'll know, so Blade, Crombe? Those guys? I don't worry about them when I'm not dealing with them.

[There is a flicker of understanding there, one of the few memories Rose does have from home and she nods her head. Lips pressed into a grim line. Having been the one the bad guy had his heart set on? They were lucky Blade and Crombe hadn't thought to deal with them that way. It was a good thing they all lived together. Most of them anyway.]

Lets just hope it stays that way. [Her face darkening.] Gotta wonder how much blowback there will be for what happened today... They might not have been happy with Dimitris but we still took out three of their people. [She looks to Des now, trying to keep the worry for him from her features but he's Des and he tends to see right through her. (WS 25).] Just... be careful, alright? Don't drop your guard too much when you go back home and at the first sign of trouble? Crappy weather aside, London does have the benefit of being full of people who will have your back. That husband of yours too.

I'd say "think of the big picture," but Blade's big picture isn't the same as Crombe's. Either way, they might still think so long as their plans continue, there's no need to hunt us down one by one.

[it's optimism that's not entirely like him, but he seems to believe it, anyway. he definitely doesn't miss her concern for him (sense motive 31), which seems to blindside him a little.]

I never drop my guard. I've got people who could come after me who aren't part of this little Glee Club. [instinctively, he looks down at his bag where the hilt of his sword is poking out of the top and he glances away abruptly.] Which I guess doesn't help you any. [he gives her a weak smile.] I'll be fine. I'm a survivor. It's the one thing I've been consistently good at my whole life, despite everything I ever did to try and do the opposite. And Zarad... [he laughs.] Well, he's got a few tricks up his sleeve.

[He holds up a hand.] But if anything gets too hot for us to handle, we'll be out of Dodge. Promise.

[With her ridiculous Spot Mod, she was going to catch that look at the bag (28). A question in her eyes but no words pass her lips. (WS 27). They all have their secrets or even just things they'd rather not discuss, Rose as much if not more than anyone so for that reason alone, she lets it pass.

His words unsurprisingly, do very little to banish the worry that's stirring behind her eyes. At least not until that promise, when Rose manages a weak yet sincere smile of her own.]

That's all I wanted to hear. [The hand that still covers his, gives it a quick squeeze before she pulls it away, Rose never one to linger too long on emotional moments and she does seem to relax a little, even if there's tension still running through her shoulders. It seems Des isn't the only one around here who doesn't drop his guard.]

Plus if you don't I'll just have to find you and kick your ass. [The widening of her grin at least suggesting she's kidding. Probably. Mostly anyway.]

slovechnia ♔ hey little sister what have you done

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