Dumage Moulet (
postergirl) wrote in
knightsoflegend2016-02-03 12:07 am
Entry tags:
- !main plot,
- alainn o'rourke,
- amanda moulet,
- astrid mädchen,
- buffy summers,
- desmond d. descant,
- dimitris sarandis,
- dumage moulet,
- elena gilbert,
- felicity braddock,
- fredrick jr.,
- hasmed,
- jeanne gar,
- kat samcelot,
- liam chambers,
- marcus andres,
- myrilandel odair,
- rose hathaway,
- solace,
- spike,
- sterling archer,
- steve rogers,
- tia ellison,
- violet reedhym,
- wynnefalshond
slovechnia ♔ hey little sister what have you done

♬ White Wedding - Billy Idol
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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I mean they'd also have to find you. [He presses a finger to his cheek.] Now I could've sworn there was a tiny girl here just a second ago. Excuse me, random stranger... [he breaks off in a laugh.]
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[Rude.]
Besides, apparently that's not the only reason I'm difficult to find.
[Speaking of that seems to unsettle her, though, as she leans back into her seat.]
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[he waves it off, laughing at his own joke, though the laughter dies quickly. he glances up, and then slumps in his seat again.]
Yeah. Anything to overcomplicate a situation.
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I'm nearly your height with heels on.
[Are you just not used to her wearing heels yet? Come on, Descant.]
It wouldn't be our lives without at least a few of those at all times.
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[sulk pout, though it's mocking.] I could settle for a few less.
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We'll talk more later.