chicago mission ♔ the people under your feet are shooting stars in the night

[rationalizes]

♬ Dreamworld - Rilo Kiley

WHO || Gar, Kat, Mark, Dumage, Martha, Myri, Buffy, Sven, Spike, Desmond Descant, ??, ?? [Closed]
WHAT || The Knights infiltrate Nightscape to intercept a deal for the Eternal Jade. And... so does Des. At the same time. Hilarity ensues???
WHERE || Chicago. Nightscape.
WHEN || Friday, March 9th, various tiemes.
HOW || Actionspam; Don't sweat tagging order.

It's been a busy day. Following Gar's discovery of a message that seems to imply a trade for the artifact known as the Eternal Jade will take place at a location called "Nightscape" the next evening, several of the Knights headed out to the area outlined in Hoffman Institute files, only to discover the place was an office building that sold pharmaceuticals. However, as Myrilandel stared at a strange canopied fruit stand attached to the front of the building, she began to notice something, well, quite odd about it. A long line of people waited against the edifice to enter the stand, but none of them looked as if they fit into the commercial sector whatsoever, with their leather, vinyl, spiked hair, glitter, colored hair, etc. In fact, only by staring at the image presented and concentrating could the others recognize there was something wrong with the whole picture - something that caused theirs eyes to rebound off from it and find the entire scene innocuous otherwise. The line of people disappeared into the canopy - but none of the crowd ever came out again, defying any logic about how many people could humanly fit inside the tiny stand at a time.

It was clear that it wasn't just any fruit stand.

It was an entrance. They quickly surmised just what it had to be an entrance to. Myrilandel managed to note a number of guards emerging from the club after hours, dressed in some kind of futuristic looking armor that... looks a lot like Halo armor. She spotted the symbol on the side of the van they climbed into, and the surveillance team took note of it before heading back to the hotel.

Meanwhile, the research team back home (Kat, Buffy, and Sven mostly, since Gar passed out asleep in her chair) threw themselves into finding out what they could about Nightscape: and found rumors about an invite-only underground club, whose location was protected by magic, which seemed to mesh with what the other Knights had seen. The most interesting aspect of the club, however, wasn't just the fact that invitations to it come in the form of pills that implant directions into the subject's unconscious mind, but that supposedly it played havoc with the memories of those who frequent it. Every visit fades from the patron's mind when they leave, in the same way a dream does - they could remember a vague feeling of what it was like, but not any details about what actually occurred - and the more they attempted to remember, the more the memories would elude them.

Today, they've managed to look up that symbol Myri noticed on the side of the van and identify it as belonging to a private security firm that hires out to wealthy patrons in often underhanded deals. Which has allowed a plan of action to be hatched. :O

The Knights will coordinate efforts to plant a fake detour between the security firm and the club, derailing a van full of guards to lead to a stop light that will be controlled by Kat. And allow them to come up through a conveniently placed manhole to plant a device on the underbelly of the truck that will cripple its battery temporarily. At this point, the Knights will assume control of the vehicle, and Kat, Gar, Buffy, and Spike will don the armor of the guards and take their weapons, proceeding to the club as security personnel. Mark and Myrilandel will transport the captured guards to somewhere safe to keep them out of the way and possibly interrogate them. Dumage and Martha will drop off Sven at the club - he'll be attempting to bluff his way through the front door as a patron so that they can have an eye in the crowd as well, and then the ladies will park on the street to sit and wait as a getaway car / backup if necessary.

Obviously, nothing could possibly go wrong. :)

[ooc; subthreads to come!]

Comments

[nosdacaraid]

Huh? [He glances at her sharply.] Oh, uh. Nooo. Just... mission jitters.

[witchwoman]

[She blinks a few times.]

Jitters?

[nosdacaraid]

[He glances over his shoulder twice, before turning the van at a corner light] Yeah... nerves.

[witchwoman]

Oh... [She's quiet. Fidgety, but quiet.] So it doesn't get easier with time?

[nosdacaraid]

Ohhhh it does, it just ... [He seems to rethink what he was about to say] I'll be fine. [It is not the most convincing sounding thing in the world]

[witchwoman]

[She peers at him out of the corner of her eye, not believing him... at all. But who is she to question a Knight?

...awkward silence...]

[nosdacaraid]

[Her silence only seems to unnerve him further. And he glances over at her once, twice.

The third time, he seems oblivious to the car moving through the intersection straight towards the truck, too close to swerve away...]

[witchwoman]

[Myri is mostly staring at her hands, trying to figure out how to make this less awkward. She looks up timidly just in time to see another car coming at them, dangerously close. All she can manage to get out is a sharp, choked noise as her eyes go wide.]

[nosdacaraid]

[And then it's too late, as he follows her line of sight, and does a double take...

The air fills with the suspended trill of a horn and then the entire truck jerks to the right as the car collides with the side of it. Mark's head jerks as well, but he manages to hold onto the wheel - however it doesn't do much good at this point as they come to a sudden, rending stop.]



**Fortitude save against the jarring impact for damage

[witchwoman]

[Fort save: 15 (don't know if you decide injuries or if I do when you let me know if she made the save or not?)

The collision is something unlike anything Myri has ever experienced. Vehicles in general are still a new adventure for her, but to feel them smash into one another is not something she knows how to brace for.]

[nosdacaraid]

[It's a good enough fort save to keep her from suffering any serious damage - just 3hp from the impact as her head snaps against the seat. Mark manages to go entirely without harm, but he sits there not breathing for a second as the vehicle settles. And then there's an eruption of sound, shouting, and then the definite sound of the door in the back opening up. Mark's head snaps that way, eyes widening, and then he looks back to Myri, concerned.]

Are you alright?

[witchwoman]

{Major headache forthcoming. She's a little dazed, so her reaction to the door opening is much slower than his.]

I... I think so...

What..? [She finally begins to look around, still confused]

[nosdacaraid]

[Annnnd he throws his door open, cursing under his breath] CRAP! [And then he's out of the seat and out of the van]

[witchwoman]

[Myri follows after him, still confused but not okay with just sitting and letting him go ahead without her. She winces as she stands, since her body does ache a little from the jarring impact. But she'll live.]

[nosdacaraid]

[The streets are filled with halted traffic, honking loudly at the mostly disrobed guards who are running through the cars. Mark swears again, and points at them] Hey! Stop those men!

[And then starts running towards them, slamming a fist against the back door of the van, which is swinging open.]

[witchwoman]

[Oh. Well, everything is happening really fast. And now Mark is running after some guys and Myri is... really confused. She's just going to stand near the van and try not to be too overwhelmed by all the people honking and all the running around.]

[nosdacaraid]

[Mark's unfortunately slowed by more cars careening to a stop in front of him and the guards get further and further away. Finally he slows to a stop, bending to catch his breath, and looking defeated]

[witchwoman]

[Seeing that he's stopped, Myri hurries towards him.] I may be able to help, if you still wish to pursue them...

[Your cleric has the travel domain, Mark. Don't just go running after people without consulting her.]

[nosdacaraid]

[He looks back at her in surprise] You can?

[witchwoman]

A spell I learned that helps to cross long distances faster. You won't be there instantly by any means, but can travel faster than you typically would.

[Otherwise known as increasing a subject's speed by 10ft.]

If you think it's worth trying, I could...

[nosdacaraid]

Yeah, go ahead. Knock yourself out.

[OH and...] Can you bring us both?

[witchwoman]

[She shakes her head.]

I don't think so. I've never had to do it on more than just myself. Don't worry. I'll find you.

[nosdacaraid]

Alright, well... mojo me up.

[witchwoman]

[Myri focuses for a moment, then lays a hand on him. Mark may experiencing a warmth and a calming sensation. After a moment, Myri's eyes flutter open.]

Go.