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

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

♬ 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!]

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[OWFUCK. PAIN. IT MUST BE BULLET RELATED. Des howls and... Promptly falls down the stairs. That 18 damage takes a huge hit out of his 24 defense and plus the 2 from the fall... Yeah, Des is not a happy bunny right now.

Maybe he'll just lay here and bleed and hiss and wait for the healing to kick in. One day.]

[Jade shouts in shock when he falls, rushing down after him and kneeling over his body, obviously uncertain of what the fuck to do. Her hands hover just above him, clenching and unclenching as she looks up, but the bullets seem to have mercifully stopped coming. Still, she hears the pounding of oncoming feet which can't be good]

It's just a little bullet wound. Don't be a baby. Come on. [And she reaches a hand behind him to try to yank him up to sitting. It isn't very delicate. However, with her NAT TWENTY strength check, she pulls him to his feet single handedly. And gives the impression that she could probably carry him out if she had to 8|]

We're almost out.

[She thrusts open the doors down here, emerging back into the back halls of the club, and once more music floods over them, no longer muted, but rather this time a bright and lively trumpet pop number that sounds distinctly like Ricky Martin.]

♬ Shebangs - Ricky Martin]

[Running running running... He hesitates for a moment when Buffy tells him she'll give him cover fire, looking oddly touched through the... fangs. Yep. He'd rather be fighting than running, but he's bleeding from his several bullet wounds, and they're badly outnumbered. Plus, he saw Des take a pretty awful looking fall after getting shot, and he still doesn't trust Des, even if he does manage to not pass out from injuries. He thinks he can catch up to the other two now. So he nods at Buffy.] Be careful. [Then he starts careening down the stairs, reaching them just as Jade opens the doors.]

[STILL RUNNING BEHIND YOU ALL, blasting at some guards trying to follow from above, etc. etc. Even Kat is hitting things. Go team.]

[ She takes a moment to fire off another shot, except it ... gets the gun jammed. She hesitates for a moment to try and fuck with it but ... no. This isn't happening. She just drops it down the center of the stairwell haphazardly because fuck guns and books it after Spike, holding the railing so she can swing around the flat parts of the staircase without losing momentum, and hopefully get down quicker as a result. Let's hope that gun doesn't somehow un-jam and fire off when it hits the floor. (unsure) ]

[Des is just gonna be over here, being dragged around by, like, a 90 pound lounge singer. That's cool. He doesn't need that blood or anything.] Just full of surprises tonight, aren'tcha? [WHAT ARE BULLETS FLYING AND CHASE MUSIC AND ALL THAT SHIT? HE IS BLEEDING AND THEREFORE CANNOT BE BADASS.]

[How will his manliness ever survive...

She pulls him out through the table area and with a good enough pop culture check, Des might even realize that... that actually is Ricky Martin. On stage. Apparently this is where careers go to die.]

She bangs! She bangs!
Oh baby when she moves, she moves
I go crazy
Cuz she looks like a flower and she stings like a bee
Like every girl in history...

[Some patrons start mumbling and nudging each other at this unexpected emergence of Jade, but everyone seems too shocked to think about mobbing her at the moment. Unfortunately, the guards are not so slow to react and immediately move to block the beeline that Jade is making for the door.]

Now would be an excellent time for a bright idea.

[OH HEY NOW WOULD BE AN EXCELLENT TIME TO NOT HAVE FANGS OUT, WOULDN'T IT? Yeah, those things are going back in. He joins Jade on the opposite side from Des, looking at the men.]

Distract them with our fists, I figured. [But he holds off for the moment. He'd rather someone else do the hitting. He thinks better when his head doesn't feel like it's exploding.]

[The guards down here at least refrain from heedlessly spraying bullets, which is probably good considering there's a crowd of innocent people all around. However, one of them stands directly in front of the exit, another a few steps away from it, and the third steps forward, one palm held up as he says:]

Step away from the girl.

[Her response is to roll her eyes and spread her hands, announcing:]

We're trying to get away from the guys who are trying to kill me. Get the hell out of our way! What am I paying you for? [Her response seems to at least momentarily confuse the shit out of him and he hesitates. Meanwhile, Gar and Kat burst out of the stairwell in the hallways, emerging around the corner across the club. Kat pauses halfway back, raising a hand and shouting something that sounds like:] NOCTIS!

[Immediately two out of the three guards start to waver where they stand and then slump to the ground. The third ones looks down and says in that flat robot voice:] -- what the hell...?

[ From the tables, Buffy whips her head around when the guards go down. Since Des and Spike and Jade are still stopped she manages to catch up with them more or less. ] ... Or, we could always go with that. [ She turns back towards them. ] Come on. Let's get out of here. I've pretty much passed my quota for getting shot at today. [ She doesn't hesitate and just moves to lead the way in trying to shove past the last standing distracted halo guy. ]

[Meanwhile, Des has stopped leaning on Jade because his healing's started up. Only four HP gained this round, but it's enough to push the bullet out. A spot check of 16 or higher will notice Des wrangling the bullet out of the tear in his shirt without, like, digging into his shoulder or doing any of the painful things you would normally associate with digging a bullet out of your shoulder. He flicks the bullet away and grabs Jade's hand again.] Blondie's got a point. By the way? You might wanna invest in some new hired help. [Annd following Buffy, even though he's still... low on HP and staggering a bit... and definitely not caring that people may question why he's suddenly more functional than he was a minute ago.]

[Jade doesn't seem to notice, or at least not find anything unusual about Des digging out his own bullet, instead glancing back towards the crowd of dancers, where several other guards are pushing their way through the crowd.]

Not my first choice, believe me. [She moves towards the door as well, and they yank it open, moving into the narrow dark corridor. However, as they traverse the hall, the strangest feeling that they're forgetting something would start to creep over them...

Which really only grows as they moves away from the music, which becomes more and more muffled, and their heads start to feel the same way.*

*Will save of 15 or above, or memories start fading fast of everything that went on back inside the club ... A nat 20 memory check is the only thing that will preserve the memories. A 16 will last for the remainder of the day, 17 through the next day, 18 through the next few days, and a 19 will allow memories to linger for a week. The memory loss works precisely the same as attempting to remember a dream: you remember having it, but the more you grasp at details, the more vanishes.]

[Well, Spike's got a 20 will save. Not natural, though, so for the moment, at least, he remembers what the hell's going on. He keeps hurrying down the corridor, keeping an eye out for danger. He is really ready to ditch this place. But at least he got an excellent souvenir.]

[ And Buffy is just twinsies with Spike right now so they're both big with the remembering. Like steel traps, these two. Buffy glances behind her to make sure they're sticking close.

Now that they're out of immediate danger, she looks askance at Spike. She'd seen what he'd turned into back there. So much for the good vampires exist theory. She cringed a little, shutting her eyes tightly and letting her brow furrow as she realized Kat was probably going to have words with her about that one. Oh boy.

She pushes it down and turns to Des and Jade. ] So. You said those guys were from the Brotherhood. Brotherhood of what and why are they going all mafia on you, exactly?

Of the Enlightenment. It's a church. [She shoots a look over her shoulder at Buffy and Spike that's obviously suspicious]

And I was hoping you could tell me why everyone's trying to kill me today. I still don't know who you are.

We're the Knights of the Silver Dragon. Except Desmond. [He jabs a thumb in Des' direction.] Still unclear why he tagged along. Does the term "Eternal Jade" mean anything to you?

I'm Eterna Jade. [She sounds more than a little incredulous about any of you being Knights of anything. But whatever. Kat and Gar enter the hallway from the far end finally, just as the group reaches the exit to the lobby] They'll be more guards out this way.

[ Buffy holds out a hand. ] Maaaaybe it's better if you guys hang back for a second.

You are too important to get shot at, [ she points at Jade first, then at Spike, ] you're gonna give yourself an aneurism one of these days, [ and then she points to Des, ] and you can barely stand.

Which leaves me the qualified party to deal with Master Chief and co. So, let me take 'em down, and you can follow when the coast is clearer. [ She looks at Jade. ] Kat and Gar should catch up soon. They should be able to clear this up.

They won't kill me, believe me. They just don't want you guys to kidnap me. Or whatever this is. You go out there, and you'll end up looking as bad as he does. [She gestures to Des.] ... No offense.

And I'm not going to sit back and play benchwarmer just because of a few little headaches. [Little... extremely painful... incapacitating headaches. NO BIG.]

I'm fine, by the way. [Lalala merrily regaining another four HP. He rolls his shoulder and winces. Yep. Still bleeding. HE'S GETTING THERE.

Also, his will save was 12, so his life sucks, but honestly, he's more concerned with what Spike just said... before the headaches.] Wait. You're Wynn's kids? [He turns to Jade.] And I'll get back to you, because what the everloving fuck? [And then back to Buffy and Spike.] Seriously?

Well, actually, that would be Fred Jr. [ She can't help going off topic to chime this in. ] Or, well, technically great-great-great-great--lots of greats, really--grandkid. But. Mega-weird, either way.

[ She looks at Spike. ] You're not warming the bench. You're ... being back-up. If Jade's right and I get my ass kicked all over the place in there, someone needs to be standing still to get Jade out of here and keep those Brotherhood freaks from getting her. Now ... Stop complaining and stay here.

[/TIMELY ARRIVAL as Gar and Kat catch up. And Kat gives Buffy a judgmental face]

... I don't think I even want to know why Fred's become a topic of conversation. But I'm way too happy to put an end to it. We're coming with you. [Annnd she shoves the door open, moving out into the lobby, along with Gar. There's a robotic shout from above out there saying "There they are! Stop them!"]

[Spike glares at Buffy a little bit because that all sounded a great deal like blah blah blah excuses excuses WARM THE DAMN BENCH.

But she does have a point. And it does make sense to put the guy with the headaches on back-up instead of front line. With all luck, he won't have to hit anyone else. So he nods and turns to Jade.]

Come on, love. Let's wait for our opening.

...Wynn's had sex? [That is Des's only contribution right now. He's staying close to Jade, thank you.]

Edited 2012-03-22 03:03 (UTC)

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