london ♔ put me on a ship that is sinking

[wynn]

if rain is what you want - slipknot

WHO || The Knights.
WHAT || I'm sure it's nothing.
WHERE || Knights castle 
WHEN || April 18,2016
HOW || Actionspam

It's been a week since Sir Jeanne Gar was abducted by agents of the Church of the Lord's Humanity, despite the Knights' efforts to thwart the attempt.  Several of the younger Knights learned a harsh lesson as they watched the Mind Master shake even the seasoned Sir Hasmed, and turn some of their number on each other.   While Wynn has announced that they are determined to find a way to save Gar, it''s certainly obvious why he's hesitant to send agents out, after what the Mind Master alone has done to several Knights, including Finnick Odair, who may never be the same.  

A dark cloud hangs over the Knighthood, either way, dampening any enthusiasm won from their victory in finally taking down Dimitris Sarandis and two other notable members of the Shadow-hating Church led by Draken Crombe.

The sun is still up in the late evening, on this day, but there's a heaviness in the air.  

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[allmydreams]

[Felicity doesn't know Wanda but she does know Steve, so she will try to quietly catch his eye and signal to him to hold for now. She doesn't want him to go anywhere, exactly - they may need him to punch something - but she doesn't want him to pick a fight now either.

She's also not fond of Solas shoving himself into this, but she's not going to make them seem divided either. No one deserves to be treated the way Crombe was treating the squire at the front desk.]

[hawkeing]

[ the longer this goes on and the more obnoxious crumb becomes, the happier hawke is that fenris is far, far away. while he would be perfect for their strength in numbers usually, he would not be taking any of this right now and the last thing they need is a hothead like fenris jumping someone who obviously has a bunch of people very, very tense.

and rightly so from what she can see.

arms still folded over her chest, hawke shifts forward just slightly. with a 12 will save, she avoids making a joke about crumb not looking like a waiter and instead focuses on biting her tongue for once. someone else can be the champion of the knights. ]

[bythedreadwolf]

[ While there might be a hint of tension in Solas' posture, overall he looks casually relaxed. It does not mean he is not alert and ready for whatever may come, but the fact that their numbers are growing enough to divide the man's focus is a benefit for all of them. Not that he's expecting that more of their number filtering into the lobby is going to improve the human's atrocious manners, however.

The two that join them are as yet unfamiliar to Solas, but he picks up on Felicity's subtle acknowledgement enough to turn towards them - although he still keeps himself carefully placed before the two women. Just in case. (Although whether that is to protect them, or to keep Hawke from potentially stabbing their visitor remains an unknown.) ]

Draken Crombe and the Mind Master have come to speak with Wynn.

[ Considering even he had recognized one of those titles, after only being here a handful of weeks, made him optimistic about the chances of the others in the room recognizing them as well. ]

[divaricate]

For a friendly talk, I'm sure. [All the sarcasm in her tone right there, yep.]

[recruited]

[ Steve pointedly ignores Crombe because whatever he so didn't ask you. He asked the others. He does however catch Felicity's eye and then his gaze shifts over to Crombe and the Mind Masters. He nods at Solas acknowledging what he's informing him. Steve's stance shifts and he nods. He plasters on the best fake smile he can muster. Tense, but trying to remain calm. He doesn't need to flex his intimidation at this point. They don't need a bunch of dead people because the Mind Master feels mistreated. ]

Alright. Is Wynn meeting them here? [ Seriously. Anyone who wants to answer. ]

[extremist]

[ too bad, steve-o, because draken's the one who answers ] He's on his way now.

[familybusiness]

[It's at that moment that the next small group busts into the lobby in the form of Buffy, Topher, Sam and Rafael, the latter two with guns out at at the ready.

Once he sees that there's...no fight happening though, Sam holds an arm out as if to try and halt the others so that they don't just go in guns blazing. That seems like a terrible choice with all these bystanders.]

[romanticidal]

[ rafael comes to a halt on the steps behind sam, but doesn't... lower his weapon yet, pointing it over solas' head from his vantage point, to keep it aimed at crombe ] What is the meaning of this?

[slay]

[ Buffy skids up alongside Rafael and Sam dramatically, and it's pretty clear that no one is dying but also that THESE PEOPLE ARE IN THE CASTLE NOW. NOT JUST OUTSIDE OF IT. UGHHHH. ]

We're inviting bad guys in for the tour now?

[andblockbuster]

[topher tries to hang back but he urge to see the Mind Master in the flesh is apparently too much for his horrible wisdom score, so he moves to a better vantage point closer to the desk and just looks angry at her. so scurry topherchan.]

[allmydreams]

[Felicity meets Buffy's eyes from across the way before pushing up from the wall and speaking up so Crombe won't have to and make more people want to punch him.]

They're here to "parley" with Wynn. They're waiting for him here.

[So no, no tours are happening.]

[recruited]

[ Whoa, guys, have some chill. He looks at Sam and Rafael and then Buffy. ]

Yeah. They're here to talk. [ Like those guns aren't gonna help except piss them off. Those guns ain't gonna save Gar. ] It's my opinion that people talk better with guns down.

1/-

[romanticidal]

[ rafael hesitates, those bad wisdom rolls rearing their ugly head again, and the mind master smiles back at him very specifically, as if to say bring it bitch.

with a scowl, he lowers it, but he doesn't holster the weapon ]

2/3

[wynn]

[ it's at that point that wynn, flanked by hasmed comes walking down the main hallway, emerging to step beside the desk and fix draken with a baleful, intimidating glare, one hand on the hilt of the blade at his waist. ] I'm certain I don't need to point out how much nerve you have to come here after all you've done.

If you would speak with me, we will do so privately.

3/3

[extremist]

[ draken gives zero fucks about the rest of you now, riveting his attention on wynn, his hand toying with the head of his cane, which most are now close enough to see is ironically... a dragon's head.

he meets wynn's gaze with a steely one of his own, looking him over with an almost smug expression as if he's realized something just upon seeing the man, something important, saying almost to himself: ] ... Just as I expected.

[ he raises his voice again to address him, but plainly for everyone else as well ] On the contrary, Wynnefalshond. I think your followers deserve to hear this.

[ there's a challenging look in his eyes as he adds: ] It makes me wonder what other secrets you've been keeping from your own. [ one eyebrow lifts as if he has something very specific in mind now. ] We will speak here.

[bigbad]

[Spike's vampire hearing is sometimes a curse. He's only just waking up at this time of night, so when he ambles in, he's already cranky.

Then he sees exactly who has visited and welp, out come the fangs.]

What the bugger's going on?

[morethanasidekick]

[Meanwhile...

There had to be one completely oblivious person coming through to join this crowd and from the sound of slurping that breaks the tension as Spike goes fang-boy on their visitors. That person is Kenzi. (Know. Local: 4....) She has. No idea who these two are.

She does however notice the fangs, and the guns, and the fangs... She's tiny and human they were worth mentioning more than once.]

I'll just... Carry on... [As she positions herself so that there's at least one other person between her and the wonder twins.]

[slay]

We're not followers. We're family. And nothing you could possibly say is going to change that.

[ Which tbf doesn't give ... reason for them to have this anywhere else. Because it's fine, right? ]

1/-

[extremist]

Ohh, I don't intend to give away his little secret today. They'll be a time for that.

2/3

[wynn]

I advise you to get to the point.

3/3

[extremist]

[ it's at that point that jack chessing appears from behind hasmed and wynn, stopping a few feet back from them, the color draining from his face as he takes in the scene.

draken sets his cane directly in front of him, folding both hands on top of it ] Let's review the situation first, so that we are very clear where we stand.

My Church seeks to combat the dangers presented by the Veil, restoring this world to a peaceful society, the society which God has ordained. I consider myself a reasonable man, despite what you all likely think of me. There are those who are committed to my beliefs who see the only path to such a future as the eradication of Shadowkind entirely. I have no interest in genocide, no desire for a massacre, and I have argued vehemently against the plans that they would have set in motion, forestalled them by showing them that my way - God's way - will be the path to that glorious future. I have, in fact, endeavored to shed as little blood as possible as my plans have been laid into motion, but our hand has been forced time and again, often by your own number, and several members of my Church possess less... patience than I.

Jeanne Gar is currently our prisoner, but I do not wish to kill her. She is one of God's children, after all, and a brilliant, talented woman.

She has simply become... misguided, as the other humans under your sway. [ he glances around the lobby, sparing a look of slight distaste for the visible humans gathered ] Either way, when we have what we require of her, I would be quite content to see her freed in one piece. However, should any of your Knights here today decide to take any hostile actions against us, should the two of us not return shortly, my men have orders to take her life, and that is blood that would be on your hands, Wynnefalshond. And I would advise you to remember that several of our number are telepaths. I know you have that changeling of your own lurking here somewhere... Attempts to replace us and deceive my men would be immediately uncovered, and Jeanne Gar would suffer for that as well.

[andblockbuster]

[Topher listens to Crombe talk with wide, horrified eyes, and almost considers stepping forward and laying out some atheist realness, but no sooner has he taken the first few steps towards them, he realizes that's a terrible idea and holds back, worried that even a verbal reaction might provoke them to hurt Gar.]

[allmydreams]

[Felicity is also not a fan of his pontificating, but she doesn't have quite as much willpower. People like this, who use religion to justify hating and being openly racist against someone else like she's seen here don't deserve to call themselves leaders of faith in her opinion, and she can't help but glance away when he's finished, her voice low as she mutters to herself:]

May God save us from half the people who think they're doing God's work.

[bigbad]

Fairly sure the blood's on the hands of them that kill her. [Not that Spike's moving. He won't blame anyone but the bad guys if Gar gets hurt, but he's not willing to risk it happening.] And fairly sure one piece doesn't mean unharmed, especially with all your bloody telepaths.

[Technically, Kat was in one piece when they went to get her from Dimitris. Technically.]

[recruited]

[ He sounds like Red Skull. Red Skull and Hitler. Like they had a gross awful lovechild and then just unleashed him on the world. Which is why Steve's jaw is locked and his arms are crossed over his chest because this is awful. ]

What's she doing for you exactly?