knightsoflegend | marseilles ♔ swallowing the pill til i breathed my last

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marseilles ♔ swallowing the pill til i breathed my last

WHO || Dean, Rose, Gus, Ashley, Elijah [closed]
WHAT || The Knights head to speak with the Carmilla
WHERE || Marseilles, France
WHEN || Mid April 2016
HOW || Actionspam

Last fall, two Knights were killed in action while investigating a group of rogue vampires in Paris - Sir Dragomir and Sir Rast. While the vampires were brought under control, the mystery of who exactly killed the Knights remains up in the air, and to that end, Wynn has decided to establish contact with an ancient vampire known as Carmilla, leader of a vampiric coven of Elders who dictate the rules by which most nearby covens live in order to maintain their existence without bringing humankind down on their heads.

Also of interest to the assigned Knights is the strange abrupt departure of Sir Helen Magnus, who stayed behind in Paris and sent an unusual letter to her daughter Ashley that refused to explain what she was doing, but left the woman more concerned than ever.

Wynn has made arrangements with the coven, who have reluctantly agreed to meet with the Knights, and so a few days after their briefing, Dean pulls their rented vehicle up to the gates of the creepy manor where the Elders have at least agreed to rendezvous. While the grounds are well kept, there's an air of emptiness to the whole place.

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[Guess who crit failed their will save. Just guess.

Yep.

Ashley quick draws her Excalibur pistol, aiming it directly at Dashiell's chest.]

Don't you take one more goddamn step towards my mother, you piece of trash.

[Because she just prepared an action to shoot him if he does. I'm sure it's fine.]

Edited 2016-06-28 21:16 (UTC)

[Considering nobody else in this drama is named Mikaelson, Elijah has been watching it unfold with mild disinterest. Ashley seems to have Dashiell covered, so he turns to Carmilla.]

You had to know this was going to come out sooner or later. Or were you planning to throw him to the wolves in the hope your involvement would remain hidden?

[Perhaps if Rose were anything other than 5-alarm hostile right now, Kiance's words may have had the ability to sway her but as it stands, she merely glares. Clearly not opposed to going through him if she needs to. Her hatred fixed on Dashiell once more as the stranger moves out of the way.]

And do you really think we'll allow somebody who murdered one of ours to continue walking around?!

[From the way she holds her stake, it wouldn't take much to guess that Rose would like nothing more right now than to kill every Vampire in this room but it's Wynn's words that ring in her ears, keeping her from leaping at the face she knows too well. (WS 30).]

We didn't come here for war but if you take one more step towards her I will kill you and anyone who tries to stop me. [(Intimidate 36)]

[Helen stands still, eyes locked on Dashiell as he steps closer. His words creep into her mind and heart, twisting around the guilt she's tried to ignore ever since she decided to stay with him. Part of her knew that it couldn't be so simple. Part of her knee that having something wholly for herself wouldn't end well.

Ashley and Rose's threats sound so very far away, like there's some thick glass between them, muting their attempts. All she can visualize is those fangs that had sunk into her very neck now draining the life out of everyone she holds most dear.

She takes a step forward, closing the distance between herself and Dashiell. For the briefest moment, there's a flicker of grief in her eyes, a sadness that she likely won't be able to admit to. But just as quickly as the look appears, it's gone and replaced by hardened anger to rival the entire team of Knight's combined.

Her hand moves swiftly to slap him across the face (attack nat 20, damage is laughable and subdual but she def hit him okay.)]

I may have been lying to myself, but that doesn't absolve you from the part you played in it. You had every opportunity to be plain and honest with me. And if I had been anything more than a meal to you- if you had any shred of humanity left, it would have been the first thing you did. You disgust me.

[She moves, but not to fully retreat to the Knights. Instead, she moves to stand between the vampires and her people. She's unarmed. And trembling a bit. But she'll be damned if she lets any of them make a move to hurt any of the others without going through her first.]

[ his head recoils at the slap, and he doesn't even flinch away, implying that he doesn't so much as try to avoid it. when he turns back to look at her, she'd see that familiar red touching his eyes, and his expression is stony as he regards her. ]

I'm comfortable with the part I have played. Are you truly prepared to live with your own?

[ "Dashiell!" it's delphine who says it, and she instantly seems to regret it, as the other vampires each fix their attention on her, which seems to stop her from saying anymore.

carmilla doesn't bother to even spare her a glance, however. ]

Again, you mistake me.

Rather, you mistake us. What concerns us is discretion, not denying our natures. We are what we are, and I do not demand that my children forget that.

We embrace it. But we cannot afford to kill with impunity wherever we wish, if only to avoid precisely this sort of situation.

You were sloppy, Dashiell. You should have known better. [ she looks back to elijah, shrugging one shoulder, red lips pressed together unconcernedly ] He's yours to kill, if that's what will sate you.

[It's a tough choice, but hell, he really didn't want to be in Paris anyway. So he was going to shift to move next to Helen, away from his sire but making it clear that he was going to be on her side in this argument, and he would stand with her to keep the two sides from hurting the other.

He does look at Elijah though.]

It would be dishonorable if I didn't at least ask for you not to take the life of my grandsire. But I will do my best to keep him from hurting Lady Helen further.

[If Elijah were the type to snort, he would right now.]

I think you'll find I've mistaken nothing. [Translation: he knows you're up to some shady shit Carmilla. If only because every vampire is, especially those in power.] But I have no desire to prolong this situation with a pointless argument when we've reached something of an agreement.

[He inclines his head in silent thanks to the permission granted by Carmilla, at least, before turning to Kiance.]

I'm not the one who wants him dead, but I believe they've already made up their minds.

You might want to step back, [ gus adds helpfully to kiance as he drops the spell on mellie and she grows to full size in a matter of seconds. he can't cast flame strike because helen is too close to dashiell so she needs to back that ass up. ]

Both of you. Move. [Voice cold as Rose uses this round to empower her stake for 8 rounds. Providing a +4 to DMG and allowing her to hurt creatures with damage reduction.]

[Her instinct to protect the others wars against the logic that she has no weapons and those behind her are much more equipped to fight. She glances to Kiance, both surprised and not to see him stepping away from Dashiell to stand beside her. She reaches out a hand to wrap around the young vampire's forearm, drawing him back a few more steps with her, stepping back towards the Knights.

She doesn't dare to look at any of them in particular, afraid that she might lose her composure if she does.]

[ the moment helen moves back, gus casts flame strike and unleashes a pillar of holy fire on helen's former flame, pun intended. (divine fire dmg 57, ref 26 to half) he's just setting him up for everyone else to take down tbh. sorry about your rug, carmilla. ]

[ with a 29 reflex save, the vampire ducks aside from the pillar with an insane show of speed... but he lets out a snarl as it burns at him anyway, his fangs making an appearance as he yells out angrily: ] CARMILLA!

[ annnd it's init time~ ]

[The second the peace is shattered, Rose doesn't hesitate to go for Dashiell (Heroic Surge 1/5). There are no words to taunt him. Just a look of pure hatred that twists her features as she strikes out at him with deadly precision;

Atk: 46, 42, 35, 21. Dmg: 61, 60, 50 52. Evil Dmg: 4, 10, 9 7. Total: 194. (Double Dmg for Holy + Silver Stake. + 2d6 per attack for Evil. Empowered stake ignores Dmg reduction.)]

[ she jams the stake into his chest repeatedly, but it's the last one that causes him to gape, his mouth falling open, eyes widening as he stares at her, as if unable to process what is happening. his already pale skin begins to grow grayer, and he turns just enough to lock eyes with helen. ]

You must live... with this... [ and with those utterly unfair words, his body begins to disintegrate before their eyes, as the other vampires look on almost entirely impassively. delphine however, presses her own eyes closed, looking away, and victor grants her a contemptuous glance for it. carmilla merely watches, her chin held high, as dashiell vanishes to dust around rose's blade.

/init (unsure) ]

[As she slips the stake beneath his ribcage for the final blow, Rose holds steady. No emotion on her features as she watches him slowly turn to dust before her eyes. Caring as much about taking his life as he had about Lissa and Max's.

As his body falls away around her stake, Rose turns. Lingering for a moment on Helen. That same emotionless look on her face before she turns her attention to Carmilla.]

Should we hear any new reports of humans being killed by Vampires in Paris. [All very matter of fact as she slides her stake back into the leather holster at her side.] We'll be back.

[and he just... stood still. Unable to move as he watched his grandsire attacked and killed before his eyes. He took a step forward, but not in a way to try and start anything. Just... seeing one more person in his sire line killed in front of him and not knowing how to handle it anymore.

No one else was supposed to die. That was why he came here from America... so that he could learn not to let people die when he returned to his region. But now that was obviously not going to happen.

Let's be real - probably wasn't going to happen here either...

And he just felt loss, and that sire bond pain in his chest making him rub at it absently.]

[The worst part of being so undeniably human is that emotions rarely follow explicit logic, rarely obey and do as you believe they should. And so Helen can't help but feel an ache within her as Dashiell dissolves before her eyes, can't help but hear his final words echo in her mind. 'You must live with this.' Isn't that her lot with life? Living on and carrying the burden, the pain, the guilt... Her eyes close briefly, calling on that reserve of white hot anger to mask the lingering sense of loss for something that was never as real as she had wished it could be.

When she opens her eyes, she meets Rose's gaze, but can't hold it for more than a fleeting second. She looks instead to Kiance at her side. Rose's words to the Carmilla urge her to speak to him quickly and quietly.]

Whatever choice you make now, you must do it quickly. [She won't force his hand in either direction. He's had enough decisions made for him recently.]

You're welcome to remain with us. [ carmilla's offer is off-handed, however, and she shrugs once ] If you choose to stay in France, you are bound to our rules and to our way of life.

Beyond that, you're on your own.

You can bill me for the carpet cleaning. [ or the carpet replacement??? holy fire tho. anyway gus isn't even being a twat, she held up her end of the bargain once the truth came to light and let them get their justice. ]

[if you choose to stay in France. That meant whether he stayed at the chateau, or at the flat he inherited from his sire in Paris he would be stuck by the rules of these strangers he didn't know. Ones who lived in paths he didn't... wouldn't let his nature fall to.

He took a deep breath and steeled himself, standing up straighter.]

I'll collect my things from Dashiell's tonight.

[he didn't need anything from his grandsire's inheritence. He had enough of his own already from his own clan's deaths as well as his own wealth. Let his other kin fight over the scraps]

[Ashley narrows her eyes at the other vampire, the one who is apparently not staying. He was previously just asking them to spare the murderer who kept her mom away and lied to her, so she can't say she trusts anything about him.

But if she's going to have words about it, she's not going to do it here.

Then her eyes flick to Helen, tight at the corners and unsure, before she looks back at Rose.]

Can we get out of here now?

[She's mission leader, after all.]

[Mirroring Ashley's thoughts and narrowed gaze. Rose offers the blonde a curt nod. Not about to stick around and see how long it takes for things to escalate again.]

We're done here. [Unable to keep the distaste from her tone, after seeing their so called rules in action.] We'll see ourselves out.

[ dean isn't happy about leaving it like this, clearly, but he'll respect rose's call. look at him growing or sth. he still gives helen a look like he doesn't know who she is anymore as they start to leave. ] You comin'?

[There's a haunted look in her eyes when she meets Dean's gaze. She gives the smallest nod of her head to his question.]

Yes. [A simpler answer, but the most she can manage for now. She turns to Kiance.]

Should you find yourself in London, you may find me, if you wish.

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