briefing ♔ please don't bother trying to find her

[wynn]

She's Not There - The Zombies

WHO || Wynn, Poe, Natasha, Ward, Amy, Miles, Peter [Closed]
WHAT || Sao Paulo Mission Briefing
WHERE || Round Table Room
WHEN || Early Summer 2017
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.

Just as before, accessing the secret room where the Round Table is housed requires using the Knight's keycard to open the glass case beside the mural of the War in Heaven, located across from the ballroom entrance. Using the fire extinguisher as a lever to activate the "door" mechanism reveals the long torch-lit hall plastered in artwork depicting the Knight's history. The tenants of the Knighthood hang large and foreboding over the doors at the end of the hall, which stand open to reveal the brightly lit Round Table, and the majestic crystalline dragon statue presiding over it.

Come in, find a seat, meet your teammates if you haven't already somehow.

Comments

[starprince]

[ well, peter is going to stop out there at amy and the droid. b/c reasons. and just assume its hers. ] Wait, you have a robot? Are those standard issue? Where do I get a robot?

[krasnayapautina]

[Natasha's just going to walk right into the room, being a loser and passing up the bb-8 meet and greet. She just quietly takes a seat when she's in there.]

[newgenwraith]

Hey. [Poe is going to grab a seat next to Miles] Hopefully this mission goes better than last time in the Philipines.


[BB-8 is going to totally chatter at Amy, rotating his viewport up to look at Peter and then back at Amy. He'll make adorable noises about wanting to go down the hallway but he was told not to but he's a member of this team too, right? He might even whine at Wynn if he strolls by]

[keptbiting]

He's not mine, but he's so charming. [ she glances up at peter, grins. ] Are you here for the briefing?

[starprince]

[ he nods, finally directing his attention to her instead ] Got the word this morning. You too, huh? Guess we can't get paid for sitting around playing pinball all day, every day.

[keptbiting]

Is that all you do? [ she's just going to nudge bb-8 to follow them as she stands up. ]

[starprince]

What? No! Heroics... too. Lots of those. A butt ton.

[keptbiting]

[ amy tosses her hair over her shoulder in an unintentional this is how i got a license even though i crashed my car move ]

A metric butt tonne or an Imperial butt ton?

[starprince]

Nobody uses the metric system. Except... ok, everyone in this country. [ and in they go~ ]

[keptbiting]

And... every other country. [ it's okay, peter. it's okay. amy strides in like: ] Whose robot basketball is that? Peter wants one.

[newgenwraith]

[BB-8 is going to follow Amy and when he is in the room he is going to roll right over and start berating Poe out for leaving him behind.]

He's mine, but I could sell him to you if the price is right.

[and that is Poe getting tasered by a droid]

I was kidding!

[starprince]

[ well, he can't help but smirk a bit at that ] Nevermind. If that's the kinda attitude he cops with his owner, I think I'll take my business elsewhere.

[keptbiting]

Maybe he just doesn't like men. Women are superior.

[krasnayapautina]

[Natasha looks and nods to Amy like, 'ah yes someone here knows what's up'.] I like you; you're my new best friend.

[newgenwraith]

No, he's just like this with everyone. He's an equal opportunist.

[he sat back down, looking at BB-8]

Fine, you can stay, but if Wynn throws you out then you go without any complaints. He's the boss. Got it?

[BB-8 warbled in the affirmative, and then going to roll around the room to look at the statue on the table from all angles]

[betrayed]

[Ward doesn't intend on being late, but these things happen. He enters, giving a quick glance around the room to see if he recognizes anyone and then takes a seat.]

[keptbiting]

[ it's literally a flock of boys and two ginger ladies, amy can get behind this group ]

What an open minded droid.

[newgenwraith]

Yeah, he's a good friend. [and he will reach over and fix BB-8's antenna that was bent quickly]

[wynn]

[ wynn enters from the far doors, and when the light fades, he spares a fond look to the little droid ] I see we're all met. We've reports of a piece of stolen art that has some significance to the sun elves. They've asked us to attempt to recover it, and to discover if there is some motivation behind this regarding something more than its worth - as the thief appears to have left behind some sort of... clue.

[keptbiting]

A clue? What sort of clue?

[ also gasp sun elves! also gasp art! ]

[wynn]

A series of pages torn out from a book about Buddhist art. Art that seems to bear no connection to the stolen piece.

[keptbiting]

O...kay.

[ maybe because amy isn't an art thief or anything, but she doesn't know how that is actually relevant. she will not be the brains of this operation. ]

[starprince]

Doesn't exactly seem like a buttload to go on, does it.

[krasnayapautina]

Someone who clearly hasn't heard of a photocopier, either.

[Why does anyone rip pages out of a book? That is just fucking r u d e.

So is stealing art, yes, but...]

[wynn]

Either way, the placement seemed deliberate, and I'm hoping you can uncover something that might give us further evidence of where to pursue this theft.

[starprince]

Where exactly is this all going down?

[wynn]

Sao Paulo. Sir Pond, I was hoping you would take point on this mission.

[keptbiting]

[ amy's trying to figure out how far it is from rio when she hears her name ]

Me? [ she glances around the table, loads of blokes to boss around? ] Yeah, alright.

[wynn]

Then if there are no further questions, you are dismissed.