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Jack Chessing ([personal profile] dragonsclaw) wrote in [community profile] knightsoflegend2017-09-04 07:09 pm

flight ♔ pride can stand a thousand trials



I'm Kissing You - Des'ree
WHO || Failboat [closed]
WHAT || The Knights return in the wake of the Keijen Blade concert, much worse for the wear
WHERE ||On a plane
WHEN || Directly after the concert
HOW || Actionspam or prose


The mood is darker than it's ever been as the Knights' plane takes off from the blackening skies above Los Angeles, which continue to spread out after them.  They expected a trap, they expected the worst, but what actually happened dwarfed even those dire expectations.

Painful revelations about their teammates themselves, followed by the separation of Vi from the team, and then being forced to watch Blade enact a dark ritual in the concert-hall-turned-dark-temple that culminated in the sacrifice of hundreds, including the deaths of those who had been on the mission back-up team were only the beginning.  Realizing at the last moment that Crombe still had no understanding of what Blade was truly doing, the team made a last minute bid to change his mind and get him to stop the ritual, but it was far too late, and as things escalated quickly, the Nightmare God Malaak'a was freed from his prison, the seal broken with the final step - Nadia's death.  The god himself appeared before them, and Blade stood triumphantly behind him - only to use the dagger soaked in Nadia's blood to plunge into his father, and usurp his power for his own, ascending to some sort of deity-like powers himself.  

This scene lies further and further behind them now, the images forever etched in their minds, and the silent forms of two of their teammates - one mysteriously incapacitated, the other dead, act as haunting reminders on their journey back towards the castle of what has befallen and what may be to come.
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[personal profile] shootfirst 2017-09-05 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Between you, Buffy, and Dean, why do we need them then? Aren't you guys all demon slayers, or whatever? And isn't there another one like Buffy in the Knights?
littledhampir: ♫ Pour my life into a paper cup. The ashtray's full and I'm spillin' my guts (Engaged in conversation)

[personal profile] littledhampir 2017-09-06 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
I don't think we do. But they want us to think we do. I just haven't figured out what their real agenda is.
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[personal profile] shootfirst 2017-09-06 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
If anyone tries to buy my soul, they'll get a fireball sandwich.
littledhampir: ♫ No need to get so uptight. (You re either insane or brilliant.)

[personal profile] littledhampir 2017-09-06 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Grinning a little.]

Just make sure it's Divine fire. [Is she making a joke or casually telling Kat how to hurt them?

A little from column A... a little from Column B.]
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[personal profile] shootfirst 2017-09-06 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
Not exactly my specialty.
littledhampir: ♫ I'll describe the way I feel Weeping wounds that never heal. (Lets try some sheer honesty.)

[personal profile] littledhampir 2017-09-06 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
[That she gets, and shifts in her seat to pull a vial of something out of her pocket to give to Kat.]

Holy Water. I don't leave home without it.

[That's because you're basically a fucking Winchester now, Rose.]
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[personal profile] shootfirst 2017-09-06 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ she takes it and then looks down at the little vial, closing her fingers around it, before glancing at the back of the plane and letting out a shaky breath ] This shit is whack.
littledhampir: ♫ They'll learn much more, than I'll ever know. (Yeah. See. Here s the thing.)

[personal profile] littledhampir 2017-09-06 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
Yep. [A flash of something close to sympathy.] It really is.
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[personal profile] shootfirst 2017-09-06 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ with that, dean makes his way back to his seat, and kat just sort of half-nods to rose, slipping back to her seat by fred to mope ]