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knightsoflegend2017-09-04 07:09 pm
dragonsclaw) wrote in 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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And perhaps Jack is right, for now. I don't know what exactly happened with Ke- [she catches herself just in time before finishing Blade's name
Wisdom 16, clearing her throat. Rose knows who she's referring to.] I don't know exactly what else killing his father did, aside from getting him on the fast track to semi-godhood, but it was something bad. Very bad. All that black smoke type stuff? What would killing an evil god and raising another one do to an area like that?[She understands Jack's line of thinking on this, the safety of everyone involved was paramount. But there was such a catch with that as well. She knew that Jack, as much as the rest of them, wanted Wynn safe and alive and brought back to lead the Knights, and though he was a Dragon's Claw, he was the only one where there was meant to be two. Thomas, dear Thomas, had never been replaced and the Dragon's Claws were always meant to work as a joint unit in the case that Wynn was no longer with them. The weight that came with this job that Wynn had carried so long was now on Jacks shoulders, and while she was sure he was more than capable, she also knew he would need as much support as he could get. They all had to stand behind the man Wynn trusted most of all of them.
That didn't mean she didn't agree with Rose, either. Wynn had saved her life when she was at her most vulnerable. She knew she wasn't the only one with a story like that. Wynn was the kind of person
dragon??she aspired to be. What was the right answer, the right course of action?]With that being said, it doesn't mean that I can sit idly by with this either.
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A slow smile curves the corners of her mouth, a gleam of approval in her eyes and the despair she’d been working hard to keep concealed, is quieted by the possibility of action.]
I was hoping you’d say that.
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I haven't been tamed completely yet, love.