flight ♔ pride can stand a thousand trials

[dragonsclaw]

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.

Comments

[postergirl]

Still think it's a joke, do you?

[bigbad]

I've never thought it was a joke. [He looks over at her, eyes dark and serious. He knows how bad it is. He's always known. He makes light because it's that or fall into despair, but he knows it's not one.] But I'm not ready to give up on us just yet.

[postergirl]

[ the word 'us' causes discomfort to flash across her face for a moment ] Well. We have hell on our side apparently. That's... something.

[bigbad]

Better than having to take on hell as well as everything else, I suppose. Still not sure what to make of all that.

[postergirl]

I'm still not sure what some of the most powerful beings in existence saw in ... that.

[bigbad]

[He gives her a look because why you gotta be this way Dumage.] It's not the oddest pairing I've ever seen. Love's strange. And Elena's always had rotten taste in men.

[He's pretty sure Lucifer's a better catch than Archer.]

[postergirl]

It's not a pairing we've seen at all. All we can do is speculate what the Devil himself is like.

[bigbad]

Better than Archer, I'd wager. Least he probably has a brain.

[postergirl]

Tall, dark, and handsome, I imagine? Unless he has hooves.

[bigbad]

Sounds like a right wanker, then. Tall, dark, and handsome's overrated.

[postergirl]

Do I detect a note of jealousy?

[bigbad]

Of the devil? Hardly.

[postergirl]

Mmm. Just checking.