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

[littledhampir]

[Rose had never been one to blindly follow. It was both what made her a good Knight, and a general pain in the ass. She followed those who she believed had earned her loyalty and Jack had one small, unfortunate flaw. He wasn’t Wynn. She had told Wynn that some things were worth fighting for, and some people worth following. Jack still had to show Rose that he was one of the latter, but their brief conversation at least convinced her to give him a real chance to do so.

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.

[attollores]

[Her own lips rise in a faintly wicked grin, eyes sparkling.]

I haven't been tamed completely yet, love.