knightsoflegend | chapter five ♔ it'll be a day like this one when the sky falls down

the blues - switchfoot

WHO || The Knights
WHAT || Failboat returns from the disaster in LA as the Knighthood goes on lockdown
WHERE || The castle, London
WHEN || Directly after this, Fall 2017
HOW || Actionspam

Hasmed's announcement does not brook any rebuttal: all Knights are recalled to the Castle, where they must remain until the Section Heads and Jack Chessing have spoken about the events in Los Angeles that have left the Knighthood without their usual leader.

The entire Los Angeles area is now covered with a dark miasma that has interfered with any signals that might be sent out from phones, etc., leaving the whole world wondering what exactly is happening down there. Final images showed horrendous monsters, a panic of citizens, looting and violence from humans and Shadowkind alike.

Hasmed has warned of extra magical wards on the castle, and anyone arriving will immediately take notice of one very prominent one: above the entire roof of the excessively large building hovers a black and red sigil in the air, a pentagram in a circle surrounded by runes or words in an unknown language, stretching for miles.

[ This is the social log for post-LA lockdown. Failboat must complete the top log before being allowed to tag outside of it. ]

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[Watching him for a quiet moment, Rose crosses to where he's perched on the edge of the bed. Her hand comes up to run her fingers through his hair, head dipping to press her lips on top of his head, holding still like that for another moment.

Exhaling a stream of warm air against Dean's scalp, she pulls back enough to look down at him, fingers idly combing through his hair as she shakes her head.]

Doesn't make you stupid. [She would have given anything to have seen a response like that from Helen.] I believe him too.

[It doesn't help that he'd still made some terrible choices along the way, choices that Rose doubted she could ever understand.]

Maybe this is what he needed, you know? [The push in the right direction.]

[ the tension shifts a little at her touch, and he glances up to meet her gaze ] I hope you're right.

If not then we'll deal with it. Just like we deal with everything else. [It sounds like the sort of thing he's said to her a thousand times.]

Together.

[ he reaches out to take her hand, fingers twining in hers and he pulls them to his lips ] Yeah.

Yeah, we will.

[The gesture sends a little surge of warmth through her chest, a reminder that she was still capable of feeling something other than despair. The childlike part of her wanted to shut everything else out, to stay in this rare moment of normality for as long as she could be allowed.]

You okay with the whole, us leaving idea? [They had a new normal these days though, and she hadn't exactly checked with him on this. In typical Rose fashion, she'd gotten fired up and forged ahead. This was his home as much as it was hers, however. Even if it didn't entirely feel like home anymore.]

Maybe it doesn't come to that, but... you were in that debriefing.

Always knew it was too good to last.

[His words cause an ache to swell in her chest, Rose doing her level best to keep her expression neutral (WS 29).]

Doesn't have to be forever. [But even she's not entirely convinced of those words, not after today.]

Doesn't really matter where we are. You, me, Sam? [And it wasn't so hard to include him.] Doing what we do...

[It had never been about the place for Rose. The Castle was like everywhere else she'd lived. Temporary. As much as the room was hers, it was never really hers. Home was about people. It was about Dean.]

I happen to have an in with a King if you really like the Castle lifestyle. [Trying to inject a little lightness into what was an otherwise heavy subject.]

Probably best I get out before I develop a taste for crumpets.

[Her thumb brushes across the stretch of skin between his thumb and forefinger, Rose trying for a smile, small though it is.]

And we both know that's a gateway drug to drinking tea.

[Her smile fades, though, the reality of the day still trying to push it's way to the front of her mind and her voice is quiet when she asks her next question, as if that might soften her words.]

Is this what it felt like... with Sam?

[ he glances up, eyebrows lifting a bit ] What do you mean?

[She hesitates, knowing full well this is a touchy subject but if she's learned anything from the last few years, it's that holding back helps nothing.]

I'm not talking about... this Sam.

[ oh

well.

shit. ]

You mean ... before.

[This would be one of those things that a couple really shouldn't have in common.

Searching for an answer with a gentle lift of her shoulders.]

Yeah. [...] I mean it's not the same I know, but...

[Elena and Des, they weren't her family but there was a time when she thought of both of them as about as close to family as she'd ever known. With Helen as well and Wynn gone...]

[ a beat before he says ] Feels familiar, yeah.

[Rose struggles for something to say but in the end just shakes her head. With a squeeze, she closes her eyes and lifts their entwined hands, brushing her lips across his knuckles and exhales a stream of hot air against his skin.

Letting the silence hang for a moment before she speaks again.]

I'm glad you're here.

[ he looks at her solemnly, before leaning over to press a kiss to the side of her head ] Back at you.

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