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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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Tell me what's going on. [ it's pushy, but not demanding. more concerned. empathetic. ]
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Everything has just been happening so fast. And there are more important things going on- lives at stake, not that I need to remind you... [She's struck by guilt, but pushes forward.] It's Finnick. He's staying and I'm... im happy, but...
[She shakes her head.] I don't know what's wrong with me. I love him more than anything, and I so desperately want him to be better, but he's not. He told me that he still has to fight against what she did to him. And it isn't like a spell, or it certainly would have worn off by now. So this is forever, I think. He could wake up tomorrow and find it all too much and just...leave. He says he wouldn't, but he never thought he would in the first place. And it's not just me that I need to think about. Shayla is old enough to remember. Every day, she's learning and growing, and if he left, what would I tell her? How do I tell my child that her father is gone and that I have no idea if he's coming back?
[It has only been a handful of days since Myri was shocked with Finnick's return. And for a good portion of one of those days, she was incapacitated. There really hasn't been enough time to decide what is best for her or Shayla.]
I feel like I'm being selfish. I know I am. Vi would leap at any opportunity to have Luthir back. You'd do the same to confirm Rafael's safety. So why can't I just accept the gift I've been given? Why am I so afraid?
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[ and it's with some reluctance that buffy puts it this way. in so many ways, she understands how selfish her handling of rafael has been. a smarter person, a better team player, would have prioritized other things, other parts of the mission. buffy can't. she doesn't have it in her. ]
You're thinking about Shay. About what this means for her, not just you. It's a lot. A-and I wish that I could tell you what the right thing to do was, but I don't think there's a right answer.
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I feel like no matter what I decide, it'll be the wrong choice. The hours are counting down and I have no idea what I'm going to do. I told Rose that I'd... [She drops her voice, even though they're in private.] ... go as far as wherever we're going. But after that, I'm still not sure.
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[ this isn't exactly reassuring, but it's all she has to offer. ]
Maybe it's not about right and wrong. Maybe it's about making the choice you want to make and accepting the consequences when they come, 'cause they'll come either way.
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But she has like... a day before she has to worry about that.]
I miss when things felt easy. I was terrified of this strange place, but at least I felt like I knew where I should go next and who I should stand with.
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Things keep getting more complicated. Every choice feels like the wrong one. Even ... Even having Finnick back feels like a gift with strings attached. But we're still standing. We'll make it through.
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We will. We always do. [Even as broken and battered they may be at any given point.]
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No, this life wasn't meant for them. And when we put an end to all of this, they can have the glory if they want it. So long as we come out alive, I'll be happy.
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[ she whispers it like a confession. ]
It's not like I'm peeking around corners for him or anything. But ... He'd never let this happen. I guess a part of me still wants Dad to swoop in and save us from ourselves. But he's not going to.
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We don't need anyone else, though. Not him. Not Solace. Not anyone. We have each other.
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they're both tired. worn out. run down. she shrugs it off and just nods. ]
I know. We just have to keep pushing through. I just ... Every time I think I see the end of the tunnel, there's more tunnel. And a train.
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