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

[eldritchweaver]

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. ]

Comments

[graveflowers]

Raf's uncle. [ she waves her hand dismissively, she forgot that detail in the retelling of her adventure but w/e. ]

[slay]

Wait — Who? How do you know Rafael's uncle?

[graveflowers]

He works in Arvandor. He's the one that brought me to the Lady of Dreams. [ she waves her hand, it's not the most important thing in the world. ] He did say that he was glad Rafael had friends like us?

[ which was nice. they need something nice. ]

[slay]

Rafael never mentioned ... [ she fumbles over that a moment, then, ] It ... probably doesn't matter.

[graveflowers]

He might not know. Or, I dunno, my uncle is a vestal virgin for the Lady of Dreams doesn't really come up much, you know? That's a weird conversation to have.

[ abort, abort. she reaches out for buffy's hand, squeezing it. ] It's not like he was keeping it from you.

[slay]

Vestal what?

[ no. wait. not going there. ]

You're probably right. He's — There's a lot we never talked about.

[graveflowers]

There always is, Buff. It doesn't make what you do talk about less important.

[ even if it's candy crush. ]