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

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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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[Though she's much more timid than her cousin Lucia, Shayla doesn't run back to hide behind Myri's skirts. She stands in the center of the room, chin tucked down towards her chest while she peeks at Alainn sitting in front of her.

"Hello." She says in a quiet voice. "Mommy says you're my Auntie. Like Auntie Vi and Auntie Buffy and..." She rattles off all her failboat aunts, swishing the skirt of her dress as she names each and every one. Myri covers her mouth to stifle a laugh.]

[She chuckles, her heart expanding at the sight of such a brave and shy little child.]

I would be honored to be your Auntie Alainn, if ye would have me as such. [Her eyes travel to Myri, dancing with mirth and adoration for this tiny creature in front of her.] But even if ye just want to be friends to try me out for a bit, that would be okay too.

["Where are your toys?" She asks, because obviously everyone has toys. Duh.]

Shayla, I brought some of your things. Would you like to show Alainn? [Myri sets a small tote bag down. There's some blocks, a few stuffed animals, but Shayla goes for her favorite- her books. She grabs one and brings it back to Alainn, holding it out. It's about a monster hiding under the bed who ends up being afraid of the kid.

"Story time?"]

[She takes the book, settling Shayla on her knee and reading to her, doing all the appropriate voices and sound effects. She giggles at Shayla's antics through the book, the sharp pang of memories hitting her just beneath the ribs. It reminded her of Rena, of her curiosity and strength, and her sweet innocence. Rena would be nearly ten now. She'd missed out on so much time.

After the book is done she would let Shayla down to play with the rest of her toys, standing and approaching Myri to pull her into a hug.] How are ye doing, love?

[Watching the two of them brings Myri so much joy. She finds a place to sit that's in Shayla's line of sight, so there's no panic of where Mommy went, but far enough to let the reading space be Alainn's to not distract from that. Once her daughter is up and busy stacking blocks to make a 'castle,' Myri takes tries to think of how best to answer that question.]

As well as I can, I imagine. It's been... an interesting few days. [So much to process and deal with and no time to really deal with any of it.] And you?

[Empathy and understanding fill her eyes and she nods, knowing that none of them had really had a chance to breathe, much less take stock of all that had happened.]

Same as you, I suppose. There is still quite a bit about what happened when all of you were on your way to meet us in L.A. that Mark and I are still in the dark about, but there are enough rumors flying about that we've been able to piece some things together. Though, Rose has promised to fill us in... later.

[Mention of the information Rose plans to fill them in on causes Myri to drop her gaze for a moment.]

A word of advice? Even if you don't feel as strongly about it at first as she does, it probably isn't wise to say as much. It's... quite a lot to process. I've watched the arguments between her and anyone who doesn't see this as she does. I think we all have to come to our own conclusions about it.

[She knows enough of what's going on to know that it is going to be a touchy subject for all parties involved. And the team that had been on this mission since the beginning had its fair share of volatile and opposing opinions, enough to know she had to reserve judgment until all available information had been obtained.]

I know. I realize how biased everyone's opinions can be, and I want all the information I can get before I make my own.

[a pause] What do you make of all of this?

[She isn't sure how to answer that, especially with her daughter present.]

I'm... hurt. They were my friends. [She won't use names because she hasn't broken the news to Shayla. She doesn't know how to possibly explain.] I've tried to understand, but... It never felt like enough.

[Des she had known for just a while, and not very well, but she liked him. And Elena, she hadn't known at all but for in passing. But she wasn't a stranger to betrayal from friends or the hurt that ate at you as a result. It hurt to know that Myri, that they all were experiencing it. And with something like this? She had no idea what to say.]

I'm so sorry, Myri. [She's also keenly aware of her hesitance to speak in front of Shayla, and she respects that by not going into it any further.]

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

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