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

[panaceum]

[ she leans back towards him, smirking ] Good boys don't talk like that.

[ambitionist]

Ugh, you're right. I'm gonna have to not sound like Brooklyn trash, which I don't think I'm capable of.

[panaceum]

What if you just did a really cute accent?

[ambitionist]

I don't think I have a really cute accent. I can do Russian, but it's just me imitating my grandma. My British is like ... like Bert the chimney sweep. [his disguise roll was a 12 so like it's not THAT bad but also you can see the real effort he's putting forth here:] Pip pip, cheerio, bangers and mash, I'm a cunt.

[panaceum]

Ok, ok, stop, you're officially excused from accent work.

[ambitionist]

[he laughs] All right, all right. No more accents. I'll try to clean my mouth out with soap. [and then he flops back onto the bed.] It won't be so bad.

[panaceum]

[ she crawls over to straddle him and poke him in the chest ] Promise?

[ambitionist]

Well, no promises on the mouth cleaning thing. But I think I can manage everything else.

[panaceum]

Then fingers crossed we can pull this shit off.

[ambitionist]

We've got this. I believe in us.

[he really does feel okay about it? he's done the whole starting over thing once, he can do it again. and having piffy this time just makes everything feel ... a little bit easier.]

[panaceum]

Good. Now shut up and kiss me already.