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

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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. ]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Look, we need all the help we can get. How we get it at this point is the least of our worries.

If you wanted to take us down or something, exposing yourself to become our allies wouldn't exactly make a whole lot of sense. Besides, if they hire people like you, this SHIELD has to be better than who we're already allying with, right?

[ she relaxes visibly. for a minute, it presents simply as her hands falling at her sides, her shoulders slumping, and the tension leaving her face.

then she rushes forward, throwing her arms around him — it's hard to do. he's very tall and she's very smol. but she does it, burying her face against his neck. tears sting her eyes but she pulls them back. she's never been a good crier. but she feels like it, now.

kali had been horrified by the ambiguity of her choice. val'drin, inconvenienced. alex, accepting in the way he might accept any unsavory decision. but sam embraces it, lauds it even. ]

[He almost isn't ready for it, the movement of him bring his arms up to wrap around her midsection to keep her from slipping only slightly delayed, his grip tight.

He doesn't know what anyone else said to her, but he knows what he'd expect to hear if he told them what he'd done behind people's backs. Her intentions were far nobler than his own, and everyone had their secrets.

Two secret organizations getting to know each other? How else were they going to do it? From the outside, the knights themselves didn't always look like the good guys, and he knows Skye has done plenty of good during her time here.

It all felt like something of a fresh slate in both directions.

His exhale is shaky as he squeezes her briefly in what's supposed to be comfort, but it's for him just as much as it is for her. He'd been dreading this conversation, worried about her reaction but knowing she deserved to feel whatever she wanted, and now that they've ended up here his relief is nearly overwhelming.]

Thank you.

For what? [ she takes her time to get around to asking, savoring the small comfort that the embrace provides. when the words come, she draws back slightly to look up at him. ]

Talking to me. Listening. Not giving up on me.

[He looks down at her quietly, searching her eyes.]

All of it.

I think we've all made some bad calls at one time or another. [ she shrugs one shoulder, letting the gratitude roll off her back rather than reflect in her. ] I'm glad you pulled out of yours. I was really worried about you.

[He's pretty sure most people wouldn't necessarily make that bad of a call, but he'll go with it.]

It shouldn't have taken what it did, but I can't change it now. I just have to do what I can to make up for it.

And you think leaving is gonna do that?

[ that's not judgment in her voice. just ... a desire to understand. and maybe a wistful regret that they had only made this right in time for him to disappear. ]

[He shakes his head.]

My brother needs me.

[As if that explains everything. For what it's worth, it doesn't sound like he really wants to leave. He just doesn't see another option.]

[ so does she. but that's not fair of her, she recognizes, and so she doesn't say it. but the idea of losing one of the only people who hasn't regarded her as a traitor hurts, all the same. ]

Will I be able to reach you?

Felicity is gonna get us all burner phones. Once we have a line of communication, I'll get a hold of you, alright?

[Hopefully that'll happen sooner rather than later.]

We're gonna want to have some way of knowing what's going on with you all, too. I'm just glad there will be someone I can trust that's still here.

Hopefully still here. That conversation's ... in progress.

[ she goes for her hip. ]

Let me get you the number for my SHIELD phone, just in case. And Sam, if you need anything ... We can help you.

I'll just have to cross my fingers, then.

[He nods at that.]

I'll get a hold of you as soon as I can. And believe me, you'll be the first person that knows if I need something.

[He'll be surprised if they don't hit some kind of dead end somewhere.]

Edited 2018-01-04 04:40 (UTC)

This is what you meant, isn't it? When you said we couldn't meet after dinner. You're leaving ... now? Tonight?

[ she searches him, a little lost for words now that it sinks in. ]

[He looks a little forlorn, a little guilty, but eventually he nods.]

In a few hours.

I'm ... supposed to leave the castle as soon as I'm packed.

[ she shrugs one shoulder as she explains. she can't linger for a few hours to say goodbye, in other words. not a real goodbye. ]

Oh.

[He looks distinctly unhappy about that. He breathes out a heavy exhale.]

I guess I should consider myself lucky you got to come find me at all.

Technically, I'm already playing hookie, but you know. [ she shrugs her shoulder, a smile twisting on her lips. ] I like to live dangerously.

[ i mean, it's sarcastic, but is it really in this context ? ? ? ]

[That makes the corner of his mouth turn up in amusement as he glances down at the floor before lifting his gaze back up to hers.]

I'm glad you decided that I was worth that.

What good secret agent doesn't have a list of things she should do before she gets burned and can never come back?

[ she says it as a joke, but she's ... advancing on him.

in part because it's more than that. it's not just saying bye to people. saying bye had been too hard, in several cases. she'd avoided it because she was afraid of the pain of rejection. but sam ... he didn't just forgive her. he didn't think there was anything to forgive.

that's huge.

she reaches out to fidget with the hem of his flannel, thoughtful. ]

I'm sure you've got a few things you want to make sure you do before you plunge into the great unknown.

[Oh. Hi. With a bomb ass wisdom check he...gets what she's laying down 100%. On some kind of level, anyway. Possibly a more chaste one, but we know how his will saves tend to go.

He's thought of this kind of moment before, a long time ago, before they had their big falling out and Glasya shoved her way back into his life in the most obvious way she could. They were pushed apart then, when he had taken the advice of people who didn't know the nitty, gritty truth and gone down the wrong path.

He'd made his mistakes. He wouldn't make them again.

That included things where Skye was concerned. Maybe it was selfish of him, to seek a connection he'd thought he'd lost only to leave again, but he doesn't want this to be a good-bye.

All the other people he cares about will be with him. He needs a reason to want to come back, too.]

Then I'm definitely not a secret agent 'cause my list only had one thing on it.

[I rolled to see how smooth that came off and got a nat 20 charisma check, so...there's that.

His hand brushes through her hair then, until his palm finds her cheek and he leans in to kiss her.]

( alone together - fall out boy )

[ she was going for it already tbh but after that smooth-ass approach, skye doesn't even wait for him to lean all the way in. she reaches up to grab the back of his neck and meets him somewhere in the middle.

it starts out chaste. gentle, even. but she realizes with his lips against hers that this really is the end. or, potentially the end. even if both of them are given the okay to come back by the powers in charge here, they're still facing down a god here.

there's no guarantee that they'd even be able to take advantage of the re-invitation.

so her grip on the back of his neck tightens and the kiss turns bruising. this probably isn't the best choice to be making, given those circumstances. given the fact that she's clinging to the one piece of a life she should be letting turn to ash and give her the chance to go back to what she knew with shield, but.

that's not stopping her either. ]

[He wasn't gonna try to go there, content to keep things gentle and comforting, so to speak, but that doesn't mean he isn't going to follow her lead.

The press of her fingers at the back of his neck and the pressure of her mouth has the more logical side of his brain falling to the wayside. This isn't what they should be doing, but Sam wants no more regrets and well...

...he's not gonna push away one of the only good things he has left.

His lips part against hers, coaxing them open into a deeper kiss that's surprisingly intense (dex 21) as he just straight up gives into this without literally a second thought (will save crit fail).]

[ it's hard to resist when everything is going so well. skye scrapes her teeth against his lip, trying to pull back, but she's not doing much better tbh with a will save of 10. it's no one's fault, really. it's a long time coming.

instead, she embraces it. she dives back in, planting one hand on his abdomen to guide him while her feet shuffle forward to slowly walk him back towards the bed (cha 22, dex 20). yep. this is the best life choice she could be making right now. ]

[He steps backward without stopping anything else he's doing, sitting back onto the edge of the bed when the backs of his knees hit it, kicking off his shoes as his hands move to her waist.

With little effort, he lifts her into his lap (str 15), fingers grasping idly at the fabric of her shirt while his lips seek hers again.]

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