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

[certainproclivity]

[Sark stares at her for a long time, staring at her even though she's looking past him, body rigid. And then slowly, he starts to relax, and he sighs, softly.] You make a convincing argument, Agent Bristow. I think I believe you.

[superswank]

[ well, that surprises her and draws her focus back to him, something changing in her expression a bit as she studies his.

sense motive 18??? does he?? ]

[certainproclivity]

[YEAH, HE LIKE ROLLED A 4 FOR HIS WILL SAVE OKAY. HE AIN'T LYING ABOUT SHIT, so even though he tries to cover it up... he can't.]

That doesn't necessarily say that it will mean anything for me, but I'm willing to see if your convictions have true merit.

[superswank]

I'm glad to hear it. You just need to find one place to start. Just... try.

And in the meantime, stay and help.

[certainproclivity]

[Sark looks like he just fucking played himself over here. This is not how he expected any of this to go. Holy shit.

So he slowblinks and just... nods.]

All right. [He straightens, trying to find some sense of composure again.] I'll let you get back to your work, then.

[He has to go stare at a wall and think about life for awhile.]

[superswank]

Good idea. [ before this gets weirder ]