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

[withasouvenir]

[ okay so like two things. he's cute which is weird because he has her brother's name and as a rule she doesn't find oliver's attractive because ew. second: ]

He's blond.

[ that was not a whisper. ]

[prosecutorial]

[Her eyebrows go up just slightly.]

Our Oliver wasn't blond?

[She has no frame of reference for him, just a name.]

[withasouvenir]

No... He looked like me. [ they both looked like their dad, even if it turned out their dad wasn't the same. neither of them had inherited moira's blonde. ]

[prosecutorial]

[She glances back to Oliver again before nodding.]

Good to know.

[And then she waves a hand because she's clearly clueless.]

Does any of it match up at all?

[withasouvenir]

He doesn't have a me, but his mom died when he was nine.

[ so thus, no time for a baby sister a decade younger than him. ]

[prosecutorial]

Oh.

[Her face softens a bit at that, because she can't imagine what it would be like to lose a parent.

Or have parents, really, but just because Laurel got memory wiped doesn't mean she lost her sense of empathy.]

That must have been really lonely.

[withasouvenir]

[ IT SUCKS. but thea would never begrudge laurel her parents, especially because thea loves laurel's parents. ]

Probably. But he's been really nice so far. He tells horrible jokes.

[ thea loves them. ]

[prosecutorial]

[She laughs.]

That's always way more charming than it should be.

[withasouvenir]

It is, [ thea agrees, wrinkling her nose. since hasmed hasn't interrupted their reunion to tell her that laurel is some kind of evil clone preying on her grief and sorrow, thea feels secure in adding: ] Come on, let me take you home. I'll make you a milkshake.

[prosecutorial]

That sounds perfect.

[And off they will go and we will call this thread a wrap. /scene]