closed ♔ and when we collide | we'll see what gets left over

[dragonsclaw]

WHO || Failboat [closed]
WHAT || After the announcement, Jack calls a meeting
WHERE || Thomas Bancroft's room, the Castle
WHEN || 8am, the day after LA
HOW || Actionspam or prose

Solace's announcement makes the situation unfortunately plain - those who have worked to stop Blade and company for the last five years have been side-lined, and will be until this ends, one way or another.  Jack has sent out a secret communication to all members of the team, asking them to gather in Thomas Bancroft's old room, which has stood empty since his death, and is usually locked.

When they make their way there before 8am, however, they will find the door unlatched.  Jack is already inside, with Gar seated near him, one hand on his arm.  Kat leans against the wall behind Fred, who is seated in a chair.  Her arms are folded, and she's grinding her teeth back and forth.

Comments

[sirsolace]

I came to check on your condition, after hearing from Sir Vergara about what occurred. But I did not expect to find you clearing our stores.

[witchwoman]

[She carefully zips the diaper bag closed, looking up at him with a calm expression.]

I'm taking some precautions to make sure that my daughter is not orphaned or killed herself. I assume your call to action will involve the production of more to replace what I might need. I don't think I'm taking more than I'm owed, considering.

[sirsolace]

Your child will be well taken care of, Myrilandel, and you possess the means to heal both her and yourself. There are many who cannot speak to as much - and it's for them, and the teams we must send out without clerics that we prefer to preserve these stores.

I would ask you to return what you've taken.

[witchwoman]

[She feels bad that some people might not have the chance to be healed, but... her priorities are with her failboat family. Especially since she may not be joining them.]

Her father cannot do what I can. If I am not there, he will need access to these to keep himself alive, as well as her. You will forgive me if I see my family as more likely targets, considering what has happened in our time here. There will be plenty. You have a sect of highly skilled individuals who are dedicated to to keeping this stock filled to the brim. You'll hardly miss these. [diplomacy 38]

[sirsolace]

This is highly against protocol, Sir Odair, and surprisingly self-centered of you. I would have expected better. [ he pauses ] You make take six of our strong potions, but no more. That is enough to heal grave injuries for the whole of your family, twice over.

I would have you empty your bag to show me.

[witchwoman]

[She weighs her options carefully, but no part of her looks at all bothered by his disappointment. In the end, discretion is the key here, so she calmly empties the bag, placing the vials on the counter nearest to her. She leaves 6, making sure to open every pocket and pouch and show him that she has no additional potions hidden away. But she's also doing her best to watch him while she does this, wary of any attempts to use magic to mark these potions for tracking purposes (spot 32)]

Thank you for understanding. Now, if you don't mind... [she would like to get back to her room so she can pack and sort her life out.]

[sirsolace]

Of course. [ he makes no moves to mark anything, but he's watching her with a wariness and sharp eye that she's never seen on him before.

there's suspicion there, now, and while the meeting with the section heads already confirmed that, this is much more pointed. ALSO SHE WASNT THERE i just remembered so lmao ] Good evening, Myrilandel.

[witchwoman]

[With a nod, she moves past him and heads to her room to wait for the others to meet up with her so they can teleport out later that evening. Byyyyye.]