krozna ♔ our wrongs remain unrectified

[dragonsclaw]

♫ The Fog - Zulya

WHO || Failboat, Mikhail Kalachnik, ?? ??  [closed]
WHAT || The Ex-Knights of Failboat arrive at Krozna
WHERE || Krozna, Russia
WHEN || 2 days after LA
HOW || Actionspam or prose

Sidelined from the mission that has been many of their lives for years, the group who had once stood against Keijen Blade has made a dangerous gambit - they've decided to leave the Knighthood, knowing they may never be allowed to return.  With them, have gone Sam and Dean Winchester, and Faith Lehane.  Their destination?  A distant monastery overlooking the village of Krozna, in the Ural Mountains.   This hidden location was home to many Shadowkind who did not wish to deal with the prejudice that their appearance might force upon them out in the world, particularly in Russia.  Wynn had apparently established a location here for Knights that broke the rules of the Knighthood so extremely to reflect upon their crimes, or for those whose powers made it impossible for them to live out in civilized society.

This monastery of misfits is run by a man named Mikhail Kalachnik, a willing exile who volunteered for the position, a man vouched for as trustworthy by both Jack Chessing and Finnick Odair.  It is here that the former Knights will set up a base of operations from which they intend to rescue Rafael Giovanni, research a way to stop Keijen Blade, and take him down once and for all, along with the evil Mind Master.  

But first, they must get to know the exiled Knights with whom they will be sharing this hideout...

Comments

faith || open

[msattentionspan]

t r a i n i n g - r o o m

[After a little walking with Felicity around the place, she branches off on her own. The place is big and she has to wonder how many of these places that the Knights own are as big as this. It's a lot to consider. All the different outposts, the different headquarters -- that's a lot of upkeep, a lot of utility bills. All the missions that go out and come back with money, treasures, and who knows what else.

Maybe it was a good idea for her to make this her last gig. Just walk out after they save the world, because she'd not gonna let them fail this one. Which is why she stops when she comes to the training room. It's not like she actually needs anything fancy -- she just needs something to hit and this place has just that.

She moves around the room for a moment before settling on one of the heavy bags hanging in the corner. She squares up and starts hitting.]



a l c o h o l

[She thought that hitting things would get her mind off of everything, but it seems to have just gotten her a little more wound up. She should have known better. All that hitting and sweating and there was no payoff. Nothing that was left behind on the mat, except sweat and maybe a little of her frustration.

She took a shower to rinse off, leaving her hair damp, which might not have been smart considering the cooler air. Which is why she's currently looking for alcohol. When she finds a bottle she swirls the liquid around the bottom and shrugs. It's enough for now and she's pretty sure she's not the first to raid the cabinets here, so she won't dig around too much more.]

alcohol

[self_fulfilling]

[ there's barely any booze to be found, so she's lucky to come across that much. when she turns around from closing the cabinet, someone is standing in the door. he's rather short, with beady eyes and skin that is tainted a very slight blue and looks almost wet. he is dressed in a simple brown tweed coat and suit, and stares at her in a rather unsettling manner ]

[msattentionspan]

[She unscrews the cap and takes a sniff and almost regrets it. There's a thing about aged alcohol - but this doesn't seem to have aged very well. It smells like jet fuel. Not that she actually knows what jet fuel smells like, but she's taking a guess. The guy giving her the eye is kinda making her wonder if she didn't zip her fly or something.]

You doin' alright? ['cuz, not to judge - but he doesn't look like he's doing all right.]

[self_fulfilling]

[ he doesn't budge ] There are too many of you.

[msattentionspan]

Oh. [Yeah, she definitely can get that.] Must be weird to have this many people dropping by.

I'm not gonna make a mess or anything. [She's always been able to at least keep wherever she sleeps clean.]

[self_fulfilling]

How long are you staying here? [ his tone is still empty of anything friendly, tinged instead with an edgy quality that makes him seem permanently anxious ]

[msattentionspan]

[She shrugs, taking a small sip of the alcohol.]

I haven't gotten a solid ETA on when we're leaving. I'm pretty sure it won't be too long.

I'm Faith.

[self_fulfilling]

[ he seems to get even MORE on edge at her introduction, even going so far as to take a single step back into the doorway ]




Vlasi.

[msattentionspan]

[Well. That was a thing. Faith doesn't really mind, but it is odd to see her actually make a guy step AWAY from her after learning her name. Sure, sometimes a guy doesn't need to know her name to have a conversation with her, but she's never had a guy move away from her like that. It's gotta be a him thing, not a her thing.]

Cool. Good to meet you.

[self_fulfilling]

[ he makes a noise in his throat, looking down at the floor. his expression twists a bit, his hands balling into fists ] Did he tell you?

Mikhail. Did he tell all of them?

[msattentionspan]

[Faith thinks about it for a moment, then shakes her head.] Tell us what?

[She offers a little bit of what went down.] We showed up and there was a lot of talking, but mostly people from our side trying to fill him in on why were showed up.

[self_fulfilling]

Not to... [ his voice drops to a nearly inaudible mumble ] Not to touch me.

[msattentionspan]

Oh. No, there wasn't much warning in that department.

[She puts one of her hands up, offering him that gesture of 'no worries'. The other one still has that lonely bottle of horrible alcohol.]

I'm not big into hugs - so I'm good keeping a hands off approach. [Now, that's not to say there weren't a few others that greeted them on their arrival that she wouldn't object to changing that plan for...]

[self_fulfilling]

[ well that calms him down a bit but he stares at her intently again ] And the others?

[msattentionspan]

We're all pretty focused on getting ready for this big mission. I don't think they'll mind your preference.

[She cants her head, trying to figure out if he's looking for her to spread the good word. She's... not the best for that sort of thing.] Just give them a heads up.

[self_fulfilling]

I'd rather not. [ clearly not b/c he doesn't want them to know. but the prospect of talking to all those people is evidently freakin him right out ]

[msattentionspan]

[She nods, as if she gets the struggle of being social.]

I'm sure that if it comes up, it'll be easy to manage. No one says you have to shake hands. Plenty of people aren't into that.

roaming around

[graveflowers]

So. How's it going?

[ leaning against the wall so casual, lucia dead asleep in a sling draped across her chest. look! faith is new to this bullshit and god, their gang is full of bullshit so vi wants to... check. that she doesn't think she's made a terrible decision. ]

[msattentionspan]

[She looks up and sees Vi and the baby. It's a little unusual, because she still isn't sure bringing a baby to save the world is the best choice, but she also figures that it's probably safer to have the baby here than back there. It's a complicated thing. A complicated thing about babies. Thankfully, Faith never plans on having to deal with that level of complication.]

It's cold and boring, but hey -- we're trying to save the world, so that's something.

[graveflowers]

Yeah, it's something. I think the cold might be killin' my brain cells though.

alcohol. clearly

[littledhampir]

[ With identically damp hair and the telling glow of somebody who has also been working out their issues with her fists, it's almost comical that like Faith, Rose's next step would be the great hunt for alcohol. The other brunette probably would have fit in well with her and Dean, if either of them had ever been social enough to get to know people outside of their immediate circle of trust.

What... it exists. It's just. Very, very small.]

Please tell me there's more where that came from.

[msattentionspan]

If there is, I hope it tastes better than this.

[She hands the bottle over to Rose, because it's all she's found and she's not going to hog the 'might be jet fuel' bottle.]

[littledhampir]

[Eyeing the bottle almost warily, Rose makes the fatal mistake of smelling the contents first. It's potent enough that her eyes begin to water, a grimace twisting her features as she jerks her head away.]

Never thought I'd actually miss Archer. [He was a walking clusterfuck but at least he could be counted on to have packed a minibar in his suitcase.] Alcohol was his one and only talent.

[Beggars can't be choosers though and bracing herself for the foul taste, she manages to not choke as she takes a swig (Fort 32).]

I thought Russians were supposed to like their Alcohol.

[msattentionspan]

[Faith smirks, amused at the remark about the alcohol. It's true that beggers can't be choosers, but really she's pretty sure neither of them are the begging type. Well, unless there is a benefit to the begging.]

Pretty sure they do, but that's probably why they sell this bullshit to everyone else.

[littledhampir]

[ Her disgusted expression lingers as if the swill she's just forced past her lips has offended her in some way, but after the last few days? Even Rose isn't above taking another drink if only to take the edge of tension off.

Would she beg even then? Best to ask Dean. ]

I guess if you're stuck in the middle of nowhere... anything will do.