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

+ vi I think was our plan right?

[slay]

[ Buffy comes to Felicity with an apology on her lips that she hasn't ... really gotten the right chance to offer. she finds her in the kitchen, raiding for booze. ]

If you're looking for something to warm you up, I think the others beat you to it.

[klep]

[Felicity picks her head up a bit, and then sighs heavily in response.]

I was worried about that. The least they could do is share.

[She did just die after all. She deserves to get drunk.]

[slay]

No kidding. You know, I always imagined being on the run would be boozier, somehow, but now I'm realizing maybe we used up our quota early.

[klep]

Speaking from my own personal experience in laying low after pulling a big job? There is always more booze. Never believe in quotas.

[This mission is finally in her wheelhouse. Yay?]

[slay]

I'm gonna mark that in the column of "comforting" and not think too hard about the state of the apocalypse if this group gets its hands on an endless supply.

[klep]

Probably a good idea.

[Deep breath, before she starts to head back towards the door of the kitchen.]

Were you looking for me or looking for booze?

[slay]

Uh, you. Definitely you.

[ she hedges. ]

Wishing for the latter a little bit right about now, but ... [ she draws in a deep breath. ] I really screwed up at the concert. I wasn't thinking. Or, I was thinking, but not about what I should have been. It was like, I saw what they had done to him, and just ... lost it. If I had kept my head, what happened to you never would have — [ she bites down on her lip, shaking her head and glancing up and away to suppress the fresh sheen of tears that sting her eyes. she gets it under control and finishes. ]

I'm sorry, Felicity. For what you're going through. For the role I played in it.

[klep]

[Her brow furrows for a moment, because she doesn't quite line up the pieces right away, but eventually she makes out what Buffy is saying, and she reaches for her arm gently.]

Buffy, I don't blame you. At all. And the actual moment is kind of hazy, but I'm pretty sure it was the acid witch that actually did me in.

[slay]

Acid burns that could have been healed if I hadn't—

[ she draws in a breath. there's Baggage here, and it's apparent now. ]

If I spent less time thinking with my fists, I might do a better job of protecting our team. So ... I'm sorry. I'll do better next time. I promise.

[klep]

I know you will.

[She doesn't want her safety to feel like Buffy's responsibility, even if in a way it is, being that she's the Hide member here. But Felicity's a big girl, and nine times out of ten, she can take care of herself.

And sometimes death is just a series of unfortunate events. There's nothing you can do to stop it, even if you want to. That being said, that's not what Buffy needs to hear right now, so she gives her the next best thing.]

And we're going to get him back.

[slay]

Yeah. [ she clams up at that. ] Yeah, we will.

[ beat. ]

Actually ... you know, those burner phones you talked about. Have you checked if they work up here?

[graveflowers]

Good question. Hello my babes.

[ vi walks in holding her sleeping baby wearing what looks like an impromptu poncho made out of a blanket, don't ask. ]

Not like I'm gonna get a lyft up here but sure am feeling trapped.

[klep]

I haven't.

[She glances over to Vi with a small smile before pointing back the way she came.]

Let's go find out.

[Time to dig out some of her old aliases, IT'S STORY TIME.]

[slay]

Just the lady I wanted to see.

[ Buffy leans over to check on Lucia — yep, sleeping, leaving her alone — and then trudges along with the both of them back towards Felicity's room. ]

Well-timed. Ten out of ten.

[graveflowers]

You're gonna make me blush. I come bearing gifts, too. [ as she walks, she turns sideways so felicity can see the two nips peaking out of her back pocket and hopefully take them. ]

The last of Archer's secret plane stash. RIP.

[klep]

Fantastic.

[She will reach forward and take those nips for herself, before leading the way back to the room where Faith is out. She reaches for the duffle bag she brought with her and pulling out a small zipper case of ... questionable credit cards.]

Let's see. We can't do Melissa, because she got burned a while a go ...

[She's mostly talking to herself, feel free to interrupt her, ladies.]

[slay]

Oh good. I was worried we'd have to cope in the healthy way.

[graveflowers]

[ vi settles lucia on the bed so she can snooze in peace while they chat. ]

That sounds gross. I think we'll have to trek down to the village for more and I'm a Mediterranean people, I'm not into this chill. [ a beat. ] I'm sorry, did you say Melissa? You don't look like a Melissa.

[klep]

[She nods, with a smirk.]

Melissa Rottimer. President of the Dimitris Sarandis Fan Club. Sydney Bristow and I sold it as having quite the online following when we were on Andres.

[She shakes her head.]

Still can't believe the guards actually bought it.

[slay]

Boy, there's a nauseous kind of loathing I haven't felt in a while. Have I mentioned lately how big my happy is that that guy's dead?

[graveflowers]

[ vi snorts a laugh. oh melissa. OH MELISSA PLS. ]

That's an unironic hashtag blessed.

[klep]

[She smirks and nods in return.]

I will third that sentiment.

[And eventually she will select one of the credit cards with a nod, and then reach for one of the still packaged burner phones.]

If we can get enough service to activate it, then we should be able to make a call or send a text.

[shootfirst]

[ kat is just gonna... barge into the doorway and rest a hip against it, folding her arms ] What up, losers.

[graveflowers]

Checking to see if Felicity's phone works and then probably bitching about shit. Incidentally, since we don't have much booze... you guys know I can grow weed, right?

[ like they can have an alcohol alternative at their fingertips if they so choose. ]

[klep]

Oh. Oh. That sounds like an excellent idea. Though we should probably do that outside though, so it doesn't stink the place up.

[A beat.]

We are the worst at knight rehab.