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

[attollores]

[that earns her a chuckle, an interested look lighting her eyes at that comment.]

What on earth were you trying to steal?

[klep]

A diamond. Apparently it was some kind of fancy magic diamond, but I just thought it was sparkly.

[But she grins to indicate she's kidding, she's not that much of a magpie.

... Okay, that's a lie, but still, she's not completely stupid about it.]

At that point, I was just looking for a new challenge.

[attollores]

[she was intrigued by the story just because it was interesting, but then the words magic diamond were said and her curiosity peaks ten-fold.

her own grin widens as the other woman smiles, eyes crinkling at the corners.]

And did the sparkly magic diamond give you enough of a challenge? Or was it more that you had competition for it?

[klep]

Little of both, actually. The security layout was different than normal which was what intrigued me - I didn't actually know about the competition until I got there.

[And going up against Val'drin was fun, to say the least.]

But in the end, it worked out. Switching to the Knights was a good move for me, and way more lucrative.

[attollores]

So, had you been working for yourself previously, or were you a contractor?

[klep]

For myself, mostly. I had some friends I was helping support here and there, but ... I had always been the independent type.

[attollores]

[She nods, understandingly.]

How do you reconcile being more inclined to independence with working for the Knights?

[klep]

[She shrugs.]

Working alone had it's benefits. I got to make all the calls, I didn't have to worry about other people screwing things up, or balancing everyone's egos. But the Knights were an avenue back to family for me.

[Even if she never wound up finding her bio family, like she originally intended, she rediscovered one she had chosen for herself, and found some new ones. It was a way of reminding her that not everything had to be about what she had lost, but more about what she had gained.]

At that time in my life, I really needed that. I figured I could handle the teamwork so long as I found what I was looking for.

[attollores]

[That... hits really close to home for Alainn. That was one of the main reasons she herself had joined the Knights as well.]

Aye, I understand that, truly. So, have you found what you were looking for with the Knights? A family?

[klep]

Yeah. Rediscovered an old one, actually.

[She pauses before gesturing to herself with a small smile.]

One of them was the one who did this.

[attollores]

Oh, really? Who, if you don't mind my asking?

[klep]

Gus Harrison. He's a druid so he doesn't resurrect, he reincarnates. I think he thought the magic would just make me a new body. I don't think he expected it to shove me in someone else's.

[When she sees him again, she's going to ask him to never do this again. It's too much for anyone to have to wrestle with.]

[attollores]

[Her brows lift, not really knowing what to say to that, but the fact that the other woman was even touching on the subject? Was encouraging.]

Thus the [she gestures to Felicity's whole new...everything] new everything. I cannot even begin to imagine what that must be like, love.

[klep]

Oh, it's definitely a head trip.

[And honestly she needs to talk about it, needs to normalize it somehow because otherwise she runs the risk of imploding in the field, which doesn't do anyone any good.]

I'm still not entirely sure I'm okay with it, but I also don't want to be dead.

[So in some ways, she has to learn to live with it, one way or another.]

[attollores]

[She nods, and while she may not be able to fully understand what Felicity is going through, she can at least sympathize about having to start all over again (kinda), and lend an ear where one is needed.]

What's been the weirdest part?

[klep]

Honestly?

[She moves her hands to brace the sides of her shoulders.]

She's a little bit shorter and stockier than I used to be, and I was never overly tall, but I keep bumping into the doorframe because I'm not far enough into it. So it's gotten to the point where it's a little jolt that knocks me back into the idea of oh ... this isn't my body.

[attollores]

[her head shakes in awe, not having any idea how she would even begin to cope half as well as Felicity had. Not remembering her past from the other world seemed like small bones compared to inhabiting a totally different body. Not having memories? At least you had muscle memory to rely on, even if you didn't remember how it came about. Remembering everything, but being in a body you didn't know how to rely on? That was a horrifying thought.]

Do you think something physically repetitive would help? Like maybe yoga, or boxing, or sparring? Or have you already tried those? [look she has no idea how or what to do or say, but her first instinct will always be to try and help. Whether or not she actually does end up offering something that could help, or if it's even wanted? She wasn't sure.]

[klep]

[Honestly, half of it is the fact that there are bigger things to worry about than her identity crisis. Having something to focus on is often half the battle.]

A little, yeah. I've been trying to work my normal routine back in again.

[As much as she can in Krozna anyway.]