knightsoflegend | new orleans ♔ there's always a siren singing you to shipwreck

WHO || Buffy, Alainn, Rose, Sam, Dean, Faith, Felicity, Isabella [closed]
WHAT || The Ex-Knights of Failboat head off to interrupt an auction for Rafael Giovanni's life...
WHERE || New Orleans, LA
WHEN || A couple weeks post-LA
HOW || Actionspam

Held in the grasp of the Knighthood's enemies for a stretch of time that has been an aching splinter in the heart of the ones who love him, Rafael Giovanni's life now stands up for auction. Having made a number of powerful enemies in his days as the vigilante assassin The Black Scourge, including the secret Vatican police known as Iscariot, Draken Crombe's organization sought to capitalize on the many who sought revenge by sending out word that Eterna Jade was not, as his trial had seemed to prove, the Black Scourge at all, and offer the chance to kill or torture Giovanni to whoever would pay the largest sum.

The Knights, being made aware of this, did what they could to stymie this auction from coming to pass, and Buffy Summer and Jack Chessing managed to at least thwart it several times, leading to its cancellation and inevitable rescheduling elsewhere. However, none of this led to Giovanni's actual location.

The capture of Draken Crombe finally allowed them to learn of the latest plans for the auction - to be held at a location in New Orleans, a temple of some sort. It seems that Crombe's other followers still intend to follow through with ridding themselves of Rafael, making it clear that even with Crombe in Knights' custody, the villains still have some organization or leadership. Tia Ellison rattled out the plan by invading Crombe's mind, learning of the way that he had been psychically manipulated by the Mind Master for years, and doing what she could to start to heal his shattered psyche.

Jack Chessing, eager to see Rafael rescued after their many efforts, cautioned however against sending too many on what might be a mission from which there is no returning. To that end, they've tried to split the forces of their magic-users, fighters, and researchers.

Now, it's up to a few to save their friend... without losing any more.

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[ where do y'all even find these people, is clearly rafael's expression. does he even recognize the winchesters??? good question??? esp with sam in disguise.

either way, he glances back out the window, before glancing to buffy again and giving her a nod about her question ] The others... is everyone...? [ alive at all? ok? he's missed a lot. he seems to realize that's asking a big question and changes it to: ] Where do we go now?

[ and that question will steer us out of initiative. please use the init plurk to call dibs! ]

[ Because clearly, Rose speaks non-verbal (Sense Motive 32), she responds to the only way she can; By lifting her shoulder in a shrug by way of suggesting she’s good, it’s only a flesh wound and make that two. She saw the pile of dead Iscariot agents at Faith’s feet so, she’s definitely somebody Rose intends to drink with.

Just in case anyone was wondering where the Winchesters fit in, the wide smile playing across the lips of the relaxed-looking Rose is probably a give away as she glances out the window to ensure they aren’t being followed. (Spot 35 ). ]

How do you feel about snow? [ Dragging her gaze back to finally give Raf a once over. Her smile losing all traces of arrogance as she adds. ] It’s good to see you, again.

[Felicity reaches towards him, handing over the potion.]

Felicity. I don't think we've really met.

[And if they have spent more than two seconds in each other's company, she had a different face back then. So names to faces is important.]

And the others, generally speaking, are good.

[Sam conceals his gun back under his shirt then, finally wincing as he sits back in his seat. He exhales a calming breath, pressing his hands against his chest and healing himself again (+61 hp, which is just enough to heal him back to full). He shifts uncomfortably as his wounds magically close, most of them pretty ugly gashes from an axe or two. It's fine.

His lips perk upward ever so slightly as he glances at Buffy and Rafael before his eyes move over to Alainn, the resident magic user, before pointing a finger at his disguised face.]

So...how do I get rid of this?

[ alainn offers up a wave of her hand to turn sam back into... sam, as rafael glances between all the new and only barely recognizable faces, before nodding to felicity uncertainly. his eyes still skate to buffy for confirmation, as if not sure how much stock he can put in the assessment of someone he doesn't really know, but he does take interest in rose's comment. ] ... Snow?

About that. [ dean casually guides the wheel with one hand as he glances back at the others in the rearview mirror ] As much as I'm sure everyone's rarin' to get back to Uncle Vanya's cabin, we might wanna use this field trip for double duty while we've got some access to a reliable internet connection. Do some digging on this dagger.

Find me some access to a laptop and I can see what I can find.

[It's like Sam's ears perked up at the idea of Research.]

As much as I love the siren song of cell service, it probably shouldn't be all of us.

[People were likely going to be looking for Raf and a group this large is hard to subterfuge.]

Unless there's somewhere very quiet where we can hole up while Sam researches?

There have been a few changes while you've been gone. [ Grimacing at her own understatement of the century. ] We're not exactly calling London home these days.

[Sure. Let's go with that as the greatest concern, for now.]

Library? [ She's got nothing okay, Rose is the muscle, not research girl.]

That's Dean and Sam. My boyfriend, his brother. [Pointing out each for Raf's sake, because god knows they aren't going to introduce themselves any time soon. At best he may recognize them from Rose's Rez? Fun times.]

Welcome back aboard the party bus. [ the comment is tossed at rafael, and then the other goes back to rose, sam, and felicity ] We only got one plane to fly us outta here, so I was gonna suggest I throw down a fake ID to get us a couple cheap motel rooms as base for tonight. That way, those who got hurt in all that action back there can heal up before we stick 'em back in the air, and some of us who aren't gonna stick out as Shadowkind can hit the library, see what we can pull, and get some printouts to take back with us.

That should give you guys enough time to fill Rafael in on what's been going on.

[Since that will... Probably take awhile.]

Don't you think she might be able to hunt us down? The Mind Master? Even though she was not there, they may alert her, she may come looking for him. [ in truth tho, isabella sounds exhausted, and a tad wistful, as though she'd love to be able to relax for a night before being stuck on a plane for a billion hours again in this state ]

[ at the mention of her name, rafael stiffens, his gaze skating down as he seems to get a thousand mile stare going on. ] She-- has not come around in some time now. Weeks, perhaps. Maybe more. I do not know exactly. I could not keep track of the time.

Probably not since we took Crombe out of the picture.

[ Her voice low as she keeps one eye on Rafael, traces of concern creasing the corners of her eyes. ]

There's a decent chance nobody will come looking and we can take precautions either way. Getting information about this dagger is too important to put off.

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