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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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[ Dean's gotta not be around at some point, right? Anyway, look Rose isn't dumb. She knows Dean will have already offered his opinion on this and the two of them tag-teaming Sam is not going to help matters, so she's going to try a different approach.

Try... being the operative word, here. ]

Can you... explain to me what happened back at the auction house? [ See?! Questions, not accusations. It's... a start? ]

[Dean brought this up when she was in the shower so clearly that's happening in reverse.]

You mean...in general? Or...?

[Again, he's not sure if she's talking about slinging psionics or the moment when he gave himself a migraine. He's not sure if she even saw the first part.]

[ She takes a seat on the edge of her bed, motioning vaguely to her face. ]

You looked like you'd run headfirst into a brick wall.

[ Maybe it just looked bad okay. She wants to understand what happened and why. ]

[He crosses his ankle over his knee, giving her a gentle shrug of his shoulders.]

I just pushed a little too hard. You know how sometimes you blow your nose really hard and it makes you dizzy? It's kind of like that.

[He leans back in his chair.]

It's only the second time it's ever happened. That wasn't something I use very often.

[ She looks... kind of confused because honestly? Girl has a +18 Fort Save. These are not Dhampir problems. ]

But its because of things you do with your brain. Isn't that like... a brain bleed instead of a nose bleed?

[ Which, even she knows would be bad. ]

Will it stop happening if you work on it?

[Um, rude, his +15 is nothing to sneeze at.]

If my brain were bleeding I would not be sitting here talking to you.

[He'd be dead by now, probably.]

I mean, I'll know how to not go overboard, yeah.

[ ~~Maybe if you had a vagina Sam you wouldn't have that problem?~~

She shrugs because... she doesn't know how brains work okay. It might have been a little brain bleed? ]

But today, you went overboard?

Yeah, like I pushed too hard and kind of pulled a muscle.

[Can Rose even get sore muscles? He has no idea. She doesn't seem to.]

I'm planning on talking to Tia about it once we get back.

[ I mean? Her leg is still a little tender but ya know. She was shot so.

Not really, no. ]

Which means no more pushing too hard, right?

[ It's there again, the flicker of concern that had been there when she'd gotten into the car and while a lot of it is because of Dean and what it would do to him if Sam pushed too far, its not the only reason. ]

That's the idea, yeah.

[And one of the reasons he wants to keep working on this.]

It's not something I did on purpose.

[ Which is exactly why she's asking, honestly. ]

And I suppose just, not using it at all isn't on the cards?

[ But she's sporting a half-grin as if to suggest she's just stirring. Mostly.

Look she had to try. ]

I get it. Today was... [ They were outnumbered, heavily and from the looks of it, they were damn lucky they weren't bringing anyone home in a body bag. ]

It was full on, but... It isn't just losing me that would destroy him.

If I hadn't, I'm not sure Isabella would have gotten out of there. And I doubt I'd still be walking.

[He knows she's joking, but he also knows that a part of her might be happier if he did just that (sense motive 20).

So when he looks at her next, it's with a very serious, leveled gaze.]

He's not going to lose me, Rose. I swear on my life, I'm fine.

[ ... ]

It'd be a lot more comforting if you weren't swearing on your life you're not gonna die.

[ But she still manages to crack a grin at that. ]

Maybe just... go easy until you get it figured out? To be safe. [~~Do as I say, not as I do, Sam.</s? ]~~

...Point taken.

[But he wasn't going to say Dean's life or hers because that just makes him uncomfortable. Whatever, it's stupid either way.]

Deal. [He cracks a smile as well.] So, is slaughtering an anaconda in two seconds flat what you consider 'going easy?'

That? [ Not as I do, Sam! ] That doesn't count. I barely broke a sweat.

[ Um. Rose. That's why it was so terrifying you freak. ]

Maybe if I just stand behind you, I won't have to do a damn thing.

[He would...never actually do that, but it's funny to think about.]

[ She gaze travels up the length of his very tall frame as if to illustrate the point she was about to make, a smirk touching her lips. ]

I don't think that will work so well... but you're welcome to hold my purse.

I will gladly carry your purse that I've never seen you actually carry.

[Yes, he knows he's very tall. Point made.]

I'm gonna go get one, just for you, Sam. Something big and girly.

[ She'd almost be willing to go that far but then she'd have a purse she wouldn't know wtf to do with. ]

It better be pink and have a horrible floral print on it. Because then I get to tell everyone it's yours.

[Now he's got a cheeky af grin on his face. You're welcome.]

[ Well played, Winchester. Well played. ]

For that I'm getting a man-purse. Between the salads and your hair they'll never believe its not yours.

So a back-pack. Awesome. Glad we could compromise.

[S-so cheeky.]

Man-purse. [ A playful threat as she stands and starts to move towards the bathroom so she can... wash the bits of anaconda out of her hair, probs. ]

The prettiest man-bag there ever was.

You say that like I can't pull off pretty.

[He lifts his eyebrows at her.

Can he? Can he though? Debatable.]

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