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

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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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You talk to this Tia chick about it yet? [ mr. pc over here ]

[He shakes his head.]

Haven't had a chance yet. It's not really a conversation I want to have where other people can eavesdrop.

[For reasons. You know.]

It's first on my list when we get back.

You think yours is the same as what she can do? Or does it follow its own rules?

I don't know.

[Just being honest.]

I'm hoping she'll be able to tell me one way or the other.

And what if she doesn't know? [ do you have a plan sam ]

Then we'll figure it out- [So that's kind of a no.] -together.

[At least he's not gonna try and figure it all out on his own, right?]

[ he considers that for a moment, before nodding, satisfied ]

Yeah.

Yeah, we will.

[He nods as well, glad they're on the same page and got there without any yelling.

He'll change gears instead.]

I forgot to mention this before, but Felicity mentioned that she might want a sort of Hell 101 'class', just so that she knows what she's dealing with. It might not be a bad idea, all things considered.

She's probably not the only one. Not a bad call at all, and might drive home why it's a bad idea to go phoning up certain old friends.

We can only hope. Hopefully, they're a little less shell-shocked by the whole thing at this point, or at least enough that they can listen without getting defensive.

Those old friends got them good.

Yeah, well, I get it, trust me. No one likes to think they got fleeced that bad. You keep looking for a way to make it not true, so you don’t feel like such a sucker.

We should probably stick to the facts and try to field questions as best we can. The less personal we make it, the better.

[They don't need a situation where people start making excuses for the people who betrayed them.]

Then they'll know what they're up against and how to deal with it, at least.

They're gonna wanna know how I know some of this stuff.

[He's not sure that's gonna happen necessarily, but it begs the question...]

What are you willing to tell them?

[There's a lot Dean hasn't even told him, so it's a reasonable enough question.]

I don't know. There's some of it that I never wanna look back at, let alone tell them about.

I don't think they're gonna ask for details, for what's it's worth.

[Just a basic idea of where he's been and why this is important.]

They just don't want to feel like they have no idea what to expect.

[There's a long beat where he debates saying something else, before he finally just does it.]

One of these days, I want you to be able to tell me. There's a lot I still don't understand, too.

[ dean kind of fixes him with a stare for a long moment, before saying with a cautious detachment: ] What did you wanna know?

I don't know.

[He pauses a moment, trying to figure out what he's even attempting to say.]

I want to know what these people are capable of. I want to understand what you went through.

[With Jo and Bobby and Castiel. With him.]

I don't want to underestimate them. And I don't want to not be on the same page as you. And I don't want to be in a position where I might not see something coming.

[He doesn't want to make the same mistakes or fall into the same traps.]

[ faiiiiiiiir. hesitation before: ]

I don't know what she's told you. Or what you've heard elsewhere.

Maybe we should start there.

Alright.

[He collects his thoughts, takes a deep breath, and starts:]

She said you died because of me. That you sold your soul to you-know-who to keep me alive. The other me, I mean. [He tries to move quickly past that part, emotion sticking in his throat at the very thought of it.] That you went to Nessus to work for him under someone named Phongor. That you were basically his...apprentice. She told me what his job was down there, that you...hated every second of it. [Fucking yikes. He'll just leave that one there.] She said that Castiel is the one who gave you your quest, that he ended up falling because he was working with you.

[He takes a breath then, trying to remember details. It's been a long time since he was told this story, and it was in several different pieces over the course of months.]

She said your quest was all about saving humanity, that you and I both thought we were doing the right thing in order to make things better, to try and stop demons from spilling over into our world. She said that, if you finished, in the end there'd be nothing left of you, and when he betrayed you, it's what got you to quit. You'd already stopped trusting him and he didn't have much more to lose. She told me that demons killed Jo and Ellen, Iscariot got Bobby as Cas. It sounded like it all kind of happened at once.

[He tries to keep it quick and concise, in some semblance of an order, but it's pretty easy to see why he's not really sure what to believe or how much of it might even be true. Everything he heard was definitely biased.]

[ backdrifts (honeymoon is over) - radiohead

something changes in dean's entire demeanor as sam rattles off the story as he knows it, a sort of closing down and closing off that brings about an actual physical shift in the set of his shoulders, and the tension in his jaw. there's a hardness in every line of him, and he stares at the wall, looking a thousand miles away. ]

She said all that, huh.

[ finally he turns, almost imperceptibly, his eyes finding sam, dark and impossible to read ] You believe it?

[The way Dean reacts sends a dark emotion ripping through Sam to his core. He can see the way even that short retelling messes with him. It's impossible not to notice.

So when he answers, it's harsh, though toward a different target than it might have previously.]

I don't know if I should believe a goddamn word of it. It doesn't matter anyway, because even if bits and pieces of it are true, they're tainted by the fact that she was manipulating me the entire time. She answered questions with more questions and she knew exactly how to spin it to make her look sympathetic.

[ he slowly turns to actually look sam dead on, although the words take a long time to drag out of him. ]

And if all that's true?

If it's true, then it's true. It doesn't change anything I just said.

[He'd been operating on the idea that it had been. He'd accepted it. He just wanted to know if it was the truth. He wanted it from the point of view of someone that wasn't there for themselves.]

But there's also a whole lot of holes in that story. For one, there's no real mention of their hand in anything at all beyond that first deal.

Yeah, I noticed. Real convenient. [ the bitterness is palpable tbh ]

The outline's there. But it's missing a helluva lot of shades. [ he's gonna just start pacing ]

They haunted us our whole damn life. Staked me out for this damn holy war of theirs far back enough that they roped you in as a frickin' baby. You get that? Whatever he says about it, why he did it, how he did it, why it happened the way it did, Mom died because of that. Our whole lives were because of that. Because they were setting you up from square one to try and stop me if Heaven wound up putting their chips on me, because some damn prophecy told them they might.

If.

Can you wrap your head around just how fucked that is?

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