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WHO || The Knights [ota!]
WHAT || The Knights prepare to depart for America
WHERE || The castle, London
WHEN || Directly after this is announced, Fall 2017
HOW || Actionspam

The acting Heads of the Knighthood - Hasmed and Solace - have made a decision that is not easy for many.  Given the terrible state of everything happening in America, they've decided to relocate operations entirely to the States, and have secured a facility near Las Vegas.  It is certainly possible, with the grim missions that lie before them, that many, or all, of the Knights may never return.  Reactions to the announcement are certain to be strong, but it's time to choose what they will bring with them to their new life - and for some, to decide if it's a journey they can bring themselves to take.

[ This is the social log for anything before the Knights relocate to Las Vegas ]

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David Charming | See options

[uncease]

[arrival, locked to cast mates, single thread]

[Unbeknownst to him, David has arrived just as some big news has been dropped. As he heads into the castle, canvas bag slung over his shoulder, he can't stop himself from sweeping his gaze around every inch of the hallways. It's familiar, of course, but he's spent more time away than within this castle's walls.

Honestly, he doesn't even remember which room is his.]

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[ota]

[Once he settles in and catches up on what's going on, David spends most of his time trying to be useful. Need a hand packing? He's got you. Want to get some sparring in to get pumped for whatever fight comes next? Ready to roll. Want to discuss the finer points of sheep herding?

Okay probably no one will take him up on that one.]

arrival

[uncurse]

[ Emma almost doesn't recognize him, after all this time.

Almost.

He looks different. His hair is too long and he looks kind of homeless, but — No. She stops, dead in the walkway between idk one place and another place while trying to pack shit up in the castle.

Good news: she's not a kelpie anymore.

Bad news: she drops her coffee mug and runs over like she expects him to ? ?? leave ?? or something. It's not a running hug or anything. They're not close enough for that. They'd never gotten the chance. But she does reach for his arm to look him over and — ]

You're back!

otahhhh

[ironsides]

[ when david wanders into the training area, he'd hear a familiar voice giving orders inside the armory, whose doors are propped open ] That's it, lads! Keep everything organized, and labels on each one. Each axe and bow in its place!

[generaldavideus]

[David is mostly hauling boxes, trying to make sure everything is ready to go for when they leave. It's been a very long time since the two Davids have been in the same place and he almost doesn't recognize him around the edges of the boxes, but when he does, his eyes widen.]

Welcome back.

Helen | ota

[daredtobelieve]

[Perhaps it's easier for Helen to pack up and move on to the next location. Over the course of her many years, she's established several homes. And with a renewed sense of duty, there's really only one factor that could keep her from moving on to Vegas.

Her daughter.

Shes most often found in her corner of the Hoard lab, making sure her research is in order and ready to move. She'll have digital files, of course, but she plans on bringing paper files as well- at least for the most important research.]

[koraith]

Sir Magnus. [ the deep, resonant voice of koraith cuts across the lab towards her desk area as he approaches ] How are things shaping up for the Hoard move?

[bagsthem]

[It's been....a weird however long. Long enough that the worst of anyone's anger (mostly hers lbr) has had plenty of time to cool. Her Mom's done everything she's said she was going to do, and Ashley can hardly say all that much after she went of on her own during that mission and had to find her own way home.

She still acted grumpy, though. It was the principal of the thing. Surely trying to take down Mafia bosses in Chicago was a worthwhile adventure? No?

This whole Vegas thing is big. Really big. And she can't just not talk to her Mom about it even if she's being super stubborn about trying to patch things up.

She heads into the Hoard wing, finds her Mom packing up. That answers her first question, anyway.]

Hey.

[supertardiness]

[Barry's been helping with the Hoard move as well, but it's mostly involved running boxes out to wherever everything being moved is being gathered. Which means he's burning a lot of calories which means occasionally he comes back with food.

In this particular instance, it's a pizza for himself and a pizza for whoever else might be in needs of a food break.

He sits with his own fave: pepperoni, olives and jalapenos, and leaves the regular pie for whoever might want a slice.]

Pizza, Sir Magnus?

Thoster | ota

[bluffcheck]

[Do you know what you can't really take to Vegas? A pirate ship. Thoster has begun to make his peace with that, but put out the word that he wanted to take one last walk around the deck. Anyone is welcome to join him.

If he's not there, he's back at the castle, packing and trying to help keep spirits up where he can. He's also trying to keep himself distracted from worrying too much about Felicity. So he's eager to jump at the chance for company to keep his mind busy.]

[moonheart]

[ faith walks along the deck, trailing two fingers across the railing ] What are you going to do without her?

[druidisms]

[ it's been like a year since gus was on the boat but idk maybe he is feeling nostalgic, maybe he just enjoyed that chill time with thoster talking about family and he needs a little chill time now that he's irrevocably changed his family's life entirely. family being, in this case, felicity.

look!

she is alive and he is holding on to that until she comes home and can punch him in the face her damn self.

for now, he looks up at the boat, squinting in the dim, fall sun. ]

Permission to come aboard or some shit?

[prosecutorial]

[Laurel Lance ... has still not figured out her way around this castle.

She has a feeling it's not just her fault, and she's just new and she'd maybe be getting the hang of this if they weren't immediately leaving, but she's trying to find her way back to Thea's room and she just keeps getting turned around.

What is completely her fault, however, is how she runs just smack dab into the person coming the opposite way because she's looking around, trying to find familiar landmarks and her eyes widen in surprise as she steadies both of them as a result.]

Oh my God, I'm so sorry.

bea | open

[perambulate]

[ as a rule, bea is something of a nomad. she loves to travel, it's very much in her nature -- but also in her nature are slightly pointed ears and eyes too stormy green to be human. going to america with president "i hate shadowkind" is not exactly on her travel agenda.

and yet here they are.

mug of tea in her hands, bea is sitting on the steps of the main staircase, leaning back on one elbow while she looks up at the ceiling, muttering to herself: ] Why don't we just go balls to the walls and head to Italy...

[ she knows they will be in secret, but still!

outside of that she can be found packing up various rooms around the castle, a small crystal bunny hopping along behind her, in the kitchen cooking huge batches of stew in the kitchen to feed anyone that is hungry after packing and stress eating saltwater taffy. ]

[nonconfrontational]

[Ro slips up behind her as she's cooking, leaning forward pressing a kiss to her neck as she looks over her shoulder. She can feel the stress and understands it. She's human, so she "passes" in a sense, but a lot of the people she loves do not.]

That smells good.

lila | open

[bittersweeter]

[ david had called her after his trip to la and succinctly told her to get off her ass and get back to work because they're fucked. he doesn't say that, because he's david, but lila can read between the lines. she returns and submits to hasmed and solace's many questions in order to make sure they won't be constantly giving her the evil eye for her frankly reasonable choice.

she brings back starbucks because it would be cruel to come back to lockdown without bringing coffee for at least twelve people (because she can only carry three trays with four coffees each), and makes her way through the castle for the few people she must seek out before they seek her out, namely david himself with his black coffee, faye, and.

ugh she's going to have to apologize to eric.

that done, lila makes a point to pack up the rest of the things she had left behind at the castle, stopping by the hide wing to see if she can grab a couple spare guns, to the hoard wing to see if zero needs help packing up from his favorite child ever, and just generally around the castle, small white pseudodragon following behind her. ]

[reallywicked]

[Faye is easiest to find in her room. She owns a lot of clothing. And shoes. And has several stashes of magical components for her favorite spells. Also, packing is the worst, so she's moving at a snail's pace most of the time.

Did Lila text or just want to show up with maximum drama? Either way, Faye is making piles of what clothes are and aren't coming with her (it's been like 5-6 years. she's made some bad life choices okay.)]

kali | open

[felidity]

[ kali doesn't particularly want to go back to america. she was made there, sure, but made in the way that she belongs to them and is in fact escaped government property so it's not the most exciting prospect in the world. how will she get though customs? who will sit with her on the plane since skye... left?

kali eats her emotions and since everyone is leaving (and she assumes everyone and that no one will be left behind), she decides that the best course of action for her is to eat her way through the contents of the pantry and then see if she can be helpful moving heavy things.

mostly though, she is making this box of devil dogs her bitch, going so far as to carry it around with her while she munches so she doesn't have to keep going back to the kitchen to get a new one once she's finished. maybe she will share her snacks, holding out a wrapped package. ]

Want one?

[clarkfuckingkent]

[Turning down food just isn't Clark's style. Plus, it's basically what his friendship with Kali is built on-- food and violence.]

Thanks. [Gonna unwrap it immediately so they can snack together.] Ever been to Vegas?

ella | open

[sorceresslite]

[ ella is in full hermione granger before a test mode, effectively living in the dragon's fire wing as she makes as many potions as she can before everyone leave. except ella only knows one spell that she can translate into a potion so, like, get your mage armor buddies because that is all she can offer from afar, yolo.

sitting this out is not what she wants to do but they're not fighting reanimated mummies this time and ella honestly doesn't know if she has the willpower to deny a god who could want to use her undead body for who knows what. so here (or more likely in ireland) she will stay.

doesn't exactly leave her in a good mood though. ]

[REY]

[undealt]

[You may have thought Gold forgot about this, but he did not. He tracks down Rey at some point midway through everyone's packing and places a box in front of her.]

That was not easy to obtain, dearie.

[You owe him, you treasonous hussy.]

[forcevisions]

You found it.

[ Rey's eyes are wide.

She doesn't have much to pack. She's mostly been watching other people, and occasionally helping out with equipment packing for the wings for what they can actually manage to take. She reaches for the box slowly, hesitant, almost afraid.

Jaina's warning is close at hand. But she needs this. Wynn would want her to have it. Her fingers settle on the edge of the box, smoothing against the corners with a sort of reverence. She knows what this is worth because she knows what Val'drin wanted for it. ]

Deryn Argall - OTA

[theshadowspeaks]

[ The Knighthood had become Deryn's home. He knew that moving meant he'd have a harder time keeping in contact with the women he called his sisters, but he had swore himself to the knighthood, and he would go with.

He spent his hours awake packing, or sitting out in the garden. Part of him wanted to seek out Ava or Natasha, a shameful part of him wanted to catch the first ferry back to Leira. He did neither, he simply packed and when he wasn't in the garden or packing he was sitting at the bar.

He rarely drank but this was one of those days. The fact that his hair laid flat and straight with no sign of his normal feathers was a sign he felt off. ]

Mars, Venus & Melody - OTA

[charismapotion]

[ A few months ago, when the American president made his announcement, Mars and Faith had gone to America to get Mars' baby sister. She spent most of her time either in the library or around her brother. The two clearly had their issues but Mars was doing his best.

The young blonde preteen pulled open the bedroom door to the room she was sharing with her brother, it was clear they had argued but Venus wanted out so she opened the door to let the cat go explore. Mars was inside with multiple suit cases open. ]

I know it seems bleak, but trust me. It'll get better. I have faith in this, and even if its not idea it's safer than you being out with no training like I was.

[ He spoke aloud, as the girl looked unsure before lifting her hands, the dancing lights moving between her fingers before she looked at her brother. ]

You better be right, Marshall... I don't like this. [ She replied while leaning by the door watching people as they packed.]

Sebastian - OTA

[opprobrium]

[ Sebastian had been MIA for awhile, not even answering his phone unless Bo or someone called. It was only a little off that he made his way inside, smoking no less, as he walked with his hands in his pocket's up the stairs towards his old room like he hadn't just fallen off the map. He had heard the announcement and only came back to pack. He wasn't turning down a free trip to America. ]

andrew | ota

[badexample]

[Andrew is busy helping pack up the computer lab most days. Servers and security systems and all of that. What doesn't come with them will need to be destroyed, maybe?? He's doing as he's told, basically.

When he's not busy with work things, he's being a dad. Babies are a lot of work, okay. Who needs sleep anyway.

But also- he and Bo need to decide what they're doing. Can they move to America with their Shadowkind-blooded child? Would it be safe? Should they both go and risk neither of them making it through this fight? There are some serious conversations ahead of them. So he may not be in the best mood whenever someone runs into him.]

[succubestie]

[The most serious of conversations. There's no good solution here and the only thing they can do is talk it through and see what it leads them.

She waits until he's not holed up in the computer lab. After she gets their son down for his nap, she moves back to the couch and has a seat, her expression grim.]

We can't take him to America right now.

Natasha Romanoff | open

[krasnayapautina]

[ Of course Natasha is relocating. She's not packing much; just enough clothes to get her through a week -- she'll buy more when she's there. Anything sentimental on paper gets shredded, anything necessary to take gets put in a locked box and packed away for the trip. Her other clothes and items that she doesn't need gets donated or recycled.

And now it's time to pour fifty out or have a drink for the place that's been home for her for a few years now. So she's in a common room with a bottle of vodka and a shotglass, ruminating and taking a shot every few minutes.

Either find her packing and getting rid of shit earlier, or taking vodka shots later. ]

[theshadowspeaks]

[ Somewhere from the shadows came the softest steps, not quiet an assassin level of quiet, but someone used to moving quietly. Deryn was dressed in his old baggie tripps, the knee ripped out from the last mission he was on, and a oversized hoodie, his hair was styled under the hood as he moved over and took a seat beside her offering a soft smile but no words yet. It was always nice to see Natasha. ]

(skye & alex)

[hacker]

[ Being banished to London with Agent Coulson is not without its perks. For instance, London? Walkable. As in, to internet cafes, and diners, and a number of other connections to the real world that the castle often feels entirely isolated from. It feels good to actually be among the people again. For Skye, anyway.

She's not made for a Knight's life. Not really. It's too ... removed.

It also means she can't really get back and figure out where Alex went, though. She knew he was gone, but she hadn't had the chance to ask around on her way out to see if anyone knew where he'd gone. He hadn't left a trace, either. Wherever he was, he wasn't using his real name.

So she grabs her laptop, the only possession that she's carried with her through all this, and she parks in a cafe until she finds him. It's not easy. By the look of it, Alex really didn't want to be found by anyone from the Knighthood. He's covered his tracks, and he's obviously got experience covering them too — no surprise, given his time with the mob. He's got good reason to hide.

But, well. Skye hacked into SHIELD from a van. She's got this.

Eventually she gets a receipt, though, from somewhere in downtown London where one of his cards was used. From there she can find the last place his cell phone pinged a GPS satellite, and ... There he is. She stuffs her laptop into her bag and heads down to the apartment of Epiphany Greaves. Whoever the hell that is.

Skye has changed her clothes, at least, since she'd seen Alex the previous day. It's taken her all day to find him, though, so it's close to dinner time before she's knocking on the apartment door. ]

[ambitionist]

[ it's fine, nobody would have known anything. he was 100% on leaving without a trace. he'd done it before — good ol' spring cleaning. (or new year's cleaning, last time.) although — last time he left the country. and now here he was trying to make a new life in the nearest big city with his internet girlfriend. it wasn't the smartest idea, but he was feeling a stupid emotion or something. disgusting. also it's been like. one day.

piffy and he had worked out the fake identity details the night before, and he already had some fakes she'd given him before. he was like yep i got this nobody is ever gonna find me. at least, not for awhile. there'd be too much chaos around the castle to be doing an immediate full head count — that was what his logic brain decided, anyway.

his logic brain decided that, since that was probably true, nobody would notice if he used his card one last time to buy a fuckin bagel. HE WAS HUNGRY 😩

and that's how he gets busted. he almost doesn't get the door, seeing how he's not supposed to be here (hiding from piffy's dad is a whole separate misadventure), but piffy's not there to get it and his paranoia gets the best of him. he peaks through the peephole in the door.

the fuck??? ? ?

he opens the door by roughly one inch. ]

The fuck are you doing here?

[torrigan]

[He had believed it was nothing but a dream, that shared time he'd had with the Dreamwalker.

Faith.

At the very end, he had been so grateful for her compassion, her concern over his life. He couldn't quite recall the name she had called out before she faded from his vision, but it had sounded like a prayer.

He had only a few, brief moments to take in the endless grey expanse of river surrounding him, only just enough time for that feeling of dread and loneliness to creep back in before it feels as though he is physically pulled from the place. It's fast, confusing, and a bit painful before he finds himself blinking up at the overcast sky through a canopy of foliage. The ground is hard and a bit damp beneath his back, and it takes a few more moments of him lying there to regain feeling in all of his extremities. It's another few minutes before he is able to accept that this was real, he was actually lying on the ground and not stuck in that endless river, and that yes, it was actually raining and he was getting quite wet.

It's as this all sinks in that he realizes he is...quite naked. And laying just on the edge of a monstrous lawn, bordered by the woods he was currently looking through. With what feels like a herculean effort, he finally brings himself to standing, wobbling as he tries to get his feet beneath him. The woods are dense but through the trees, he is able to spot what looks like a tiny cabin and he makes his way there slowly, sending out a holler so as not to startle its possible occupants. When he receives no response he will enter to find it is quite neat and orderly, though it seems as though its occupant had planned on being gone for a while. The fireplace was empty, the cupboards bare but for the dishes and utensils left. He is, thankfully, able to find a worn pair of clothing, and for someone of his size and stature, it is a tight fit.

Faith. Her name, her face was branded in his mind. He had to find her, to find this Karthur Institute she had spoken of. She had saved his life, quite possibly his soul. He didn't know how he had ended up in this place so obviously not the Reservoir, but he had no doubt that she had somehow had a part in it.

So, he heads out of the cabin, intending on finding the closest town, to find food and shelter and then to begin his search for her. Surprisingly, as he leaves the little cabin and heads for the edge of the forest, what looms in front of him is not just an expansive lawn, but a massive castle. Not the castle he had known, either. This castle was big on a scale he had never seen before, large enough to fit two, possibly three of his inside.

No better place to start than what was right in front of him. He heads towards the castle, finally finding the front entrance and the gigantic double front doors. Here goes...




Knock knock!!]

[valdrin]

[ it's a short time before the doors are finally opened, and touchstone finds himself looking at a man with dark grey skin, red eyes, and white hair, sizing him up ]

... Rogers? [ look, val'drin never knew steve that well, but this guy looks at least remarkably close to what he remembers so he will just wildly assume THIS IS THE SAME GUY ] What brings you back?