open ♔ castle farewell socialization

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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 ]

Comments

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?

[bluffcheck]

I seem to be asking myself that too often lately.

[First his girlfriend, now his ship? Things aren't exactly going his way lately.]

I've saved up a bit of money for myself while working with the Knights. They let me pay for a year in advance for this spot on the dock. If things aren't settled by then, I suppose this is a longer goodbye than I want it to be.

[He wipes off his hands with a nearby rag.]

It's funny. Part of me hopes she's stolen between now and then. It'd be fitting, seeing as I stole her, myself.

[moonheart]

If she's still here when we get back, I'm totally stealing her.

[bluffcheck]

You know, it isn't wise to tell someone when you plan to steal from them. [He gives her a wink]

But I think you'd make a fine captain, lass.

[moonheart]

I'm mostly in it for the hat.

[bluffcheck]

Well, if that's what you're after... [He holds up a hand, indicating for her to wait. He turns and heads for his quarters, returning a few moments later with a very extravagant black hat with gold trim and a large white feather.]

Belonged to the first captain I ever worked for. I tried to wear it once, but couldn't really pull it off. But you? I think it might suit you just fine.

[moonheart]

[ that? is the look of pure delight in her eyes. she reaches for it but stops herself from taking it yet, stroking the feather delicately instead ] Are you serious?

[bluffcheck]

[He nods, still smiling.]

I wouldn't joke about something as serious as a captain's hat, lass. [He gestures towards the hat, still holding it out to her.]

Go on.

[moonheart]

[ she takes it and then very reverently sets it on her head, before striking a pose ] Well?

[bluffcheck]

Like it was made for you.

[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?

[bluffcheck]

[Glancing over his shoulder at the sound of Gus' voice, Thoster smiles wide and motions for the man to board.]

Permission granted, of course. I didn't know if anyone would take me up on the offer to get one last look at her before we leave.

[druidisms]

I don't really care about the boat, [ gus offers, climbing aboard. most people would have prefaced that with "no offense" but he would be lying. ]

[bluffcheck]

So you just came for my company? You're too kind, friend. [He pauses, grows a bit more serious before adding-]

I miss her, too.

[druidisms]

I don't miss her, [ gus grumbles. it's been like three weeks, he doesn't miss her. he misses her. ]

I don't like not being able to help her.

[bluffcheck]

We could set sail right now- run off and try to track her down. [He's only half kidding.]

[druidisms]

She'd kill us.

[ he's half considering it though. ]

Men trying to rescue her... I don't feel like being shot at today so maybe we should give her a little more time.

[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.

[bluffcheck]

[The collision isn't such a big deal to him. He's been here long enough and had his share of quick turns. Hell, he's stumbled drunk down the halls on more than one occasion after a squiring party.

No, it isn't the bump that startles him, but the face.

It isn't an exact match, but the eerily resemblance to Felicity's original body is... startling, to say the least.]

I... [He's going to need a minute.]

[prosecutorial]

[And then she's just concerned because looking at her like she's seen a ghost is ... strange. Is this another person she's forgotten? Because the face is definitely not ringing any bells.]

Are you okay? I didn't hit you that hard, did I?

[bluffcheck]

[He's stunned for a moment more, before he finds his voice.]

No. No, of course not. [He shakes his head and swallows hard, trying to push away the lump in his throat.] Sorry, I assumed I knew everyone in this place by now- but I don't think we've met. Thoster Chatwyn.

[prosecutorial]

Laurel Lance.

[So no, definitely not Felicity, and a little bit blonder too, so she's not a perfect match, but she's pretty close.]

And it's perfectly okay for you not to know me, because I'm kind of new.