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

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. ]

eight thousand years later, I'm so sorry

[krasnayapautina]

[ She gives him a wide smile, and slides over an extra shotglass to him. ]

Hey, stranger.

[ A friendly, welcoming tone. ]

Lol its cool.

[theshadowspeaks]

It's been awhile.

[ He replied as he took the shot, and pulled his hood down, his feathers all in place. ]

How are you, Natasha?