knightsoflegend | open ♔ shield base arrival // knights socialization

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open ♔ shield base arrival // knights socialization

WHO || The Knights & agents of SHIELD
WHAT || The Knights arrive at the Las Vegas facility...
WHERE || SHIELD HQ (The Harbor), a desert location near Las Vegas, NV
WHEN || March 2018
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 vaguely near Las Vegas: agreeing to work alongside the S.H.I.E.L.D. organization to find a way to take down Blade. 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.

Most of the facility is underground, and the Knights are each granted badges that will act as keycards to get them into the barracks area that has been sequestered for them in its own building (called the Enclave), as well as to access the other rooms that are open to their use. It is more or less similar to this, but scaled up in size to account for the larger numbers of people housed on base. There are separate buildings on the base compound for the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (The Sanctuary) and for those members of Hellsing (The Bulwark) who have relocated as well. The entire compound itself is referred to collectively as "The Harbor". Peter Fargason will continue to run training drills daily, attempting to mold the Knights into a more efficient combat unit, and Hasmed, Solace, Koraith, Dovan, and Lis'sa will continue to assign missions to members of the Knighthood, ostensibly aimed towards slowing the tide of monsters and evil doers heading to Los Angeles and protecting Shadowkind in America from the "war on Shadowkind" being waged by the American government, as non-humans are being rounded up as potential threats to the country. Hasmed and Solace have assumed joint leadership of the Knighthood, and appointed no Dragon's Claw to replace either the deceased Sir Bancroft or the now gone rogue Sir Chessing.

Gone is the eclectic decor of the castle rooms, replaced by a much more uniform look to each assigned barracks, which, unfortunately, sleep two to a room because of restraints on space. Feel free to sign up for a roommate on the thread on this post. In fact, everything here is much more polished, state of the art, and modern, which is a jarring change from the castle. How well people adjust may depend on quite a few factors... but for now, they are free to attempt settling in.

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

On this post:

Roommate Assignments
Roomie Sign-Up
Phil Coulson | Welcome
Skye | Tech support, Bulwark, Research, Apologies
Gwen | Enclave public areas, Training w/Hellsing, Wildcard
Kenzi | Enclave, Training, Wildcard
Darcy | Bio Engineering & Research, Wildcard
Avaleen | OTA
Sawyer | Enclave, Wildcard
Frankie | Hangar, Technology Room, Have a Beer, Wildcard
Topher | Technology Room, Wildcard
Malina | Scenarios
Rosario | Scenarios
Paige | Training w/Hellsing, the Track, Wildcard
Kali | Training, Elsewhere
Caroline | Training, Common Rooms
Andrew | Technology Room, Rec Room
Barry | Training Room, Various
Cora | Outside, Training, Hangar
Jane | Technology Room, Laboratory, Research, Training
Dimitri | Training
Bo | Training
Lois | Training Room, Common Areas, Various
David L. | Training Room, Various
Kate | Shooting Range, Rec Area
Sweets | In Session
Lila | Shooting Range, Kitchen, Rec Room, Outside
Rory | Training Sessions
Laurel | Various
Hasmed | Various
Toby | Kitchen, Outside
Sark | Training, Wildcard
Integra (w/Alucard) | Training
Edain | Various + closed to Ella
Carol | Training, Hangar, Rec Room
Deadpool | All your Base, Vegas baby!!
Cordelia | Rec Room
Jordan | Enclave various
Ward | Daily routine
Thea | Various
Riggs | Enclave
Jo | Lost
Tony | Sanctuary (w/Coulson), Enclave lab, various

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ Her face gives next to nothing away as she feels his hand shift, her head tilting ever so slightly as their eyes meet once more. Slowly, very deliberately, she pulls her arm from his hold. What little distance there is closing as her hand comes to rest against his chest, their others all but joined by the rope they grip.

She’s painfully aware of the way their bodies lightly brush against each other with every breath she takes. Of the hard, muscular chest beneath her hand as she looks up at him and she does allow her gaze to dip to his lips once more lingering for a moment before she relinquishes the rope to him. ]

Be a sport and put that away for me, would you. [ Patting him on the chest and making a move to casually disengage. ]

[ welp. he looks down at the rope and back up at her, knowing he's got a tiny window to make any other move, and while he considers it - really, really considers it, he can't help but think she's either just toying with him or punishing him somehow or other, and either prompts him to just let it go.

the disappointment is visible, but he doesn't look like he holds it against her either, grasping the rope and nodding his head a few times, lips pressed together in a 'welp' expression. ] Yeah. Sure.

[ he turns around himself to head towards the cabinet on the wall. almost muttered beneath his breath, half to himself, he adds: ] Happy to help.

[ Perhaps it was both. Or neither? For the litany of reasons that all seemed important 30 seconds ago, until she saw the look on his face. The fact is, there was no scenario in her head where he would be the one disappointed and she knows, without a shadow of doubt as she watches him, it’s not just for show (sense motive Nat 20).

Each footstep she takes towards the door feels heavier as she struggles to resist the urge to look back, Kenzi all too aware that the safe option here would be to pretend she hadn’t seen that look and simply keep moving.]

I like surprises… [ She almost begrudgingly admits as she slows to a stop. Kenzi’s fingers tapping a staccato rhythm on her thigh before she turns back to look in his direction. ] So… surprise me and maybe I will.

[ that slows his own steps towards the cabinet and he pauses with his back to her for a long moment, trying to get a read on her tone, before turning around to face back to her with a thoughtful expression on his face...

that slowly breaks into a smug smirk, as his free hand slips something out of his back pocket and holds it up to face her between two fingers.

it's her access card. :') sleight of hand 34 ]

Dropped something.

[ Her mouth falls open with her denial, Kenzi reaching into her pocket and yet before she can even confirm its absence, she knows it won’t be there.

While she attempts what was supposed to be a chastising look? By the time she steps closer to retrieve her card, there’s no mistaking that light in her eyes. Especially as she’s having to bite the inside of her cheeks to keep the stupid grin from her face. ]

I bet you think you’re so smooth. [ Though it sounds far more like a compliment. ]

[ and he's just gonna flip his hand back up so that the card is held up over his shoulder with a 27 reflex save game of keepaway, a small light of victory dancing in his eyes as she draws closer to reach for it ] Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think I detected a note of [ gasp ] surprise for a moment there.

[ Her smile is still determined to win the fight with her face, even as he snatches her card away and it’s possible that she has the maturity of a twelve year old because dammit if this doesn't make him more attractive somehow.

She has to look away for a moment, glancing off to the side and shaking her head like she finds all of this amusing when in reality she’s just trying to find some semblance of composure before she meets his gaze once more.]

Apparently I’m not the only one with skills. [ Dear god, help. She is so screwed. ] So what else you got?

Well [ his lips curve back upwards into an easy smile, clearly bolstered by her own unstoppable grin, and the hand from which the rope still dangles slides around her waist smoothly, letting the coil fall to the floor, his hand hooking her inwards ever so slightly with an easy pressure, as he lowers the card to offer it to her in exchange for the admission ] I’m one helluva dancer.

[ She doesn't resist, despite the fact that there's a voice screaming 'duck and cover' in her head as if a bomb will fall at any moment. She appears to be having trouble hearing it over the sound of her own libido as he draws her closer.

Kenzi inhales a slow, slightly shuddering breath as she takes her card from Peter, holding it against her chest like a pathetic shield that can in no way act as a barrier between the two of them. She can say with a 90% certainty that whatever is happening right now is a terrible idea... But she's equally sure that she forgot every reason why the second his hand made contact with her lower back. ]

You dance? [ Two for two in the surprise department, she allows her smile to curve her mouth this time. Curiosity shining in her pale blue eyes as she lifts her chin to meet his gaze.

She doesn't look away as she slips her access card back into her pocket before holding her hand out palm up. ]

Prove it.

[ something close to delight dances in his eyes for a moment that she’s willing to take him up on it, and even that there’s still an aspect of challenge to her response. ]

It’s too bad we’re a little light on music here. Think you could provide? [ he fixes her with a ‘stern’ look and adds: ] Better be something with a beat. [ there’s a teasing edge to the warning, but he’s not granting her any extra space, keeping her held in place as he nods at the pocket where her phone sticks out, not taking her offered hand yet. she's gotta use her spot-i-whatever first. ]

[ For a second there she thinks he's was going to use the lack of music as an excuse, but for better or worse he's committing to this and even if he ends up being terrible? There's a definite swell of respect all the same. ]

Yes sir. [ Light dancing in her eyes as she retrieves her phone and distractedly pulls up the app.

Hitting random, she's prepared to keep going until a suitable tune starts up... but the moment the beat kicks in she has to press her lips together to keep from laughing out loud.

Hey Mama - David Guetta ft Nicki Minaj

Well played Spotify gods. Well played.]

I can work with this.

[ no shit, this hooker got a nat 20 dance check, so prepare to throw your panties out the window. he slowly bobs his head a few times this way and that, feeling out the beat and apparently decides that it's adequate for their purposes, reaching out to take her hand finally, once her phone is slid away. he immediately spins her out in one smooth, languid motion before reeling her back towards him and sliding his hand more fully against her waist than even before, easily slipping into step. these hips tell no tales. ]

You and me both.

Hot in Here - Nelly

[ With her own 24 Dance Check (34 with Charm), she's no slouch herself, that much evident by the way her body turns, the flourish of her hands as he pulls her back and settles her against his body.

If she weren't so totally screwed before. Welp.

Her gaze locks with his and she allows Peter and the music to guide her, Kenzi's hand sliding up his chest to rest against his shoulder as her body responds to every roll and turn of his hips.

He did promise that he was full of surprises... but dayum. It's gonna be hard to throw those panties when she's pretty sure they just evaporated. ]

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[ my dice are incorrigible. i say this, because as they move against each other, his hands seem to hit just the right places, his hips hit just the right pressure when they dip against hers, and the way he looks at her is positively searing. why? because i rolled another nat 20 charm check right in a row here for his next comment ]

Y'know... I've met a lot of girls on a lot of worlds all around the galaxy. But I've never seen eyes like those.

[ Her body is screaming for her to throw more than just her panties right now because just when you thought things couldn't get any ~~worse~~ better... Kenzi crit failed her will save.

She can't help the soft whimper that spills past her lips. Her body pressing closer, the slightest of pressure on his shoulder as his words roll through her, setting off a swarm of butterflies in their wake.

Her mouth falls open, scrambling for a witty comeback to lessen the moment but all that comes is the quickening of her breath for reasons that have nothing to do with dancing. ]

[ get gotten - ben lee

none of her reactions are lost on his stellar sense motive check, and he lifts one hand to brush the hair off her neck with his fingers, surprisingly delicate, his touch wisping against her skin just enough to leave goosebumps trailing behind. his eyes fixate again on her lips, his face drawing close enough that she can feel his breath warm against her own, his body swaying more slowly in time with hers. when he speaks, his voice has enough of a roughness to it to send a thrumming through her, and it sounds like she's not the only one losing a bit of herself, desperate for some relief to the tension. ] If you don't want me to kiss you, you'd better say so right now.

[ She peers up at him from beneath a veil of long, dark eyelashes. Only vaguely aware of the way their movement has slowed to become a dance of intent, rather than a performance. She pulls her lower lip in between her teeth as every molecule inside her body seems to vibrate as he closes the distance. The warmth of his breath causing her eyelids to flutter closed as she dares to breathe in his scent once more.

It's not so much a deliberate move, but rather a reaction to everything happening right now; Her hand moving across his shoulder and following the curve of his neck until her fingers gently graze his jaw. She can feel her heart hammering against her ribcage, her head tilting just so as if to invite him in but she doesn't dare open her eyes, unwilling to risk the chance of shattering this moment and when she speaks, it's barely more than air passing her lips. ]

Shut up and kiss me.

[ she literally doesn't have to ask twice. the warmth of his palm cradles against her neck fully now as he leans in and kisses her deeply, his lips parting against hers not long after with a sense of near urgency. his body presses firmly into hers, his other hand grappling her flat against him, and his tongue brushes against her own a few times in an experimental tease, before turning more firmly hungry, fingers twining through her hair as he keeps her face locked to his. it's v take charge, v manly. but there's also a surprising amount of sweetness to his touch, at least something emotionally genuine there. ]

Edited 2019-03-09 07:01 (UTC)

[ There's just the hint of a grin lingering on her lips as he closes the distance, but it melts when his mouth claims hers with a need that steals her breath away. She'll probably never admit it to him, but she's been thinking about the possibility of this moment for more than two years now, and she can honestly say the little fantasy that had played out in her head? Had absolutely nothing on reality, in spite of, or perhaps even because of the time in between.

Her body molds to his hard frame, her grip on him tightening as his fingers become tangled in her hair, his hunger fueling her own as the remnants of her resistance are torn to shreds beneath his fingers. (Sense Motive Nat 20)

It cracks something inside her chest, her own touch becoming more insistent in reply as she groans against his lips. Her own need, almost desperate now as she tries to eliminate any distance between them. ]

[ on a purely theoretical level, he's aware of the fact that they're in a public space, but does he actually care? his 9 will save says no. the groan he elicits from her meets with a deeper one of his own, and he swings her around decidedly, driving her backwards against the cupboard, which luckily doesn't have any harsh metal handles sticking out, because he is not being particularly gentle. his hands start roaming, and then shift down to lift her up against him, holding her in place where her legs can wrap around his body, keeping her securely pinned in place.

he doesn't break off from kissing her for more than a few seconds here and there, almost as if he's afraid that doing so will let her brain take over and change her mind. ]

[ With her roll of exactly 3, she won't be much help either but if we're being honest? Any chance of her caring went out the window somewhere around about those back to back Nat 20s.

The sound she makes, something caught between surprise and excitement, becomes swallowed by his mouth as her back hits the cupboard. Her hammering heart kicking up a notch as he picks her up like she weighs nothing at all. There's no time wasted in wrapping herself around him. No moment to second guess what they're doing. Her body is leaving her mind in the dust as every touch, every kiss, every sound he makes, threatens to consume her.

She's momentarily struck by how much bigger than her, he is. How easily he could break her if he wanted to but there's something in the way he tries to keep her as close as humanly possible, that makes it impossible to see that as a bad thing.

Her hand skims along his jaw, slipping back through the length of his hair as she breaks the kiss long enough to catch her breath. Their mouths are still dangerously close together as if she too doesn't dare to pull away. Even as she fills her lungs, her teeth graze his lower lip. Her fingers pressing against his scalp as she pushes through his hair.

There's no more hesitation, though. Not anymore. No danger of her running from the room despite the many fumbles that had led them to this moment. She always had known that the second she crossed that line with him, coming back from it would be damn near impossible. ]

[ when she's the one to break away just enough to let them both breathe, he allows himself to catch his own breath as well, hanging on her every inhalation and exhalation as he waits for her to say something, to push him away, to alter course.

but she doesn't, and it slowly begins to dawn on him, which turns his urgency into something else, something that can clearly take its time a little more. his breath mingles with hers, his gaze dragging heavily over her features, pouring over every little reaction as he grinds into her with a slow insistence that leaves it very clear where he's uh, standing, on the situation. ]

Tell me what you want.

[ his voice is hopelessly husky now and you're going to think that i'm full of shit but i just rolled

another nat 20 charisma check. i can't make this up.

some day, peter is going to die in a dire situation where he could have used any of these rolls to save his ass, because instead he used them all to get laid this one time. but it will have been worth it. ]

[ For the love all that is holy and not... this is just not fair, and that much is evident by the low, desperate groan that rolls up her throat as her fingers close around the length of his hair. She wants him so much right now that she can't even think straight and there's an unexpected, errant thought that rolls through her head; This must be what it feels like to the people Bo noms on...

She presses her back against the cupboard, pushing her hips forward to press against him and it pulls another groan from her lips, Kenzi drowning in an overwhelming need to be with him as she becomes super aware of the need between his legs. ]

You... Here... Now...

[ The words barely stringing into a coherent thought as she pushes them out between breaths, even half senseless, however, she does still have her own brand of appeal. (CHA 23/33 w/Charm) ]

And much less clothes...

[ Kenzi smothering the last of that sentence as she crushes her mouth to his again, her hand already gathering up a fistful of material as if she's going to attempt to get him naked and kiss without stopping either. ]

[ that's a complicated maneuver, kenz, but he appreciates the sentiment, nevertheless. in fact, he will do his damnedest to help with a 22 dex, pulling his own shirt over his head with minimal breaks in the bodily contact, keeping her basically pinned to the wall via his hips and thighs and the oh so convenient cabinet as leverage. his lips seek out her throat this time instead, as his shirt goes flying to the side, biting and kissing and otherwise busying himself in a very appealing manner while his own hands start seeking out any way under the fabric of her own outfit, eagerly sliding across skin and making reckless, quick work of fastenings with that insanely skilled manual dexterity of his. ~~she was right to let his skill with the rope earlier let her mind start wandering, apparently.~~

as his mouth drags up towards her ear, teeth and tongue tugging at her earlobe, he breaks off to murmur: ] I like the way you think. [ and he's gonna just dramatically undo some piece of clothing of hers with a sudden, practiced ripping apart motion of some kind. maybe it's a corset. we just don't know with kenzi's eighty layer outfit concoctions. ]

[ Complicated or not, she’s certainly committed to giving it her best try, coming in with the assist and a dex 19 as between them they make quick work of his shirt. Her head tips back, the effortless moans of pleasure encouraging the path he carves with his lips and teeth and while she’s far too distracted by his touch to drink in the sight of him? Her hands are only too willing to take their fill.

It’s Kenzi, so she was no doubt wearing something like this and regretting it with every fiber of her being… until she gets to experience the maneuver that, might in fact be the hottest thing anyone has ever done to her.]

You are way too good at that. [ Her voice low and husky, strained by the heady combination of impatience and desire as she easily sheds the remnants of her shirt. It's then he’d realize that the hard work was over as the air pebbles her exposed skin, the lightest brush of her bare chest against his making her very aware of every nerve in her body. It's enough to make her gasp, and it hits her how painfully long it's been since she's allowed herself this.

Kenzi lifts her gaze, unaware that she's grown still as her eyes dart across his features. Her heart slamming against her rib cage as she exhales a shuddering breath. It's so brief, but it's there. The slightest flicker of vulnerability, something that almost looks like fear but it's there and gone so quick it's hard to say for sure. (Will Save 31).]

And it's really unfair how much I want this. [ And if he didn't already feel like the most wanted man alive? I sure hope he does now. (Cha Nat 20). ]

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