mission ♔ somewhere between our hearts and minds

[rationalizes]

♬ We Are Mice - Azure Ray

WHO || Gar, Kat, Mark, Dumage, Martha, Myri, Buffy, Sven, Spike [Closed]
WHAT || Following up on the Nightscape incident / Jade
WHERE || Chicago.
WHEN || Mon March 12th - Mon March 19th | BACKDATED
HOW || Actionspam

Welp.  That was a wild and crazy time.  So the Eternal Jade was... actually a person, Buffy tried to kill Spike, Sven snared himself a pet displacer beast, Mark and Myri got in a car accident, and Des stole their lead away.  Go team failboat go.  

The Saturday after the events at Nightscape was spent healing up those who needed it and piecing together everyone's memory of the incident: Spike and Buffy luckily remembered everything that had occurred, for now, at least. The singer, Jade, had given them a little bit of information that they could begin looking into for now: that she was being pursued by a church called the Brotherhood of the Enlightenment. On Sunday, Gar called Des to find out whether she was still safe, and learned that she currently being held for questioning by the Hoffman Institute.

Which merited a big unison 'crap' from the team - who had been trying to keep her out of their hands in the first place. Gar, however, didn't see this as a total bust. After all, she was ideally placed to learn anything that they might get out of the girl. Because of this, she returned to her undercover position on Monday and spent the next week spying on the proceedings. Her reports have not been particularly helpful, however. The girl - Eterna Jade - claimed to have no memory of anything remotely tied to the Talisman, and didn't seem to understand what the church wanted with her, or why her name was connected to the talisman's mythology. She couldn't answer most of the questions put to her, actually, claiming to be from the Shadow World recently, and remembering nothing but coming here and living at the club, ever since, which she says was given to her. Though she insists that she is the owner, she appears to have very little information about its daily operations, leaving that to a team of executives she calls the "Dreammakers". When asked, she cannot even name any of the men on this team. She's acted generally sullen and uncooperative, but Dr. Hoffman seems to have concluded, to his own frustration, that she isn't lying either.

She wanted to return to the club shortly after being detained, but the Doctor insisted they make certain it was safe first, and has, indeed, been monitoring the building and Brotherhood movements, to try and make certain that they aren't still after her, or hunting her down. There's been no evidence to suggest that they're looking for her currently.

In the meantime, the Knights have been working on researching more about the club, Jade, and the Brotherhood. And Buffy went on a personal crusade to hunt down information about the man they let take Jade to the Institute in the first place: Desmond Descant, who claimed to know Wynn. (Threads below!)

It's on Monday, March 19th, that Gar comes home excitedly from her job to draw something wrapped in cloth out of her bag and asks everyone to gather around. (Thread below!)

[[Various threads will go up below: as always, pick and choose what interactions you want your character to be involved in. Please make research checks where indicated! Also, you're free to make your own threads for general socializing!]]

Comments

[postergirl]

It's not staying in the hotel room either. Find a... a pet shelter or something run by a blind nun and dump it off.

[thebetrayer]

I'm keeping her. [GLOWBUG GROWLS AT ALL YOU BITCHES DO YOU REALLY WANT HER TO EAT YOU .....]

[slay]

Okay, fine. Keep her outside on the sidewalk, for all I care. Can we please stop acting like this is a discussion that's actually happening? Do I need to reiterate the whole tried to eat us thing? 'Cause, I can review. Make flashcards, maybe.

[bigbad]

[Spike rolls his eyes and starts the car.] It's us or the cat, mate. Your choice. Just choose fast. I'm ready to leave.

[postergirl]

If you insist on keeping that thing, you're going to have to take it back to England. It could jeopardize the mission. [A beat] Plus I'm wildly allergic.

[thebetrayer]

[He gives her a long, hard stare while he thinks this over.

The hippie compassion in his heart wins over ... idk this crazy Jade bullshit.]

Then I will.

[DRAMATIC EXIT YEAHHHHH]

[slay]

[ Buffy watches him walk away with judgy, raised eyebrows, then sighs and slumps into the chair. ]

Can we go now?

[postergirl]

Before he changes his mind, yes.

[bigbad]

[Spike shakes his head and starts driving. Perfectly. Aww yeah nat 20 drive check.]

You're the best mentor ever.

[slay]

[ It's because the dice know he has a penis. Also she's just ... grousing in the backseat because omfg they're such besties ISN'T THAT NICE. She should have brought ... Kat ... or Mark. Possibly Myri. Yeah none of those would end well on this infiltration thing nvm. ]

[postergirl]

He has to learn that the world doesn't revolve around his whims. [/hypocrite much]

[bigbad]

Plus, what sort of bloody stupid cat name is Glowbug?

[slays]

What sort of bloody stupid person name is Spike? You're not exactly in a judgy position here.

[bigbad]

[OMG SHE CALLED HIM A PERSON THERE IS HOPE FOR THEM YET. Spike glances up at her in the rearview mirror--he can't see himself, of course, but she's perfectly visible. He's glad. He likes her not being able to see his expression.]

Still better than Buffy.

[slay]

There's nothing wrong with my name! [ She tries to follow his gaze up to the rear view mirror but -- oh. Her expression is conquered by one of muted surprise as her eyes widen and she jostles a little. Her lips purse and she just casts her gaze out the window instead. ] 'Least Buffy's not a dog's name.

[bigbad]

[Spike, on the other hand, can see where she's looking, and the expression she makes when she can't see him there. He looks away too, back to the road, because he is so freaking amazing at driving today that he does things like watch where he's going.]

Oh, I don't know. Seems like the sort of thing you'd name your girl dog.

[slay]

[ She doesn't answer, just throws her closed fist around his seat's head rest to clock him in the back of the head. Melee atk 29 dmg 14 ... oops. ]

Repeat that?

[bigbad]

[Thank god his drive check was good enough that even as his head snaps forward, he doesn't so much as swerve. He does turn his head momentarily to glare at her, though.]

Do you want me to crash this car?

[postergirl]

Can we please hold off on assaulting the driver? I think we've had enough car crashes on this mission, thank you.

[slays]

Well maybe the driver should exercise better self-preservation!

[bigbad]

I'm undead. I'd survive a crash just fine. But you'd die horribly, pet.

[postergirl]

[Muttered] There could be far worse outcomes.

[slay]

Hello! Sitting right here! As in, I can hear you?

[bigbad]

[Spike glances over at Dumage.] Beginning to wish we'd swapped her out for the cat-thing while we had the chance.

[postergirl]

At least she's house trained. [She glances over her shoulder] In theory.