mission ♔ you draw the line and think i won't ask for more

[luthir]

WHO || Thomas, Christos, Francesca, Luthir, Arthur, Merlin, Katniss, Ethan [closed]
WHAT || Settling into the mission HQ
WHERE || Various locales, Magadan, Russia
WHEN || Wed Mar 7th through Wed March 21st (superbackdating go)
HOW || Actionspam

It's a chilly 28 degrees or so out when the Knights land in Russia. The mountains that they flew over looked anything but hospitable, and there was certainly no sign of any movement on the surface. It hardly looks like territory worth fighting over living in, certainly.

The city itself, however, has proven to be much larger and more bustling, as thousands of inhabitants go about their business in the shadow of the mountain. The diplomatic group gets the cushy digs: Francesca, Ethan, and Arthur, while Thomas, Katniss, Christos, and Merlin separate from the rest of the group to stay at a low rent motel that will act as their headquarters for the time being. Luthir set out within a day of their arrival to travel to the sun elf settlement to try and gauge the political climate and any changes that had occurred while he was gone. Elves being elves, it took him about a week and a half before he returned. In the meantime, Thomas and Christos set out to investigate the entrances to these underground tunnels to try and create a map of where they affected the city, as well as the sun elf settlement.

The diplomats have been kept under close scrutiny, but have gotten an equal change to gauge the tension in the air here in the city. Unsurprisingly, things are looking particularly bleak...

[Feel free to start threads for anything, and use subject lines to denote which day it occurs on! Also don't be afraid to jack multiple people into threads, as now is a great time for some TEAM BUILDING 8)

There will be a bunch of threads up soon for actual plot relevant events, it just might take me a day or two! I'll ping people as threads go up.]

CLOSED ♔ I'M ONE STEP AWAY

[slays]

♬ stupid thing ; nickel

WHO || Buffy Summers & Spike
WHAT || Buffy and Spike clear up some issues.
WHERE || out front of the hotel, Chicago
WHEN || Two days after the Chicago mission's conclusion, while Gar's off calling Des.
HOW || Prose.

Back to slumming around the hotel. Not that Buffy was exactly eager to get shot again (although, all things considered, between Myri's heal-job and her own apparent propensity towards quick recovery, not too bad on that front), but sitting around a hotel for days on end once again wasn't high on her list of things that ranked as lovin', either.

Particularly because it involved stiffly sitting in a corner with a book, one of the hotel's courtesy notepads slapped down on the pages as she doodled instead of read. Mostly meaningless patterns of lines, but eventually the scratch of the hotel pen would get more aggressive and other things would come out. Only in the most professional of manners, of course. The whole deal with this Nightscape-y place is that nobody really remembered the dream they had there. Better she get it down before her fun experience conveniently slipped her mind, too, even if she somehow felt like that face and the feeling of the bullet tearing through her gut were things she'd never forget.

She waited until Spike slipped downstairs for a smoke break to corner him. Snapping her book shut on the notepad, she dropped it into her chair and casually headed after him once he'd gotten a minute or so's head start. She pulled her jacket around her as she stepped outside the front of the hotel just as he was lighting up, coming to a stop with her hands tucked into her jacket pockets and a narrow, accusatory expression on her face.

"Do you get it, yet?"