TRAVEL ♔ you've got to promise not to stop when I say when

[bancroft]

♬ Everlong - Foo Fighters

WHO || Thomas Bancroft, Gar, Kat, Dumage, Mark, Myri, Buffy, Finnick, Spike, Rafael, Des?
WHAT || The Knights return to New Orleans (Flight + Reunions @ hotel/airport)
WHERE || Flight to New Orleans > Airport in New Orleans > Hotel in New Orleans
WHEN || Friday Oct 12th (Forward dated!)
HOW || Actionspam

[This log is for any in-flight interactions on the Knight's private plane ride to the mission site. Feel free to make your own threads/threadjack, etc. The flight time is approx nine hours. Get to know your teammates, talk about the mission, ask questions, etc. etc.

Rafael will be meeting the Knight at the New Orlean airport, and Des is welcome to reconnoiter with the Knights back at the hotel!  Feel free to do threads for grabbing rooming buddies, etc. ] ]

Comments

[bancroft]

[ there's a banging sound within, and then a voice yells: ] Come in! [ with no more ceremony than that. ]

[witchwoman]

[She hesitates, but eventually grabs the door knob and turns. Slowly, she enters the room, closing the door behind her.]

Sir Thomas?

[bancroft]

[ somehow he's already left the impression of a mess in his room, as if the bag he'd brought had exploded violently on impact. he's in front of the mirror, apparently trimming his beard, but he throws her a smile ]

Hello, hello!

[witchwoman]

[She stops once she sees him.]

I thought I heard a crash...

[bancroft]

Shaving is a dangerous business. Luckily, reflexes like a cat. [ he tosses the trimmer up in the air where it does an artful couple of spins, and then catches it with ease. ] Myrilandel. Or do you prefer Myri? The first is a bit of a mouthful.

[witchwoman]

[She smiles at his little trick.]

Either is fine. Most of the group have taken to calling me Myri. I don't mind.

[The name feels familiar, even if she could never really place it.]

[bancroft]

The best nicknames are the ones that come from those who love us.

[witchwoman]

[She just nods with a soft smile.]

I'm glad to have you with us. Perhaps this mission will go more smoothly than the last.

[bancroft]

From what I've hear, it didn't go so badly last time. You all established quite a few inroads into this Nova situation, didn't you?

[witchwoman]

Perhaps, but there was a fair amount of missteps.

[bancroft]

I like to think that most of my career has been a series of salvaging missteps more than consistently taking the right ones.

[witchwoman]

[She ducks her head, hiding a smile.]

You like to think that? Why?

[bancroft]

[ he grins and strides past her, sitting on the edge of his bed and drawing his boots over, to pick them up, and grab a brush off the stand beside him. ]

I've had quite a long and colorful history with the Knights. And I was never, ever, ever in my early years what anyone would have ventured to call 'Dragon's Claw material'. The thought was practically laughable: I caused more trouble than I halted, took manic risks, was impatient and ill-experienced, and thought I knew everything.

[ he gives a fond, faraway grin ] So why do you think Wynn picked me?

[witchwoman]

[Truthfully, Myri isn't sure. She thinks for a moment, then finally resigns.]

He must have had a reason...

[bancroft]

More than one, I should hope. [ he tosses her a smirk, and starts scrubbing at the boot ] Wynn told me eventually that what he admired about me the most was that I never feared failure. It wasn't that I was above thoughts of letting someone down, but more along the lines of never accepting defeat as the end of the line. Mistakes were always a stepping stone to success, and there was always a way to redeem what seemed irredeemable. I still believe that, and it's why I don't sweat the small stuff, as they say.

[witchwoman]

Where I came from, failure didn't simply mean disappointing a man such as Wynn... [She looks away] It meant running for your life.

[bancroft]

Must have been a relief to get out of a world like that.

[witchwoman]

[She nods, but there's a small tug in her mind that won't fully remember... Something that she does miss but she cannot imagine what or who.] The others wish they could remember more. Sometimes, I wish I could forget.

[bancroft]

Strange, isn't it, how that works out? Sometimes the curse comes in remembering.

[witchwoman]

Perhaps I've forgotten just as much. [She shrugs] There's no way to be certain.

[bancroft]

And as such, nothing to be gained from dwelling on it. Whether one remembers their past or not.

[witchwoman]

Exactly. We must all move forward. New lives can be forged. I've lived my life, trying to do good and right for the world. There's no reason why I cannot do that here as well.

[bancroft]

I think I can rather say I like you, Ms. de Tanos. Sir de Tanos, pardon.

[witchwoman]

[She blushes and duck to his a bashful smile.]

Myri is fine. I don't much feel like a knight yet.

[bancroft]

What will it take? Slaying a dragon?