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

[slay]

I think that's commonly known as a public service. He smells rank enough in all that armor, how much worse would it be in something as well-ventilated as a dress?

[65]

The ventilation could help if the stench is because of sweat getting trapped in his clothes.

[shootfirst]

So what, if we would do it, do we take a drink?

[slay]

Seems fitting. [ buffy shrugs. ] What if the stench is from just not grasping the invention of the bath?

[65]

Would you ask him to bathe?

[bigbad]

[Spike smirks down at his drink and doesn't comment on Lan's personal hygiene. Instead, he changes the topic.]

Can't think of much I wouldn't do.

[slay]

And now that we've established all fifty shades of Spike... [ she gives him a judgy, raised-brow look. wow really. back on topic. ] You better believe I would. [ a beat. ] Do I have to drink for that one?

[bigbad]

[Spike hands her a tiny booze bottle.]

[bancroft]

Personally, I always found Lan's scent a bit comforting. But I would certainly ask him to put a dress on. [ thomas pulls out his own bottle, and it's far from tiny ] ... Might have already, actually.

[slay]

[ off to the side while thomas is awesome, buffy takes the hint, and the bottle, and concedes to take a drink. she's left making funny noises and faces. ] Glaugh.

[witchwoman]

[Myri covers her mouth to hold back her laugh at Buffy's face when she takes a drink.]

Who's next, then?

[shootfirst]

[ kat has this shit ] Never would I ever get married.

[65]

Why not?

[slay]

Kat doesn't believe in love. [ buffy will take this opportunity to interject because she's gone down the bugging kat about boyfriends and ladyfriends road once before. despite her mocking, though, she's spending some time looking thoughtful at her bottle of mini booze, contemplating drinking. ]

1/-

[shootfirst]

Love is for Hallmark cards. In real life, it always winds up like this whole Rafael dealie: fucked up for everyone.

2/-

[rationalizes]

[ gar will be over here taking a little sip... ]

3/-

[postergirl]

[ and dumage will down some. ] Never say never, darling.

4/5

[bancroft]

No vows for me, I fear, beyond the ones I've already sworn.

5/5

[nosdacariad]

[ Breakable - Ingrid Michaelson

and off to the side, mark is staring down into his drink with such a furrowed brow that it looks like he's considering the meaning of life, not the future of his love life. he keeps slightly raising the glass, then lowering it, then repeating, all the time looking more and more constipated. ]

[65]

That's dismal. What's life without love? [he takes a drink.]

[bigbad]

[Spike's not sure if he would or not, but he drinks anyway. It's a combination of well maybe he would and him liking to drink.]

[shootfirst]

Who says I won't have love? I love my cat.

[slay]

For your cat's sake, I sincerely hope that's a different kind of love. [ she settles on taking a drink, making a similarly yeuuugh face to before. ]

[witchwoman]

[Amongst all the banter, Myri will be calmly be grabbing herself a drink and taking a swallow without a word. As she looks around the room, she notices Mark and is both curious and concerned.]

[shootfirst]

I work hard to support him just so he can fall asleep on me when I'm rubbing his tummy every night. Sounds pretty close to the real thing.