new orleans ♔ the man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud | but nobody ever hears him

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WHO || Thomas, Jack, Gar, Kat, Dumage, Mark, Myri, Buffy, Finnick, Spike, Rafael, Des, Elena [Closed]
WHAT || Various downtime shenanigans
WHERE || Various locations, New Orleans
WHEN || Tuesday Oct 16th - Oct 28th [Backdated]
HOW || Actionspam, don't sweat tag order!!

[[ Several of the Knights discovered a secret room hidden in Nova Headquarters, full of strange occultish paraphernalia and guarded by monstrous warriors. Amid this was direct evidence of an interest in the Talisman. They also took captive Chad Becksworth's personal assistant, Olean Gilbert, who has information about the location of the mysterious woman that Burt told Finnick about - the one whose presence has had a major effect on Chad's personality. Olean doesn't even know the woman's name, calling her the "Mind Master", and identifying her as Chad's 'advisor'.

The Knights also discovered that the other Dragon's Claw, Sir Jack Chessing, had followed his own secret mission to Nova Headquarters, and he'll be meeting back at the hotel with them to explain what brought him there...

This log covers any non-work related shenanigans the Knights have while staying in New Orleans, immediately following the last log and extending over the next two weeks.

Make your own threads, don't fuss about tag order, feel free to threadjack multiple people into one thread for hang-outs, ask me if you want a certain scene with an NPC, etc. forever whatever.]

Comments

[bigbad]

Uh, drink, mostly. Or fight. [He's really manly like that.] Just wanted to see if I was missing anything.

[notaroundme]

Unless it's Mardi Gras season, probably not.

[And she's not sure when that is off the top of her head.]

[bigbad]

Hard having a tourist attraction that's a time more than a place. There are some excellent bars, though.

[notaroundme]

I would know, since I...don't think I've ever been here.

[She grins sheepishly.]

Pretty sure none of them would let me in, anyway.

[bigbad]

Why? [A beat as he thinks about it.] Oh, right, the age thing. The US is pretty strict about that, then?

[notaroundme]

It depends on the bar, I think. If I had an ID with someone who kind of looked like me, I could probably get away with it, but they won't let me just walk in and order drinks.

Some places, like restaurants, just won't serve me.

[bigbad]

Oh, you're gonna like England. They don't care as much over there.

[notaroundme]

We can go out and get a drink together after we get there then?

[She smiles.]

I don't know much about London, other than what are probably stereotypes. It'll be nice to know someone who can show me the ropes.

[bigbad]

[Spike gives her a blank look.] I don't know anything about London. I've barely been besides between missions.

[notaroundme]

Look, as far as I'm concerned, if you've been there at all, you'll know more than I do.

[That makes her curious, though.]

So you go on missions a lot?

[bigbad]

Actually, this'd be the first. [He looks a little embarrassed.] It's been bloody unending. We took a vacation for a bit in the middle, though, so we went back to England for that. [He smirks proudly.] Got knighted all officially and proper then.

[notaroundme]

[She gives him a bright smile.]

Well then, congratulations Sir Knight.

[She means it completely seriously, okay. Not a hint of sarcasm present.]

[bigbad]

[He rolls his eyes a little and gives a sort of mocking bow. As proud as he is of his accomplishments, he can't quite take the title seriously, especially not when said like that.]

It's been a few months. Not really news anymore.

[notaroundme]

[She chuckles.]

Well, I wasn't here a few months ago, so it still stands. Maybe with a little luck, I'll get to join you someday.

[bigbad]

That what you want? [He looked her over, then shrugged.] You probably will.

[notaroundme]

Maybe. From what I've seen, though...

[She likes everything. Except maybe Dumage. <.<]

I think things will work out.

[bigbad]

[He gives her a smirk.] Can't wait for your squiring ceremony, then. Future Sir Elena.

[notaroundme]

[She laughs in response.]

Now that will be hard to get used to.

[And with that:]

I'm gonna go grab something to eat. I'll see you later?

[bigbad]

[Spike nods.] Count on it, pet. [And he turns towards the hotel bar.]