Kat Samcelot (
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knightsoflegend2012-12-13 02:36 pm
new orleans ♔ the man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud | but nobody ever hears him

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.]

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[ a pause and then he says ] I'm quite glad the two of you have got on so well.
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Very well, then. If you'd prefer, we can enact an official transferal of your squiring.
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What?
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However, Wynn was aware of the limitations of my mentorship when he assigned you as my squire -- and again, when he assigned me to the mission that would unfortunately stretch over such an unexpectedly long period of time. I wish I could insist it would be different - that I could remain here, or see you through every obstacle, but in truth, if I had made that the focus of these past eight months, many lives would have been lost, and I give you more credit than to think you would find that preferable.
It is not entirely uncommon for squires and their mentors to speak only when necessary. It is, in fact, in many situations, a matter of course, as you might see, for example, in Sir Odair and Sir Hasmed. The primary reason for the relationship is to facilitate the squire's entrance into Knighthood, to determine their readiness. And I had determined your worth within a day of meeting you. But I felt as if you had not. [ he speaks quietly now, as he comes to a stop, saying quite firmly: ] You're stronger than you give yourself credit for, Buffy.
[ he looks up again ] I knew you had companionship in Sir Gar and Sir Samcelot, as well as your fellow squires, that they could address your basic questions about Knighthood, probably with more candor than someone of my age, in a way you were more likely to understand. You've had people to rely on, to learn from, but you've also had time to try and rely upon yourself.
But... if this is how you truly feel, I was wrong. I had hoped things might work out differently, in many ways. But I won't hold you to a contract which you get nothing out of. You'll be a great Knight, Buffy, but I can't take any credit for your being one.
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Well how was I supposed to know that? How was I supposed to know any of that? I haven't done this before, I haven't - I haven't done anything before.
I've never had another Knight, I've never known how any of this was supposed to go. I sat here, and I watched … Myri, Martha, and Sven, and -- God, even Spike, and Lan hated him. Why wouldn't I think that was how it was supposed to be?
I tried to be strong, and - and good at being alone, but I almost died. [ the tears burned behind her eyes and she felt the prickle of a few starting to slide down her cheeks. ] I've been hallucinating, seeing - seeing demons that nobody else can see. How am I supposed to feel ready when that's all I can remember, and you never once told me any of this?
[ she'd been scrambling blindly for the approval that she apparently had always had, from someone who'd never be able to actually see her, that she couldn't have felt less. ]
You want to know why I didn't seem ready? Because I never felt anything but alone. I never had the support to tell me - this is what ready looks like. I can do this. [ with more certainty, she adds; ] And, I can. I've been doing it for months, just me. I was never worried about whether or not I could do it. I just didn't want to do it alone.
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I want to help you, to get to know you even, but you've taken it personally that I'm a Dragon's Claw, and that my duties differ from most other Knights. [ he doesn't say it outright, but there's something in the ever-so-slight slump of his shoulders that makes it apparent: he's incredibly hurt by the implication that he'd ever neglect her on purpose, and doing his best to maintain that british stiff upper lip ] I've no desire to cause you any more inner torment, or to impact your self-esteem so strongly.
[ he looks up at her finally ] I'd stay your Knight if you wanted it, Buffy, but I see no evidence to suggest you'd prefer matters that way.
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I'm here now, and you have me at your disposal. As a mentor or friend, if that's what you're looking for, but not to be guilted for what has been beyond my control because of the oath of my office - something I endeavored to warn you about at the very outset of this partnership.
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she'd wanted those things at the start, for the past however many months when she couldn't have it, but thanks to his genius plan, she'd gotten by without it and learned to rely on herself instead, which left her unsure of what to do with it now that she did have it. that was why she'd come down here in the first place.
she shook her head, reaching up to wipe sweat away from her forehead with the back of her hand. ]
I don't ... [ she struggled through her own muddled feelings and found what she was looking for. ] I don't know how to act with you here. I - I got so used to you not being here, that it's like ... I'm supposed to wait, right? And let you mentor, and guide, and assign, and defer to your wisdom. But, I don't need any of that. I've been doing that all on my own. I don't know that I know how to ... defer. [ she deflated a little, finding the explanation lacking but the best she could manage. ]
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And now I hope for a chance to see some of it for myself.
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Okay. I can do that.
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