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]

[Quasi-pleasantly:] Call me "sparkles" again and something in you's changing its way.

[nothingsodivine]

Whoa. Don't get feisty, big boy. Or I won't let you in on the trade secrets to dealing with New Orleans.

[bigbad]

[He rolls his eyes.] If you've even got trade secrets. I'll believe it when I'm drinking it.

[nothingsodivine]

Oh, I've got trade secrets. [He slips some money to the bartender and grabs his jacket off the barstool next to him.] C'mon. Take a walk with me.

[bigbad]

This better be good. [Or at least dramatic enough to warrant the theatrics. Spike follows him, grumpily.]

[nothingsodivine]

Or what? You'll punch me? I think Blondie probably packs more of a wallop.

[bigbad]

Of course she does. But seeing as she hits harder than some trucks, that's not saying much.

[He didn't even mean it as a threat he just can't stop himself.]

[nothingsodivine]

Yeah, what's the deal with that? [He turns on his heels a bit so he's walking backwards as he nudges the door to the hotel open with his ass.] I've got my secrets, but that girl's secrets have got secrets.

[bigbad]

I can't tell you. That's why they're called secrets. [He knows some of them and others are still a mystery, but she called him her best friend. The fact that he'd rather be more than that aside, he's not going to betray her by spilling. It wouldn't be right.]