new orleans ♔ for they have shed the blood of saints and prophets

[bancroft]

WHO || Thomas, Jack, Gar, Kat, Dumage, Mark, Myri, Buffy, Finnick, Spike, Rafael, Des, Elena, Chad Becksworth, The Mind Master, Decker Greenwall, Kitty Bonquas, Raoul Jacobson, Rynn, Devereaux, Keijen Blade [Closed]
WHAT || The Knights spy on an important meeting between Chad Becksworth and his compatriots... various downtime shenanigans ensue
WHERE || Various locations, New Orleans
WHEN || Friday, Oct 19th - November 12th [Backdated]
HOW || Actionspam, don't sweat tag order!!

[ Yesterday, members of team failboat went to the bayou hideout of the mysterious woman known only as "the Mind Master", on some intel from the captured Olean Gilbert. What they discovered was a very bizarre woman, who played mind games with them, and seemed to evince little concern for their interference. Another man, whom may have been Chad Becksworth entered, and told her that "Decker" was finished stalling and all was in readiness... The two of them fled before the Knights could get much information from either of them, and set a hideous creature to attack them: which appeared to be the result of a Frankenstein-like scientific process that sewed a human woman together with a giant snake.

The next day, another team of Knights infiltrated NOVA HQ to hack into appointment records and discover the names of those intended to meet with Chad Becksworth. Just as they downloaded the list, the scheduled meeting attendees arrived: it seemed they were meeting today, and the Dragon's Claws insisted that the younger Knights retire to the hotel, where all will be able to monitor the meeting onscreen as they spy on it and broadcast video. Knights' allies (Des, Rafael, Elena) are invited to watch as well. ]

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[ This log also covers any shenanigans the Knights have while staying in New Orleans, immediately following the last logs and extending over the next three weeks, when the next exciting shit go down.

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]

Of course we dream. But not about human food, usually. [He may have had a few dreams about humans as food, but that's different.]

[slay]

[ shrug ] You never know.

[bigbad]

[He grins and gestures down a side street.] Right this way, pet. Dreams come true.

did you just tag me from your phone while grocery shopping

[slay]

[ oh look spike's are coming true right now. except not really because what r date.

she follows after him, glancing around and withholding judgment until she sees the place. ]

wow no it was in a cafe

[bigbad]

[It's right at the end of the street and FOR THE RECORD IT IS REALLY NICE. A sushi place, so really not local. One of those cute ones with the conveyor belt of food. Spike opens the door for her because he's a gentleman and THIS IS A DATE BUFFY PAY ATTENTION.]

What do you think?

YOU MIGHT HAVE A PROBLEM WHEN ...

[slay]

Mostly I think raw fish. [ she sizes the place up, glances at him, and then heads inside to hover in the entryway. ] Not that - I mean, it's fine. Good. I have plenty of positive sushi-related feelings.

LMAO SHUT UP NO ONE ASKED YOU

[bigbad]

We don't have to go here. [He just wants the date to be PERFECT maybe sushi was too risky. He should have gone for something more boring. White pasta. Toast.] I just thought it'd be something new.

I'M JUST SAYING

[slay]

Spike, I said it's fine. [ there's a laugh in the way she says it, brow furrowed as she looks at him. WHY IS HE BEING WEIRD oh well. nbd. ]

YOUR FACE HAS A PROBLEM

[bigbad]

[He smiles back, trying not to let his nervousness show as the hostess comes over to them and brings them to their table.] Have you had it before? You know, that you can remember.

NO U

[slay]

Nope. Buuuuut, I am taking it as a good sign that I'm not instinctively opposed to the idea. [ she props her elbows on the table as they sit down, leaning her chin in her hands. maybe they should have invited myri. ]

X(

[bigbad]

[No if they'd brought Myri it would be a really awkward date.]

That's lucky. Like trying new things without the risk that you'll hate it.

[slay]

Not a bad way of looking at it. Sorta like I get a whole bunch of new firsts.

[bigbad]

Always good to look on the bright side. Plus, if you've kept the muscle memory, some firsts might even be better. [Not that he knows about her first time having sex, but lbr it's hard to be WORSE than that...]

[slay]

[ their waiter brings them water and she starts to take a drink JUST IN TIME TO START CHOKING ON IT because that sounded a lot like he meant sex. she gives a couple sputtered coughs and then lowers the glass. ]

Right. Like ... rock-climbing.

[bigbad]

[He gives her a look and raises his eyebrows because seriously, Buffy? Seriously? Also because she's really cute when she's awkwardly flustered about sex.]

Right. Rock-climbing.

[slay]

Heeey, I think I'm ready to order, how about you? [ she prompt picks up her menu. ]

[bigbad]

[He picks up his as well, but instead of looking at the menu, watches her over the top of his.

Might as well go all out.]

It's nice spending time with you like this.

[slay]

We always spend time like this, Spike. [ she gives him a flat, clueless look over her own menu. because it's true - they've gone out to grab dinner plenty of times before. that was a hazard of being teammates for so many months, and friends for nearly as many. ]

[bigbad]

That's what I'm saying, love. We spend a lot of time together. And I like it.

[slay]

Y'know, I did actually gather that from the continued spending of time, but noted. And ... thanks. I think.

[bigbad]

[Man, she was not getting the subtle hinting, even a little. Time to try straightforward. He took a deep, unnecessary breath and wished he'd found a restaurant that allowed smoking. He could use a cigarette right now to calm his nerves.] What I'm trying to say is--

[Whoops, interrupted by the waitress showing up.]

[slay]

[ buffy doesn't seem to mind - in fact, she peppily instigates conversation with the waitress while placing her order and keeps her there longer. ]

[bigbad]

[Goddammit Buffy you are not making this easier. By the time they've both placed their orders, Spike's temporarily lost his nerve again.]

Reckon you've tried the ones you picked before you came here?

[slay]

I don't know. I mean, they sound good, but it's possible I thought that the first time I tried sushi and now that I don't remember, I'm doomed to repeat my sushi-related trauma until I find a kind I like. [ she fiddles with her chopsticks, considering this, because really it's a much bigger philosophical question - does she have the instinctive memory of experience to help her avoid badness and live a better life with this second chance, or is she simply doomed to repeat her mistakes because she doesn't remember them? ]

[bigbad]

[She looks thoughtful enough that Spike's pretty sure this isn't just about sushi.]

I wouldn't dwell on that, pet. Not when there's no way of knowing.