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]

[He smiles at her.] Of course I care. We are friends.

[postergirl]

That's not really something I hear very often.

[bigbad]

Well, you do put a lot of effort into being unlikable. Just doesn't work on me. [He's in love with the girl who spent a bunch of time punching him okay.]

[postergirl]

Oh, I wouldn't say I aspire to be unlikable. I just don't see the reason in no one saying what we're all really thinking.

[bigbad]

And your excuse for sending Myri that picture of Finnick? [YOU ARE SO LUCKY HE DOESN'T KNOW ABOUT THE FLASHING INCIDENT.]

[postergirl]

Come now. She's not a child. She might have been embarrassed, but part of her enjoyed it. Anyone with eyes can see what's going on there. From the both of them.

[bigbad]

You're tormenting her needlessly. She can enjoy him in her own time.

[postergirl]

It's not torment. She likes the boy. Maybe I'm happy for them. Has anyone considered that?

If I were tormenting her, she would know it.

[bigbad]

Maybe you need to find a better way to express your happiness, then. Like you know, not hitting on him.

[postergirl]

I'm just being friendly. I can't help how it comes off. [ she fixes spike with a very deliberate once-over, tongue tucked behind her bottom teeth ] Believe me. People know when I'm hitting on them, too.

Subtlety's never been my strong suit.

[bigbad]

I'm sure. [Seriously, Dumage, you're the absolute opposite of subtle.] Just try not to give the girl such a hard time, would you? She's... innocent. Probably won't last forever, doing our work, but while it lasts.

[postergirl]

But it does seem so dreadfully patriarchal, doesn't it, treasuring innocence so much? What's wrong with being a worldly woman, after all? [ she may be pulling your leg here, spike ]

[bigbad]

[He smirks and leans towards her.] Maybe I like both.

[postergirl]

Experience breeds cynicism. It's an unstoppable force, darling.

[bigbad]

Maybe. But while you can always get more cynical, you can never really reclaim that innocence. [He shrugs, turning back to his drink.] I don't even remember being innocent.

[postergirl]

You're not jealous of them, are you?

[bigbad]

No. [Not exactly, anyway. Maybe a part of him wishes he could be like that, but it's not who he is. He's all right with that. Most of the time, anyway.] Just... like seeing 'em happy, is all.

[postergirl]

So all that hard vampire exterior masks a warm, nougat-y center, does it?

[bigbad]

[He glances over at her with a half-hearted smirk.] Don't tell anyone. It would destroy my reputation.

[postergirl]

It'll be our little secret.

[bigbad]

[He raises his mostly-empty glass to her.] To secret soft sides.

[postergirl]

[ she tips hers against his ] Don't tell me you're going to start writing ballads next.

[bigbad]

[He shakes his head, smirking at her as he takes a drink.] I prefer sonnets or freeform, honestly. Or the occasional limerick.

[postergirl]

Well, you're just full of surprises. A vampire with a soulful side. How very Anne Rice of you.

[bigbad]

[He makes a face.]

Not Anne Rice. They can't shag.