new orleans ♔ sing like it's going to be your last day

[romanticidal]

♬ Happy Birthday Song - Andrew Bird

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 || Sunday Nov 18th, night through Mon, November 26th, 2012 [Backdated]
HOW || Actionspam, don't sweat tag order! Feel free to threadjack everywhere too :)

[ The last mission was something of a mixed bag: while Thomas' team successfully infiltrated the underground levels, discovering the truth about Chad & company's diabolical experiments grafting human DNA into Shadowkind in an attempt to make their human mind control technology work on Shadow, the team searching for the relics ran afoul of Iscariot agent, Alexander Anderson. The deadly regenerator was there to kill Rafael, but Jack held him off long enough for the others to escape. Meanwhile, Finnick and Myri learned some interesting information about the state of affairs at NOVA Records...

This log covers any work and non-work related shenanigans the Knights have while staying in New Orleans, immediately following the last log and extending over the next week. This will be the Knight's last week in New Orleans before they return to the castle for the holidays / do some other filler things so we can catch up to the rest of the world chronologically. (except for characters who have IC reasons not to).

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. There will be a few group scenes, which I'll alert everyone to on Plurk. They may not all be posted immediately, so keep an eye on this post for new threads as time goes by. ]

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team meeting to discuss what go on / what next ♣ erryone!

[dragonsclaw]

[ eventually, everyone will be back in ye olde apartment lounge, including jack, who looks tired and a bit pale, but fine. juuuust fine. everyone gathers around on the various couches or walls or chairs to discuss what happened. ]

A report on what you found downstairs is probably where we should begin.

[slay]

I'd say big freaky goo monster just about sums it up.

[shootfirst]

No, I think it's pretty important to talk about why there was a freaky goo monster. They'll stop at nothing to make sure that mind control chip of theirs will work on Shadowkind.

jack & gar ♣ ota

[dragonsclaw]

[ in the next few days, anyone going through the common room that the knights share would find jack and gar sitting on the couches, papers spread out on the coffee table in front of them. gar is nervously gnawing on her lip, wrapping a strand of her hair so tightly around her finger that it's turning white as she watches him reading.

he flips through the pages with a small smiles on his face, nodding here and there. sometimes his eyebrows raise and he rereads something, looking impressed. ]

And you did this all yourself, you say?

[rationalizes]

Well, not entirely, there was a colleague at Oxford who also had an interest in arcane physics at the time. We used to debate theories and he checked over mine and pointed out several flaws in my reasoning, made suggestions... [ she takes a breath and gives a nervous smile ] You don't think it sounds too outlandish? A magic energy field?

[dragonsclaw]

On the contrary. What research on the subject I've studied seems to support the idea, and yet so many scientists seem loathe to touch the subject. It's always struck me as entirely curious.

kat ♔ (ota.)

[shootfirst]

[ kat's got a new spell 8D and your character's about to find it out the hard way while she's practicing. it's effectively an EMP that shuts down all power in an area for four minutes. all of it. cars, lights, tv, computers, everything. you can pick where your character is and what they're doing when the blackout goes down. /o/ ]

[bigbad]

[Spike is, unsurprisingly, watching telly. He gives a frustrated shout when it blinks out, then wanders into Kat's room, looking puzzled.]

Think the hotel blew a fuse or something. All the lights went out.

[shootfirst]

[ meanwhile kat is laughing and tipping her chair back, a ball of magic light dancing on her palm ] It worked!

thomas ♔ (ota.)

[bancroft]

[ in a quiet moment near sunset, you might be lucky enough to catch thomas in a contemplative mood. but to do so, you'll have to have scaled to the hotel's roof, where he sits with one knee drawn up beneath his arm, the other leg hanging off the side as he watches night descend on the city. ]

[notaroundme]

[It seems like they had the same idea; Elena was looking for a quiet spot to just...be for awhile. She'd seen some things during their adventure at the NOVA building that weren't going to stop bothering for her awhile, and she thought that watching the sunset might be a nice distraction.

She exits through the top of the stairs onto the roof and spots him, before giving him an apologetic look.]

Oh, sorry. I didn't think anyone else would be up here.

[She doesn't mind the company, but he might.]

[bancroft]

“In order to understand the world, one has to turn away from it on occasion.”

[ he turns to look at her ] Far be it for me to stand in the way of greater understanding. Sit.

mark ♔ (ota.)

[nosdacariad]

[ anyone who actually pays attention might notice that mark's been acting... kind of off lately. for a few weeks, really, but anyone who catches him out in the hallway with the vending machine tonight might notice an escalation. his bag of cheetos has gotten stuck, and he bams his hand against the glass once, twice, then violently a third time, almost too violently, as if he's taking out some seriously unnecessary aggression here. ]

[witchwoman]

[Myri tries to pay attention, but Mark is quiet enough that it's hard to tell when he's acting all that different.

Until he assaults vending machines, that is.]

...Mark?

[notaroundme]

[Elena blinks at the noise as she turns the corner before she fishes into her pocket for a few coins as she makes her way over.]

Here, I wanted cheetos anyway.

[She didn't, but this should get his bag out, as well as the one behind them, and then problem solved, right?

Probably not.]

Spike | OTA

[bigbad]

[Spike's in the kitchen, experimenting with blood. By which I mean, he's got a mug of blood with croutons in it and he's eating it with a spoon and enjoying the crunch.

He's also got a book of Tennyson's poems out that he's browsing while he eats.

Spike is such a normal guy....]

[slay]

And allow me to be the first to point out eww.

[ it's no surprise she opts first for the insult. buffy's not in the best place right now - jack might have done a good job of cheering her up, but the mission unsettled her. she's not some unstoppable force. she doesn't get a free pass from the danger by being stronger than everything they come up against. between the mind master and anderson, it's ... not good. she's gone from being the big fish in a small pond to being a very tiny fish surrounded by sharks. ]

[notaroundme]

[For some reason the croutons has her way more weirded out than the blood, now that she has the extra bit of information.]

Is that the vampire's version of tomato soup?

[Because if she didn't know better, that's what she would have assumed it was.]

[rationalizes]

[ gar looks straight past the blood. what does she see?? ]

I didn't know you enjoyed Tennyson!

Thanksgiving! ♣ (ota.)

[shootfirst]

[ there are few sights stranger than queen of fast food kat in the kitchen, cooking up a storm. but that's what thursday brings you. at one point, she clangs a wooden spoon against a pot loudly and exclaims: ] Alright, get your lazy butts in here for some good old fashioned American holiday! [ to be honest... it smells amazing. ]

[notaroundme]

[Oh, she's been looking forward to this. Something about the idea of Thanksgiving is just normal and comforting, and she's exited to have some normal and hopefully happy fun with everyone.

And eat a lot, of course. She's grinning as she answers the call of banging pots.]

Oh my gosh this smells so good.

buffy, spike (& myri?) ♔ closed

[slay]

[ buffy is the first to stir, because there's no light leaking in through the windows to wake any of them. she yawns, shifting and bumps into a body. in her bed. her eyes snap open and she looks to find spike still lying there.

she pulls the covers up to better cover them, glancing around. oh boy. oh boy. this is bad. really bad. she looks to the ground to try and spot her pants or shirt, but just catches sight of her torn underwear. really, really bad.

as she reaches out to grab the shirt when she finally spots it, she stops. she stares at her hand. then, she reaches out to turn on the bedside lamp.

in the light that spills from it, it becomes apparent. her skin is mottled by what appears to be almost like a rash. purple-red marks mar her tanned skin and as she reaches out to try and rub them away, she realizes that under a thin layer of that purple-red that seems to be almost dead, there's dark brown splotches to be found. she looks down at herself, hands roaming her bare body, and realizes it's not just her hands.

it's not everywhere, per se, but it's definitely gaining traction. her stomach, chest and thighs are all covered, and her heels as well. panic sets in as she continues to run her hands all over, examining the marks. the panic comes with dizziness - or maybe that's the fever. she feels hot, and her skin is sensitive, reddened and puffy even in the places that aren't yet dark and angry purple. ]

[bigbad]

[Spike stirs when she starts to move and slowly blinks open his eyes. She's sitting up, doing... something by the light of the lamp. He sits up and moves to embrace her again, but he pauses just short of kissing her shoulder. Because he sure sees those marks and they're... horrible. Really horrible. He sits up, trying not to... obviously back away, but... that shit's gross.]

Buffy...?

buffy & kat ♔ closed

[slay]

[ she goes to find kat immediately in the morning, which sends her to kat's room. she knocks lightly on the door. she's pulled gloves on in addition to her cardigan, and while she might look appropriately dressed for being outside ... she's just in the hotel suite. so she looks a little overly bundled. but, she also doesn't want anyone to see the dark patches of disease on her skin. getting that look from spike was bad enough, given the circumstances. she doesn't need further disgust. ]

[shootfirst]

[ after a little bit, kat comes to the door and yanks it open. she's wearing a t-shirt and pajama bottoms but looks like she was awake. gar, on the other hand, is sleeping away in the background. ] I hope this is worth interrupting my daily spell prep for.