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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[notaroundme]

[She smiles quietly; it seems he understood before she'd even said anything.

She crossed the distance to the edge of the roof and sat down a short but comfortable distance away, her legs kicking idly over the edge as she looked out at the warm colors near the horizon.]

[bancroft]

[ he doesn't speak for a bit, just enjoying the view, but finally says: ] I imagine that was all very difficult for you.

[notaroundme]

[She pulls one knee up when he speaks, wrapping her arms around it and hugging it to her chest.]

I don't think it's the first time I've seen something...disturbing. [Because she's pretty sure she should be taking this worse than she is.] I'm not sure if that makes it better or worse.

[bancroft]

Better, perhaps, given that you aren't burdened with the memories, but still possess the instincts of bravery.

[notaroundme]

I guess that's a good way of looking at it.

[She hadn't thought of it that way, either.]

It made me feel weak, though. I wanted to help and didn't have any good way to do it.

[bancroft]

That sounds like an inspiring moment, to me. To learn one's limits opens one up to the idea of besting them.

You can learn to be as strong as any other knight. You can't, however, learn the desire to be. It comes in moments such as those.

[notaroundme]

So then, the most important part isn't that I couldn't do anything, but that I didn't want to just run away.

[She says it mostly to herself, but still looks over at him questioningly.]

How long have you been a Knight?

[bancroft]

Funny you should ask. I'll be celebrating a centennial not this December, but next.

[notaroundme]

[Her eyes grow a little wide, and she blinks twice.]

Oh my gosh. I...would never have guessed. [Smooth. Her previously shocked expression slowly smooths over into a happy one.] Well, then, congratulations.

[bancroft]

Save them for next year, dear. I'll have quite a party.

[notaroundme]

Oh, don't worry. I'll be completely willing to tell you again.

[She was grinning rather big now, her legs swinging off the side of the roof. He'd done a pretty good job of cheering her up and setting her at ease.]

[bancroft]

I'd rather hear you tell me the best stories from your year of exploits with us.

[notaroundme]

Deal. But only if we're trading them.

[bancroft]

Well, naturally. I can hardly ever resist telling a good tale.

[notaroundme]

[She chuckles, leaning back on her hands.]

So much has already happened, it's hard to imagine what it'll be like in a year.

[Let alone a hundred. Though, being human, she couldn't dream of being around long enough to be able to say that.]

[bancroft]

For all that changes, even more tends to stay the same. Take my word for it, as an old man.

[notaroundme]

Well, you're older than you look. That's for sure.

[Because she never would have guessed over a hundred, let alone that long in the Knights.]

[bancroft]

You can thank one of my ancestors for that. ... Or a couple, I suppose. It does take two to tango.

[notaroundme]

I'll be sure to do that if I ever meet them.

[She's kidding, of course.]

[bancroft]

The gods work in mysterious ways. Perhaps you will, some day.

[notaroundme]

[She chuckles quietly, tucking hair behind her ear as a gust of wind ruffles through it.]

It's getting chilly.

[She moves a bit away from the edge before she starts to stand.]

I'm going to head back in. [Another grateful look.] Thanks for chatting with me, though.

[bancroft]

My pleasure, Elena.