CHAPTER TWO ♔ a sigh escapes from heaven and worlds end

[savemyself]

♬ The Dream Within - Lara Fabian

WHO || Rafael Giovanni, Burt Becksworth, Isabella Alessandro, Finnick Odair, Myrilandel de Tanos, Buffy Summers, Spike, Elena Gilbert, Dawn Summers, Desmond Descant, Jeanne Gar, Kat Samcelot, Mark Sandazhard, Violet Fiore, Sterling Archer
WHAT || CHAPTER TWO: Following the traumatic and tragic events of Finnick and Rafael's concert, our heroes are taken to be interrogated at the police station
WHERE || Concert Hall > Chicago Police Department, Chicago, IL
WHEN || July 3rd, 2013 [ forward dated]
HOW || Actionspam

Nothing is okay.

What was meant to be the Knights' triumphant collaborative effort to cut off Chad Becksworth's bid for total control of NOVA Records, allowing them to follow the trail elsewhere, has descended into chaos. Rafael's songs triggered some kind of reaction in Jade that allowed her to regain her lost memories, only to have their reunion cut tragically short by the actions of a hitman who took her hostage on stage, demanding her necklace. While Myri and Violet attempted to convince him that the necklace did not lie with her, Jade signaled to Rafael that she meant to utilize the distraction to break free - but things went out of control and Rafael's bullets struck Jade instead. The Knights felled the hitman, as the world watched, and Rafael begged a distraught and enraged Des to end his life. Meanwhile, a mysterious figure that only Buffy & Spike could see assisted Myrilandel in healing Jade enough to hang on for a little time more...

Time for people to say goodbye.

In the meantime, the police have arrived, arresting Rafael, Archer, and Des (or attempting to), and preparing Jade to be taken to the hospital. Everyone else is being ordered to head outside to be taken down to the station for questioning. It's a hectic scene, but people can finally snatch a few moments amid the chaos to try to make sense of what just happened...

Comments

[shootfirst]

[ the paramedics move over to des too, at the police's gesture.

"You're being taken to a hospital, but you'll be kept under guard until we're able to transport you for questioning." ]

[nothingsodivine]

That won't be necessary. I feel better alre-nngh. [Yeah, sitting up still hurts. He faceplants on the floor.] I'm a wuss. I swear. I'm man enough to admit it. It's probably just a bruise.

[Gonna be real awkward when he gets to the hospital without an injury.]

[shootfirst]

[ gonna need to make a diplomacy check there, des

"Looks like a hell of a bruise." ]

[nothingsodivine]

You try getting a shotgun thrown at you by that maniac down there. [(Diplomacy 15). He raises a hand.] I'm a PI. If I go for my license, will you shoot me?

[romanticidal]

[ the cop looks around, but then nods, and gestures for him to get it. ]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des groans and his healing's making the wound a little more manageable and pulls out his license.] I've been working undercover as a talent agent to keep tabs on the Becksworths. Seems the bastards have got a nasty blood feud going on. Bet you dollars to your secret donut stash that dead SOB down there's from Chad's place. Anything for the numbers, right boys? [He coughs.] Anyway. Shit got real. Next thing I know the girl's down and all I see is Giovanni's the one holding the smoking gun. I pulled my gun to make him stand down. Then it got personal.

[(bluff 26)]

[shootfirst]

[ well. shit. this cop got a NAT TWENTY, I AM NOT KIDDING YOU. he gets that there's definitely something more going on and it's obvious from his expression. but at least des included a lot of truth in there. ]

You're still gonna have to come down for some questions. No one's getting out of that.

[nothingsodivine]

[Can't win 'em all, man. Des pockets his license and flails an arm.]

Yeah, yeah. I got it. Be a pal and give me a hand up, wouldja?

[romanticidal]

[ he offers a hand up, and gestures to the line of people being escorted out to get the questions treatment.

"If you've got info on the situation, they're definitely gonna want to hear everything you've got." ]

[nothingsodivine]

Yeah, it ain't as much as you'd think. [Des clutches his chest and cringes, but the wound's about done healing. Any checking right now would confirm it was little more than a bruise.] Burt's a dipshit and Chad's a snake, but I'll tell you what I've got. Maybe you boys can make something of it.

[And off he goes to the questions line. VICTORY FOR DESCANT.]