knightsoflegend | massachusetts ♔ a little partial for beautiful girls

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massachusetts ♔ a little partial for beautiful girls | even if their blood runs blue

WHO || Solace, Thoster, Faith, Phineas, Sydney, Lissa
WHAT || The Knights act as bodyguards for a celebrity with a very unusual stalker...
WHERE || Massachusetts, USA
WHEN || August 16th, evening [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam

[ the pendergast manor is a sprawling sight, impressive even to those who live in the world's most ridiculously sized castle. the whole place has a sort of country club air, and white gloved butlers escort the little troupe of knights through the halls, past expensive paintings and all the other old money trappings. ]

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[ well, as he gets a closer look at her, he looks suitably dumbstruck, grinning back. ] England, huh?

And how do you girls know each other?

[ yes, good. she shrugs, lightly, in an absentminded way, as if the circumstances didn't matter. ] A mutual friend introduced us. I think he thought Callista might help me get back to my roots. [ another smile, gently wry, because something so down to earth seems just a bit ridiculous. but this place... is lissa's roots. ]

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You've got some pretty nice roots. [ he gives her an appallingly gross once-over. ] Nice stems, too.

[ oh that's... charming. lissa maintains the smile, arching an eyebrow a little, almost as if she's asking if that's all he's got as she moves marginally closer with a swish of the skirt of her dress. ] Thanks. And how do you know our darling hostess?

[ he smirks and turns to lean backwards against the edge of the table, so he can better face her. ]

She's a fan. Big fan. Paid her daddy good money to get backstage to meet me last month.

I liked her. She's got spunk.

Backstage? Should I recognize you? [ a beat, she leans forward, jade eyes sparkling with intrigue. ] I probably should, shouldn't I? Only I've been somewhat... distracted.

It's alright. [ he pops a radish into his mouth with a grin ] I'm here incognito anyways. Don't need anyone else going all fangirl on me.

I promise I'll try not to swoon. [ mirroring his smile, she holds out her hand. ] I'm Lissa.

Roy. [ he takes her hand with a firm grip. ] No last names, how about.

But how will I find you on facebook? [ she bats her eyelashes in an over the top theatrical manner, very obviously teasing. ]

The last thing I need is any more internet stalkers.

Internet stalkers? Seems to be a pattern here, perhaps Callista invited us to a support group instead of a party.

[ he smirks ] Why do you say that?

Well you have your screaming fangirls who probably throw their underpants at you, I have a weird uncle who wants my parents' money. [ bluff 20 total, a little furrow appears between her eyes because that rang truer than she intended, the uncle bit. but she brushes it off with a self-deprecating smile before continuing. ] And our lovely hostess has her secret admirer.

[ his eyes darken a little. ] Secret admirer, huh?

[ HMM INTERESTING. ]

Mmm. He sends her notes and flowers, it's quite sweet. But she worries, needlessly, I think.

[ he turns to face her more fully, although he glances over her shoulder across the crowd ] Worries about what?

That he's a stalker, instead of an admirer.

She thinks this guy might be dangerous?

Well he won't tell her who he is...

[ now would be just the time to forget their agreed upon signal of SHIT IS LOOKING SKEEVY I NEED AN ADULT. oops. ]

But has he ever threatened her or something?

[ it wasn't texting, she knows that, besides that her phone is not easy access in this dress. was it a cough? no... ]

I'm not sure, she doesn't like to talk about it. [ she sighs softly, eyes widening slightly like she's just realized she's said too much ( bluff 23 ). ] I shouldn't have brought it up. You won't say anything, will you?

[ his eyes darken a bit as he scans the room and stares at callista across the floor... but then he nods ] I won't mention you said a thing.

Thank you. [ while he's looking at callista, lissa makes sure to stamp his appearance onto her memory. briefly glancing around to find her teammates. (spot 13) this is definitely suspicious. she affects a sigh, long suffering, as he nods. ] Oh, my date has found the alcohol. It was nice meeting you, Roy, but I should rescue him.

Yeah. See ya. [ and he wanders off in her general direction... as a scream echoes very distantly down the hallway ]

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