knightsoflegend | chicago ♔ it’s a tragedy to be left only with memories

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chicago ♔ it’s a tragedy to be left only with memories

WHO || Failboat and friends [Closed]
WHAT || As the trial drags on, the Knights spend their last few months in Chicago and tensions mount
WHERE || Various locations, Chicago
WHEN || November 21st - The end of the trial?? [Back AND Forward dated]
HOW || Actionspam, don't sweat tag order

Everybody loves a media circus and the trial of Rafael Giovanni is no exception. If he was famous before, in the days following the shooting, now he's all people are talking about, and all the tabloids want to focus on. The complications presented at some of the early hearings by Jaka, regarding the identity of the Black Scourge and Rafael's alleged reaction have only made the story more appealing to the millions watching.

They've also caused the trial to drag out for months as facts are checked, evidence is poured over, and the jury becomes only more split on the issue. In the meantime, the holidays fly by, and one of the most terrible winters in years blankets Chicago in blizzards.

This log covers any work and non-work related shenanigans the Knights have while staying in Chicago, immediately following the last log and continuing for the next couple months. This will be the Knight's last time in Chicago before the trial: after which they plan to return to the castle to fully Knight Violet and Elena and decide where to head next.

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.

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[ i'm sorry i can't hear you over the amount of punching you in the face i'm doing.

the minute she hears his voice, buffy turns around and only glares for as long as it takes him to get words out. she closes the distance in an instant and throws a sharp right hook (atk 36, dmg 18) and follows it up with an elbow IN THE FACE (atk 26, dmg 12). ]

[ rafael steps slowly through the door just in time to see this, and stands there, watching with a very darkly satisfied, eerily hard expression on his face as buffy destroys des' face.

:|

hi. ]

[Yeah Spike's not gonna step in. Buffy's got this. Which is for the best bc he'd get a headache......

He crosses his arms and leans next to the door, smirking a bit. He's a vampire he's allowed to enjoy a bit of awful violence. Especially when Buffy's causing it. Buffy does sexy violence.

No but he's pissed. ISN'T THIS EXACTLY THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT HE SAID TO DO, DES? REMEMBER THE DON'T HURT BUFFY TALK?]

Saw that one coming.

[Meanwhile, Myri stumbles back against the nearest wall as Buffy's first blow lands, inhaling sharply as the elbow is thrown soon after. As confused and hurt as she is by Des' choices in the court room, she does care about him. All that does for her now is make her care that he's hurt. It doesn't matter that she knows he can't die. He's hurt and her magic seeks to fix that.

She's about two seconds from throwing herself into the middle of this fight.]

[Des makes an unpleasant horking noise as the first punch nearly LODGES THE SPOON IN HIS THROAT, which distracts him eniugh that the second punch knocks him onto his ass with a crunch of broken glass and the smell of spilled vodka and orange juice. He just barely manages to dislodge the spoon from his throat and toss it so he can give Buffy an annoyed look.]

Happy you got that out of your system, Blondie? You wanna let Rafael have a go too? How about it? We'll make a goddamned party out of it. Who wants a shot?

[ with her beautiful perfect wis nat 20, violet instinctively reaches out to wrap her hands around myri's arms and pull her back against her chest, coiling one around her friend's shoulders to keep her out of the fight. this isn't some battle against monsters, des deserves it and if they're going to fight amongst themselves, then she isn't going to let myri get hurt in the process. ] Uh-uh, doc, come on. [ and she's just going to drag myri back a little to try to ease some of the pain she knows must be hurting the cleric. ]

[Spike's spot check of 33 means he sees what Myri's going through pretty bloody clearly. He springs up and goes over to her and Vi, putting one hand on Myri's shoulder. He's standing between her and Des. It might not lessen her pain, but it means he can catch her if she tries to get to him. There's no way he'll let her heal someone that doesn't need it and bloody deserves a bit of hitting.]

He'll be all right, love. He can't die.

[He looks over at Vi.]

Might be a good time for a nice walk.

Oh, I think I can hit hard enough to make sure it's from all of us.

[ she's too angry - too blinded by how betrayed she feels now that he's standing here in front of her again to even think about it. myri's beyond the blinders she's wearing, and she grabs des by the lapels of his stupid jacket and hoists him back to his feet - and the only reason she can do that with her crit fail grapple check is courtesy of des not resisting at all. once she's got him there, she takes another swing (atk 32, dmg 14).

and it sets in then. that this isn't about being pissed at him, or breaking furniture. this isn't about venting her own anger. that's all secondary to what really started this. she's baffled and hurt and broken-hearted that he'd ever do something like that. ]

You lied to us! Everything that we've done, we have done together, and you lied to us. [ she shakes her hand out, shaking her head and watching him with a bitter and mournful look in her eyes, curling her lips into a sneer. ] You loved her! [ he'd loved her, and he'd ruined her. and he couldn't even pretend that it was for rafael, because that hadn't benefited him. not even a little. no one won from what des had done - nobody. ]

Edited 2014-02-28 06:21 (UTC)

[ isabella marches in past those trying to fend off myri, past rafael, to stand right beside buffy, where she holds des aloft by his collar. she stares at him for a long moment, face a hard mask, as if she's going to say something.

and then she reaches out and slaps him right across the bruised face. (atk 25, dmg 3) and glares as if waiting for him to respond, but the second he opens his mouth, she does it one more time (atk 22, dmg 3). ]

How dare you.

[finnick is just … going to assist vi in pulling myri out of harm's way. but not very hard, apparently. (str 14) whatever, he tried.

yeah okay, he can't die, but that still doesn't make it okay to BEAT DES TO A BLOODY PULP. REALLY PEOPLE???? yes, even if he does horrible things. still not okay. so, he offers his two cents, with the flat intonation of someone feeling dead inside:] How is this helping?

[Des jerks himself away from Buffy (str nat 20) and spits blood on the floor as he steps back, glass crunching underfoot. He stares at them all and then bursts into a manic, angry laugh.]

Yeah, I did love her. I still love her. I love her so much that I gave her the shot that she couldn't give you. [He points at Rafael furiously.] She would have taken the fall a hundred times for you and you know it. And now she's gone and this? This is the only thing she can give you. Your freedom. You can quit, Rafael. When this blows over, you're free. Don't you get it? If I hadn't pulled all the stops, they would've dragged your ass through the mud and then where would we be. It was the only way to clear the slate.

[He staggers past Buffy and Isabella to round on Rafael.] We made a deal. I intend to keep my end of that bargain. So why don't you man up and prove to me you have the balls to fucking walk from it. Go on, Rafael. Just turn around and walk.

[ rafael glares at des, a chilling anger burning in his eyes, and then when the other man stops in front of him, he steps forward so they're almost nose to nose, and then grabs him by the collar too, and hurls him back across the room into the coffee table. (atk 18, dmg 12) there's a horrific shattering sound of glass and splintering wood, and rafael stalks forward, balling up one fist so tight that his knuckles crack. he glares down at him with nothing less than deadly intent in his expression. his words slice through the air, razor sharp. ]

You know nothing about loving her.

[It takes Des a moment to disentangle himself from the coffee table and despite the fact that he is very clearly on his last legs, he hurls himself bodily at Rafael (atk nat 20, dmg 12) with a yell of rage.]

Edited 2014-02-28 07:09 (UTC)

Oh, bloody hell. OI. STUPID GITS. [He hopes Vi takes his advice and gets Myri out of there because he doesn't see this getting less violent any time soon. He steps between the morons they seem to have allowed on the team and makes a grab for both of them, managing to swipe an arm around Des and swing him at the direction Rafael's head would have been if he had... managed to catch Rafael. (I am not repeating all the grapple check math WE WORKED IT OUT IN PLURK. Dmg 9).]

If you can stop pathetically mooning over a dead girl long enough to deal with the people who are still alive... [A beat. Des sure... doesn't look very alive right now. He's all floppy and EXTRA bloody....] Wait. I thought he was alive!

[Also now his HEAD IS ON FIRE OH MY GOD WHY DID HE THINK THAT WAS A GOOD IDEA (dmg 3) so he's gonna... drop Des' body and scream.]

[Everything hurts so much. Myri shakes in Vi's hold, straining to break free weakly (str 7) as the group pummels Des. He's fighting back. She knows that he's goading them on but she can also feel how close he is to dying and it burns in her to run to him.]

Stop! [She cries out, near tears now.] You're killing him. Stargods, please....

[ what a great time to walk into this mess 8| i guess francesca gets to play mom and yell at all you fools (intimidate 30) ] What in the Nine Hells do you think you're doing? [ she'll take her move action to start making her way toward des/raf/spike ] That's enough. You heard her, stop before you kill him.

[ ♬ think twice - eve 6

at the repeated cries about killing des, rafael freezes stiff, his face an undecipherable mask as he stares down at him. it's impossible to say whether their words have stayed him or not even phased him. ]

[ des' condition doesn't look good the minute she's done with him. the string of isabella, spike and rafael to follow up has her grimacing.

francesca's shout gets through to buffy, but only because it put to voice what was already getting to her. she takes a step forward finally, willing herself out of inaction, and pulls on rafael's arm to get him to back off. he doesn't need to make this worse when things are already looking pretty bad, but buffy certainly isn't going to rush to des' side right about now either.

in fact, as she gives rafael a look to back him off, she scornfully notes; ] He can't die. Unless we're going to start guessing he lied about that, too.

[ rafael's tense, angry expression breaks suddenly, and his eyes jerk between buffy's hand on his arm, francesca, myri, and then des, as if he's suddenly actually seeing the situation for the first time.

and it horrifies him.

terror enters his eyes and his fist goes slack as he takes a stumbling half-step away, before shaking his head at buffy's words, suddenly insistent. ] No. No, we must not do this. [ his head snaps to the side, pleading to the girl everyone's working so hard to keep away from the scene ] Myri-- Myri, you must heal him.

[ for the most part, vi hasn't given a fuck in either direction about this bullshit. des is a big boy, he knew he was going to get his ass kicked for this. the people kicking his ass knew what they were doing too. the only fucks vi gave were about myri. but when rafael looks over at their resident cleric she snaps and finds her voice, her arm tightening around myri's shoulders. ]

No! Are you insane! It nearly killed her last time and now you're demanding she clean up your fucking mess? Maybe you should have thought about that before you decided beating a guy to death was a good fucking plan!

[ she doesn't care if she's throwing des under the bus. he would have done the same thing. ]

Edited 2014-03-01 03:25 (UTC)

[Alright, so Rafael is a great singer and all but nothing has sounded more like music to her ears than when he asks for her help. The moment only lasts a second before Vi is tightening her hold, though.

Part of her knows that it's for her own good, that they're trying to protect her, but it's so hard for her to be actually caught in the middle like this.]

Please... [She turns to look at Violet over her shoulder.] He needs me.

[Right now, she doesn't care about the senseless violence, doesn't want to decide who to pin the blame on. All she can think about is her friend who is dying right in front of her. She knows that they don't believe her, but she can feel him slipping away, can sense him fading...]

I'll be careful. I just... I need to do this. Please.

[Spike has finally recovered from his headache, so he turns around and punches Rafael in the face (atk 33, dmg 12). He doesn't like that Rafael's even considering asking Myri, let alone actually asking. But he doesn't want Des to die either. He gives Rafael a parting glare and walks over to stand in front of Myri. He doesn't... really feel the need to explain himself. There's been plenty of senseless violence all around. What's a little more?]

You don't have to. We can find another way. One that doesn't risk you. There are options, pet.

Spike! [ her shout is harsh, like wtf is wrong with you! but she turns her attention away from him quickly because there are more important things at hand. ]

Myri, no. He can heal himself, he can't die. But you can. Don't. Please. He wouldn't want you to. [ she's aware she's pleading a little, even as she loosens her grip slightly, but myri is her family. she can't lose her. ] He's immortal, you're not.

[And Elena walks into...the biggest fucking mess ever. Seriously, she's pissed, but what the fuck is wrong with you people?]

What the hell happened?

[She runs over to Des, because jesus he's a mess. She knows that Myri shouldn't heal him, not in his condition. It'll take too much out of her.]

Someone do something useful and find me a first aid kit!?

[And then she'll try to stop any bleeding with her...hands. (Treat Injury 15 to try and stabilize him).]

[finnick is definitely … team vi right now. which is good since they're also both working on restraining myri.] There are other ways, Myri. Ways that won't hurt you. [his eyes say something else — no matter how much she thinks des ~needs~ her, finnick needs her more.] Let someone else try. [diplomacy MOTHERFUCKING NAT 20; 39 total.]

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