nyc ♔ all moonlight returned today

[romanticidal]

♬ shining star - jump5

WHO || Rafael, Isabella, Burt, Kat, Gar, Mark, Luthir, Buffy, Spike, Finnick, Violet, Elena, Archer, Des [closed]
WHAT || Burt invites everyone to celebrate their victory at the trial at the opening of his new nightclub in NYC
WHERE || New York City, NY
WHEN || Saturday, March 15th [forward dated]
HOW || Actionspam

It's over. After months of being sidelined by the trial of their friend Rafael, the Knights are finally free to return to England and see what headway the Dragon's Claws have made on discovering the location of the Talisman they seek.

But not everyone is so free to return. The consequence of getting Burt's assistance in disentangling Finnick from his contract and super-stardom was an ironclad agreement that allows Burt to sink his claws fully into Rafael's career. Considering that Burt knows their secret identity, non-disclosure agreement or not, the executive's renowned moral gray-itude doesn't exactly make it seem like a great plan to back out on the compromise.

They've at least been able to put off their goodbyes for a few days since the end of the trial, as Burt invited all of them to New York City for the opening of his brand new nightclub. Some of them flew out, while Archer and Des presumably drove their matching El Caminos cross-country in the days between. But now they've all met again in the Big Apple, for a celebration - and farewell of sorts.

Comments

[graveflowers]

Except Archer actually has good taste. Maybe he'll put you in a tactical turtleneck. [ just laying down on this poof now. ] Is there champagne and strawberries up in this place or is at just in Pretty Woman?

[rationalizes]

[ ♬ why not - hilary duff

as kat makes a horrified face at the imagery, gar stifles a laugh and relents. ] Oh, very well. I suppose it can't hurt.

[ satisfied, katya gives her a few dresses and sends her packing into the dressing room, as kat looks mournfully in burt's direction across the store, where he has rafael trying on a white suit that is not him whatsoever. ]

[slay]

[ he and buffy would match is that wonderful or awful. she glances across the store at rafael and then back at the dress in her hands and decides to go ahead and bring it into a dressing room anyway, shouting over the wall. ]

That's more like it!

[shootfirst]

I'd say wish me luck but I basically shot myself in the foot on this one so... [ she squares her shoulders... and marches off to go bother burt, as isabella emerges in a gorgeous red number. ]

[bigbad]

[Hot damn. Spike had been vaguely watching Buffy choose her outfit, but when Isabella comes out, he turns towards her and grins appreciatively.]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des has finally been shoved into a dressing room to try on an entire suit and clearly the sales associate is just REALLY INVESTED in her job, because when he comes staggering out again with his tie undone, he looks a little startled.]

Honey, I'm flattered, but I can get it myself.

[He looks damn hot though]

[graveflowers]

Damn son. How are we all so pretty...? [ haha she is so glad though that no one is making her try the dress on because she don't wanna. ]

[savemyself]

I suppose this will do. [ she looks at the price tag, which is like... nine-thousand dollars. and seems okay with that. ]

[rationalizes]

[ when gar comes out, she's wearing a blue-green low-cut number and katya has fussed her hair up and back. she's ushered in front of the mirror in her heels and stares at herself. ] ... Oh my.

[nothingsodivine]

[Des fusses with his tie a bit and looks up when Gar comes out, only to return to his tie, and then doubletake. Damn girl.]

Excuse me, ma'am, we seem to be missing our librarian- maybe you've seen her.

[notaroundme]

[Elena's eyes widen.]

Whoa.

[Gar looks hot. She's not even sure how to process this.

So she'll go...try on a few dresses instead.]

[rationalizes]

I should hardly think you have much room left to speak, Mr. Descant. [ it's been awhile since she's pulled that one out. let her enjoy it. ] It seems you clean up quite well after all. [ mark comes out behind her in a perfectly fit dark blue suit that looks hella fine, fixing the cuffs with an expert touch. ]

[slay]

[ the hype brings buffy out of the dressing room, in the white dress she'd selected. her eyes grow large at the sight of gar. ] They're not kidding. You look amazing. We gotta do dress-up more often.

[nothingsodivine]

[Des rolls his eyes in Gar's general direction as he gets his tie straightened out.]

If we do, I don't recommend wearing white again. Tonight may go well, but I don't expect that good luck's gonna hold.

[Buffy if a fight breaks out, you're gonna look like Carrie at the prom in that...]

[slay]

For once in my life, I'd like to not plan for worst-case-scenario violence. [ AKA SHUT UP DES NO ONE ASKED YOU. ]

[notaroundme]

[Meanwhile, Elena comes back out wearing this.]

[graveflowers]

And to the surprise of no one, Elena blows us all out of the water. [ she finally gets off her ass to tell mark he looks super hot, wow, and see what luthir is up to. ]

[bigbad]

[Meanwhile, Spike has finally let them bully him into a dressing room and comes out wearing this. He wanders in front of a mirror that's not... all that helpful for a vampire, rolls his eyes, and wanders over to the others.]

I look a right ponce, right?

[shootfirst]

[ luthir is so lost rn, halp girlfrand. halp.

the sound of clacking heels behind them alerts them to kat's approach. she's squeezed into a curve hugging, low-cut, very short zebra print dress, but she's accessorized it with a cane at least. which she swings menacingly when anyone turns to look at her. ]

Anyone says one word, I start busting shins.

[nothingsodivine]

Pretty sure you need a top hat to put on the Ritz, Tex.

[He fears not for his shins. To Spike, he just grins cheekily.] Nice pinstripes. The pink really sets 'em off.

[graveflowers]

[ vi selects a basic black suit with a waistcoat that has a little detail and shoves him toward a dressing room. need help? wanna make out? just... saying. but she does glance over her shoulder at kat. ] Its like camouflage in the urban jungle.

[shootfirst]

[ do you think this is a game

without hesitation she lashes out with the cane towards des' legs but she's so unused to heels that she slips... and falls on her ass, unless someone can romantically catch her. ] For FUCK sake!

[nothingsodivine]

[DES GOT A NAT 20 REFLEX SAVE, so he grabs Kat by the arm to pull her back to her feet.

Totally romantic.]

Maybe you oughta try walking before you try swinging, sharpshooter.

[notaroundme]

[Apparently everyone ever forgot how to walk. Failboat is in prime form tonight, ladies and gentleman.]

You okay, Kat?

[shootfirst]

Can it, smartass. [ well now she at least got a 23 to sock him, hard, on the chest (6 dmg). I think that's a yes, elena. ]