romanticidal: (i'm afraid i'm starting to fade away)
Rafael Giovanni ([personal profile] romanticidal) wrote in [community profile] knightsoflegend2014-03-10 06:25 am

nyc ♔ all moonlight returned today



♬ 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.
isisagent: (Grin)

[personal profile] isisagent 2014-03-18 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Alright! Now it's a party! [Fort save 12 isn't much better. Archer handles his drunkenness with super-human aptitude, though - but it's clearly time to make some bad decisions! He slings an arm around Elena's waist, claps the other on Finnick's shoulder.]

Who else should we grab? Burt's gonna film it.
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[personal profile] 65 2014-03-18 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
Definitely Vi, and — [and sweet mother of jesus his eyes just happened to wander towards des making out with brad pitt (spot nat 20) and now he's fixated, mouth gaping open like a fool child. WERWATEY????????]
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[personal profile] notaroundme 2014-03-18 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Meanwhile, Elena gets a drunk-ass wisdom check of 3, so she gives zero fucks about the fact that BURT IS FILMING IT WHAT A TERRIBLE IDEA.]

I dunno. Kat might want to go?
isisagent: (Blank Stare)

[personal profile] isisagent 2014-03-18 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe she could drive us there in Des' car?

[Joking/Not Joking. She can't possibly drive any worse while intoxicated, right? Spot of 6 to notice Finnick's gawking and general total shock. lol. He might get left standing, mouth agape.]

We can NOT tell Jeanne.
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[personal profile] 65 2014-03-18 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
Well, yeah. [trying s-so hard to tear his eyes away from des's yaoi life and be part of the conversation again.] Kat wanted to go last time.
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[personal profile] notaroundme 2014-03-18 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
Not yet, though. [She might be pouting? idek.] I want to keep dancing.
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[personal profile] nothingsodivine 2014-03-18 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Across the room, Des slumps against the booth he was sitting in moments ago. Zarad's up and left now, and he makes a strangled noise that sounds like a choked groan as he runs his hands down his face and his eyes wander across the room to lock on...

fucking Finnick Odair.

oh shit.

did he see that.

WERWATEY???]
isisagent: (Grin)

[personal profile] isisagent 2014-03-18 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Alright...?

[Your dancing in standing between Archer and his dream of seeing a giant explosion.]

Finnick, stop fucking gawking at strangers, and let everyone know what's up. Me and this little lady have some dancing to do.
[And with that, he heads back to the dance floor with Elena, and a Dance Skill check of 25 - Because Archer has actually trained for this. Dancing is key for espionage, and shut up - football players learn ballet, and it probably applies to Lacrosse for all the same reasons!.]
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[personal profile] 65 2014-03-18 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not — it's — [but by the time he can get out the words, archer and elena are gone to funkytown. and he's romantically locking eyes with des. WERWATEY INDEED. guess it's time to ... find everyone else???? wtf.]
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[personal profile] notaroundme 2014-03-19 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Apparently drunk!Elena is better at dancing that sober!Elena. Seems legit to be honest (Dance 24). She pretty much throws her arms around his neck and starts bouncing to the beat, and whatever euphoria she felt the first time around is so much better right now.

Tequila is awesome.]
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[personal profile] isisagent 2014-03-20 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Tequila is dangerous . . . DANGER ZONE! After they both dance like badasses for a while (B/C Really - 25 and 24? That's got to clear at least a small circle on the dance floor, right?)]

[Archer Doesn't notice the crazy moonlight's source, but he does notice the lighting change on the dance floor it causes.]


Is that some doppel-thing, or are you just glowing right now? ...Or, am I just that drunk?
notaroundme: (beyond believing)

[personal profile] notaroundme 2014-03-20 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
[They're basically like the hottest thing there, obviously.]

Huh, what are you-

[Spot 20 total. She's looking up at screens show them and Jade follow immeditely by the source of light he's talking about, and knows exactly what the others are going to do, even if she doesn't quite figure out that it's moonlight (wisdom 15).

She stops dancing and, though the haze of booze, grabs his hand and starts to pull him off the dance floor, managing to still be dexterous as fuck (dex 21).]


Come on.