nyc ♔ don't want your hand this time | i'll save myself

[savemyself]

♬ going under - evanescence

WHO || Rafael, Isabella, Kat, Gar, Mark, Buffy, Spike, Elena, Archer, Des, Keijen, Dumage, Nadia [closed]
WHAT || The Knights head to Keijen Blade's NYC club, after Isabella storms off into a trap alone
WHERE || New York City, NY
WHEN || Saturday, March 15th [back dated]
HOW || Actionspam

What has already been a long, eventful night promises to end with a bang. (Maybe a literal one, if Archer has anything to say about it). The Knights' 'night off' at Burt's club was crashed by not only an actual goddess, but also included a visit from Nadia, extending an invitation on Keijen Blade's behalf to come to his club across the city that night.

They smelled an obvious trap, but their debate over how smart it may or may not be to walk into was rendered moot when an emotionally distraught Isabella, having admitted her feelings to a bewildered Rafael to no avail, ran off to the club alone.

Knowing that Blade has a particular interest in Violet, everyone agreed it's for the best she keeps her distance, and she returned to Des' apartment with Finnick and Luthir while the others headed to the address Nadia provided.

Gar, Kat, Mark, and Elena are remaining in the car as back-up, while Rafael, Buffy, Spike, Des, and Archer will be heading inside.

Comments

[coldheritage]

[ with a 26 attack, a sudden blast of invisible force strikes spike sharply, blasting him eighty feet backwards. through... the balcony railing (5 dmg). he goes sailing dramatically through the air, and crashing down into a table below (32 dmg).

nadia takes a step forward towards the broken balustrade, staring down at him with a grimace on her face as dumage's eyes widen a second before she manages to catch her cool but... is too shocked to act on her crit failed init. ]

[narcosynthesis]

[ keijen looks over at her with amusement. ] Nice touch. [ with that he flicks a hand and the doors behind him open. ] Let's see how our other friends are enjoying themselves, shall we? [ with that, he saunters out of sight. ]

[bigbad]

[Oh, bloody hell, that's the opposite of what he wanted. He groans in pain and gets up, staring up at the balcony for a moment before ducking his head down and barreling through various partyers to get to the doors (str 25). He'll come back for Dumage. If he lives long enough.]

[isisagent]

[Archer follows after him, slowly, with just a Strength of 10 to try to push his way through the people - though hopefully with gunshots going off the crowd is a little dispersed. Reloading his shotgun doesn't do anything to speed him along, either.]

Oh C'mon don't run!

Wait... Was silver werewolves, or vampires? Or both? That just seems lazy...