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

[romanticidal]

[ rafael comes in leaning slightly on isabella, who is still bleeding too in her ripped bizarre lacy goth get up. it's been a wild night, kids. ]

[slay]

I missed the minotaur?

[ WHINES AGGRESSIVELY. ]

[graveflowers]

Oh my god, Isabella. [ her eyes widen at the state of rafael and isabella and she literally clambers over the back to the couch to get to them (dex 22), fixing almost everyone else with a look equal parts gobsmacked and displeased. they were really bitching about her phone when people were injured? really. ] You need to sit down. The both of you.

[ she reaches out to take isabella's arm, gaze darting back and forth between them, full of worry. ] Come on.

[nothingsodivine]

[Des lowers his gun and moves to the nearest empty chair to sit down.] That was a bust, but Our Lady of Delicate Tastes here [he points at Dumage] doesn't have to deal with Blade anymore.

[He flicks open the chamber of his gun and frowns into it.] And we learned Isabella should never switch sides.

[slay]

[ buffy is busy trying not to be viscerally offended by vi's fawning over isabella and rafael when SHE IS SLICED UP FOR 50 HP OF DAMAGE AND BLEEDING TOO. THANKS BITCH. ]

[savemyself]

I am fine. See to Rafael. [ she'll sit, but she's not happy about it. ]

[graveflowers]

[ look buffy, when you burst in acting tough it's hard to imagine you being hurt, okay. plus, isabella was already kidnapped so... she got the worry first. ]

Yeah, you look fine. [ w o w she is made of sarcasm. and not listening to isabella at all! her hand settles on isabella's shoulder for a brief moment, squeezing it gently. (infuse with life +14hp) ] Anyone else hurt, get your ass on the couch, I don't exactly know how much juice I have, so we're gonna have to wing it. Come on, Italia, the rest of Team Kickass.

[romanticidal]

[ raf sits down hard on the couch as well ] I think, perhaps, a good night's rest is what I need most. I am not certain exactly what he did to me.

[slay]

[ cue worried look. buffy's clearly leaning with the urge to step towards him, but physically holding herself back. she hasn't forgotten what it felt like to have isabella's sword run through her. she rubs her shoulder, glancing away. ]

Think we could all do with sleeping this night off.

[nothingsodivine]

[Des's nat 20 wisdom check... pretty much explains why he's been sick to his stomach ever since it happened.]

He almost dusted you. If he could aim worth shit, I wouldn't have been that lucky.

[He snaps the cylinder back into place. I swear to God if I typed barrel up there, I'm going to punch myself in the face.] Bastard bleeds as well as anyone though.

[He looks up.] Well, if you wanna stay here tonight, I won't stop you.

[postergirl]

And catch God knows what sort of diseases from the 18th century? I think not.

Haven't you all got some sort of fancy penthouse, dragging all these celebrities of yours around?

[graveflowers]

[ babies :( she crouches down in front of raf and put her hands on his knees because that sure looks like a safe not wounded place. ] Why have a penthouse when you can have cockroaches.

[ never letting those fuckers go. mmm, good ol' healing for raf now. (infuse with life +16hp) she straightens up and heads to buffy, hesitating slightly before holding out a hand for buffy to take. ]

[slay]

[ buffy hesitates, looking at vi's hand. she grinds her jaw, then shifts her gaze pointedly to vi's eyes, over to rafael. she's not worried about herself; she'll heal. she always does. she's worried about him. particularly with what des just pointed out. ]

[graveflowers]

[ quietly: ] I'll go back. [ and she puts her hand on buffy's arm anyway. (infuse with life also +14hp.) but then she lets go and moves back to raf, just like she said she would. ]

[slay]

[ she nods and gives a tight, tired smile of her gratitude. it's hard. while it does rejuvenate her, it also reminds her of the gaping hole that myri's left behind. this would usually be her, rushing around to heal people. ]

[graveflowers]

[ BLAM infuse with life +20hp for italia, wow, enjoy that. trying to heal isabella again fails and she frowns, before trying again. and failing again. she rocks back on her heels and rubs her knuckles across her forehead in annoyance and helplessness. ] What I wouldn't give for it to be spring right now.

[bigbad]

Let's go back to the hotel now. [He glances at Vi. He is pretty obviously scratched up too, though he hasn't been acting like it. What's the good of being a vampire if you go around acting injured all the time?] Your juice won't do me any good... Unless you're dedicated enough to open a vein.

[nothingsodivine]

[Des looks momentarily irked by something in his own head as he continues to stare at his gun and then finally gets up and retreats to the kitchen area, returning with a pocket knife as he moves towards Spike.] Don't you even think of making a habit out of this.

[There's really nothing pleasant about watching a guy slicing open his a vein like it's no big deal. But given the bleeding hearts on this damn team, even when it comes to people who self-heal, he'd rather not feel responsible for someone else bleeding for the vampire.

#characterdevelopment???]

[postergirl]

[ dumage looks at spike

and she looks at des

and she looks at spike

and she looks at des. ]

Well. Didn't you two get close. [ yes, she is implying everything. let's see how many people we can imply des is sleeping with in one night. eyebrow quirk at spike. ]

[nothingsodivine]

Yeah, apparently I get around. Is everyone speculating on my love life tonight or what?

[65]

My view didn't leave much room for speculation.

[bigbad]

I wasn't-- [Serious. But Des is already bleeding and really, there's no reason to let it go to waste. He shrugs, ignoring Dumage's implications, and steps over to grab Des' wrist.

Yum, yum, even if it's only 3 hp.]

[nothingsodivine]

[Shut up, Spike. Des felt generous today and his ulterior motive was MAYBE YOU WILL NOT ASK HIM ANY MORE QUESTIONS. But hey, now the topic is back to that anyway.

Also somewhere between looking at Finnick like DON'T EVEN BOI and the moment he decided to bleed a vein, he forgot what he was doing and nearly JUMPS OUT OF HIS SKIN when Spike actually takes the offered risk.] Jesus. Watch the fangs. [That is definitely a full body flinch. He regrets this decision a lot. He shoots Finnick another look.] Yeah, that wasn't.

[isisagent]

Well... that's... actually making me sicker than the apartment.

Yeah, no, there's no way in hell I'm staying here to take part in this homoerotic fantasy of yours... you're not exactly my type, offense intended, and... Wait, let me finish - also I'm about ten nautical miles out of your league.

Hehe... Get it? Nautical mile? League? Anyone?

[nothingsodivine]

[Des just wants to die now.

Why does everything he does now make everyone think there's a big gay elephant in the room.

The elephant was always there.]