nyc --> london ♔ and as the vision fades | i'll say i was blinded by your eyes

[postergirl]

♬ It Happens All the Time - Depeche Mode

WHO || Failboat, Des, Rafael, Isabella, Burt, and more~ [closed]
WHAT || The Knights finally say their goodbyes and head back to the castle
WHERE || NYC hotel; flight to London; London, England
WHEN || March 16th
HOW || Actionspam or prose

What was supposed to be a night to unwind wound up with a confrontation between Failboat and Keijen Blade that didn't exactly go the way the team was hoping for. However, in the process, they at least managed to get Isabella back and extract Dumage from her long term undercover assignment.

The remainder of the night is spent back at the hotel, recuperating, in order to catch the flight back to London the next morning. This also means saying goodbye to those who will be going back to Chicago: Isabella, Burt, and Rafael.

Comments

[notaroundme]

Oh.

[Blink. And more silence. Because welp. Yep.]

[graveflowers]

Why, exactly, is this a big deal? [ REALLY PEOPLE. she is judging all y'all. except finnick. and des. ]

[rationalizes]

I would think that's, er, Mr. Descant's private... business.

[notaroundme]

It isn't. I just feel...stupid for...asking, I guess.

[Or something.]

I wasn't...in the middle of anything was I?

[This is fucking awkward.]

[nothingsodivine]

No. It was a- I was drunk and he's-

[Des bites down on his tongue and points at Gar.] You know what, listen to her. She's got the right idea. And for the record, Spike, I was checking my hotel reservations.

[He even turns his phone around so Spike can see. It's... hotels.com or some shit.

Like wow. All this happened... because Des wanted to make sure he didn't lose his hotel room.]

[postergirl]

[ ... ] Well.

You lot have been busy while I've been away, haven't you? [ have the smuggest smirk, des. ]

[bigbad]

[Spike looks super amused right now. He doesn't give a shit, he's just mocking because he likes to mock.]

Why're you staying in a hotel? There are plenty of extra rooms in the castle.

[graveflowers]

Seriously. We're in a recession, yo. Why waste the money?

[nothingsodivine]

Yeah, and if I have any trysts, you'll have something else to interrogate me about.

[HE IS BITTER ABOUT EVERYONE KNOWING WHO HE SUCKED FACE WITH OKAY.

Not that he... plans on having trysts.]

[rationalizes]

I'm certain no one here means to poke fun. [ DO YOU HEAR THAT PEOPLE. 8| stern librarian face. as she pushes the door open and holds it for everyone. ] Wynn would love to have you come with us. We would love to have you come with us.

[shootfirst]

Going a little overboard on the hospitality train there, Gar. [ they head on inside and i just redid the description of this place here and i'm lazy so just go read the top post. that's it. that's the place. ] Oooo. [ kat goes to flop down on the piano bench, where she launches into an atrocious rendition of chopsticks. ]

[nothingsodivine]

Fine. So long as he doesn't start shoving informational pamphlets under my door.

[Seriously, he's not joining the knights. Everyone should stop trying to make fetch happen.

He shoves his phone in his pocket and stares at Kat, before shaking his head. God, you people.]

[nosdacariad]

[ mark goes and leans on the piano with a smartass grin at kat. ] Let me guess. You were taking lessons from Rafael.

[postergirl]

[ dumage takes one look around at the oversaturation of dragon and arthurian decor, blinks, and then turns around on her heel promptly. ] I need a cigarette. [ she digs around in her purse and frowns, coming up empty, before turning to spike once he gets inside. ] Have a smoke I can borrow, darling?

[bigbad]

Course. [He digs around in his coat pocket and pulls out a battered box of smokes. He tosses them to Dumage with a grin.]

[postergirl]

[ she catches them expertly with a smile of her own ] Brilliant. [ and then happily pops off outside to enjoy one as gar starts filling out the paperwork to sign out cars for their return trip. ]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des paces restlessly, about as impressed with the dragon decor as Dumage was.]

Does he ever let up on the dragon motif?

[shootfirst]

Have you met Wynn? He's sort of Mr. Extremes.

[nothingsodivine]

Ohhhh I've met him. Believe me. [And his sardonic, mocking tone suggests that those meetings were meetings he'd rather forget. It's not that he doesn't like Wynn- he respects the hell out of him. He just... doesn't like the idea of being a knight.]

[nosdacariad]

I think it's kinda nice. Lets us know we're among friends.

[nothingsodivine]

[hah hah. that's funny coming from you, mark. des gives him a SERIOUSLY?? look that could be a "wow you're cheesy" or a "i have not forgotten you, ashley katchadourian" look.]

[graveflowers]

Go big or go home. [ rifling around in her bag, she pulls out a bag of m&m's to munch on while they wait. ]

[shootfirst]

[ kat slides off the piano bench, digging in her coat pocket ] Dammit, Dumage, now I just want a smoke. See you outside, peeps. [ and she'll slip out the door too. ]

[bigbad]

[Honestly, between talking about Wynn's dragon boner and hanging out outside and smoking, there's really not much question about which Spike would rather do. He stalks off after Kat and Dumage.] I'll be outside too.

[nothingsodivine]

[One by one, the npcs (and Spike) wander off. That bodes well........]

I think I might take up smoking, actually.

[OFF HE GOES. tbh he doesn't want to be in here when it occurs to Archer he made out with a dude.]