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]

[Wow, Spike, that is the last thing she needs right now.]

Says the guy who keeps flirting with her. [Tilting her head at Dumage.] I don't think you are in a position to judge.

[She's on edge right now, gosh. Give her a break you guys.]

How long til the cars get here?

[She's wet, and growing more unhappy by the moment as adrenaline wears off, and she wants to get the hell away from the water.]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des runs his hands through his sopping wet hair and sighs. His poor hair is going to smell like rank water for a week now.]

Maybe their brakes were cut too.

[EVER THE OPTIMIST.]

[isisagent]

Hey. Why don't you shut your dick-trap, Dracula. [Archer jeers, and throws his flask at Spike. Nat 20 improvised flask toss of doom!]

[This is so the best time for this.]

Hahaaa... Get it? dick-trap?

1/2

[nepotism]

[ it's at that point that an impressive looking stretch SUV pulls up and comes to a halt, the tinted driver's side window rolling down to reveal...

a certain dark-haired handsome dragon-blooded dude, who leans out to say with a grin: ]

Heard you had some car trouble.

[ his gaze skates across the rag-tag half-drowned looking crew and lights on kat, his smile only growing. ] Need a lift?

[shootfirst]

[ ♬ just the girl - the click five

kat's jaw drops open again and then she turns on her heel and starts up the sidewalk rapidly. ] That's it. I'm walking.

[bigbad]

[Spike raises his eyebrow at Elena. He's pretty sure Archer is just.... Proving his point here. Then he looks back at Archer. ]

Says the one who's got matching cars with our resident ponce. Or have you resolved that little crisis of identity?

[slay]

Not so fast.

[ buffy grabs kat's arm. someone has to be the hero she needs right now ok. it's for your own good, kat. she turns to smile at fred in greeting and corrects kat's manners. ]

What she meant to say was "yes, lift. Lift is good."

[nepotism]

[ kat makes a little high pitched whining sound as buffy grinds her to a halt. no mom, no. ]

Hey Buff. [ he grins and jerks a thumb at the back ] Plenty of room for everybody.

[slay]

Missed you. [ she says it jovially while strong arming kat up towards the car. ] I woulda called, but ... you know. [ she gives a little roll of her eyes. ] Hope you didn't burn down the castle since we've been gone.

[shootfirst]

He was probably too busy getting half the castle sent to the infirmary.

[slay]

That must be what I've been missing. 'Cause the last time I was here, I wiped the floor with King Arthur. [ she won't let kat bring this mood down ok. she's aggressively fighting the awkward by engaging them both in the same conversation, looking up to fred. ] How's the Once and Future Loser doing?

[nepotism]

Don't ask me. He took off to some other cell or to who knows where... probably seeing the world. I guess he's got a lot to catch up on. He'll be back some day.

[notaroundme]

[Elena presses her lips together.] Can we...talk on the way back please?

[She really does not want to be here anymore. Nope.]

[nepotism]

Course! Look at me, yapping away.

Everybody in, let's get this party on the road.

[slay]

[ CLIMBIN' ON INTO THE PARTY VAN. ]