london ♔ this is a bad town for such a pretty face

[wynn]

WHO || Wynn, Val'drin, Helen, Francesca, Eric, Lila,  Tia, Grant Peterson, Audrey Peterson, Peter Jayson, various others [closed]
WHAT || A mission gets personal when a cult takes a member of the Knights hostage
WHERE || London, England
WHEN || April 2nd, 10:30 AM  [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam or prose

This is exactly the kind of mess that the Knights like to avoid, and having two missions become very public spectacles in the course of less than a year is not doing much to keep Wynn's hair from turning... oh, wait.

It's already a media circus when the team flies out there in a helicopter that carries Francesca, Eric, Tia, and Lila. Across the street, Wynn has usurped the top floor of an office building to keep an eye on the situation. He watches the screens broadcasting the video taken by the three going on with a tense eye, along with Val'drin and Helen, who are here to consult. Below, the police have blockades of cars, officers, and police line keeping the civilians and reporters back, under orders of Chief of Police Jared O'Keefe.

The Bell 212 chopper hovers for a minute above the building, enough so that Eric can toss a long rope down to dangle over the top floor balcony in the southeast corner. He looks back over his shoulder at Lila, giving her an encouraging but grim nod, and then pulls his SWAT helmet on and grasps the rope, turning around and then hopping back as he slides down. (climb 12) the dc is 10 to climb down, and you are allowed to "take 10" (assume a roll of 10) if you don't have a negative strength score.

Comments

[valdrin]

Presuming either of those are even what she was after. It could have been any of these.

[socialgraces]

How do we determine what it is she was after?

[daredtobelieve]

[Helen looks thoughtful for a moment, mulling over what Val'drin has brought up.]

Two artifacts missing that are from the same location and century? And both surrounding a concept of food- or lack thereof. Perhaps I've been doing this too long, but I'm not much of a believer of coincidence.

[sirstickuphisass]

It's not enough to go on. [ eric looks between the group ] Everybody else realizes that too, right? We're going to be taking stabs in the dark completely, unless we can get a hold of Mrs. Petersen, or one of those artifacts, or Nicholas St. Andrew.

[bittersweeter]

It's not like she left a forwarding address when she peaced out and Nicholas St. Andrew probably isn't someone you can just look up in the phone book under "scheming mastermind catering to bitter trophy wives". [ so yes, eric, valid point. ] But what else can we do?

[daredtobelieve]

Could we search her things? [Helen turns her attention back to Grant.] We need some sort of inkling where she might have gone to meet with the people she's working with. I know this is a lot to take in at once, but we don't have much time.

[antiquaria]

Audrey is not a trophy wife, she's my partner in every thing we do here.

[ anyway. he scrubs a hand through the back of his hair. ] Of-- of course. You can look all you need.

[daredtobelieve]

[Walking by, Helen reaches out to touch Grant's arm gently, hoping to impart some comfort as she peaces out to go rifle through his wife's shit. Anyone is welcome to join her. (navigate 21 if necessary to find a relevant room??? and search 22 for trying to find blue's clues.)]

[bittersweeter]

[ lila doesn't give an iota of a fuck. partners don't just turn on each other the way audrey did, her husband was deluding himself.

but maybe lila is just bitter. cassel's girlfriend while lila was stuck as a cat? audrey.

she gives eric a look like what do boss before deciding whatever he does or says means go with helen. best squire in all the land. anywho her search is 20 total. ]

[sirstickuphisass]

[ by the time they're all done tearing the place apart, they're sure of one thing:

audrey petersen is a damn smart woman, who knows better than to keep incriminating shit lying around. they don't find a single shred of evidence that might help them figure out where to go next. eric paces angrily across the room, rubbing his mouth with his hand, before slamming it down on the desk ] Now what.

[bittersweeter]

I have literally no idea.

[ literally. and this girl can pull plans out of her ass. she's just... completely at a loss with what to do with the absolutely nothing to go on. ]

[daredtobelieve]

I'm afraid I'm running out of ideas myself. [She was hoping that they'd come up with something, no matter how small.]

They've left no trail. We don't know what they were after. If anyone has a suggestion on where to turn next, the floor is yours.

[telekinection]

Maybe we can try to track down someone who knows more about the Children of Chaos. Someone who might be able to give us more information on what they might be after.

[bittersweeter]

Aside from... chaos. [ lila, stop, you are not contributing to this conversation with your sass. ]

[socialgraces]

What about attempting a scrying spell? We have most of her belongings at our disposal. It's at least worth a try. [ also, they can look into this children of the chaos crap not standing here in the mansion (most likely) and the weight of failure is giving her a tension everywhere-ache, so can they leave now. please?

but she's not insensitive enough to ask out loud and instead just looks over to val'drin, expecting him to read her mood. ]

[daredtobelieve]

A viable option. I'm not sure if any of us here have the capability? [Glancing at Tia bc she's the only one who might???] But we could always return to the London office to seek out additional resources.

[telekinect]

I think the next step will be Wynn's decision. We've done everything we can here. [ she turns to look at grant ] And I think you'd better come with us. Wynn's going to have questions for you too.

[daredtobelieve]

[Helen nods to Wynn and will start to usher them back to the hotel room like the good mother hen that she is.]