Zatanna Zatara (
cigam) wrote in
knightsoflegend2014-04-14 08:32 pm
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kansas ♔ you have too much fun breaking all the rules

WHO || Gus, Zatanna, Adam, Dawn, Dimitri [closed]
WHAT || The Knights investigate a multiple homicide that seems linked to ritualistic magic use, in backwater Kansas
WHERE || Black Bottom Ridge, Kansas
WHEN || April 8th [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam or prose
Know what's even worse than Kansas? Kansas after a long winter that just won't die. Everything is creepy and flat and the grass is struggle-bussing its way back to life, and the trees are still skeletal, which just lends an eerie semblance to everything as they drive by. Drive by with a U-Haul attached to the back of her their rented vehicle, because they're bringing a fucking bear along. Luckily Gus was able to coax her into this arrangement, but man, I would not to be the one to draw the short straw opening the doors to that trailer when they arrive.
It only took a single stop at a crappy diner for Zatanna to get someone to spill the whereabouts of the survivor of the night they're looking into: she's being kept at a hospital in the nearest actual city. Zee drops off Adam, Dimitri, and Gus near the crime scene, and takes Dawn with her to go see what they can learn from the girl (after telling Gus to behave).

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[Rather than charge in just the three of them against six enemies. They'll be stronger as a group.]
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[Because he heard Gus saying they'd send someone back to get the girls when they arrived, but that seemed ... really fucking stupid to him when there are six rape cats on the loose. Plus standing at the edge of a field/the woods seemed pointless as hell just to backtrack when the ladies showed up.]
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SERIOUS TAGS FOR SERIOUS PEOPLE ON A SERIOUS MISSION. ]
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FINE, ZEE AND DAWN ARRIVE FINALLY YAYY and she is just gonna stand there when she gets out of the car and look at y'all for a moment, arms folded. ] I'm glad to see you're all finding time to enjoy yourselves on this mission.
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[Since one or more of them are actually people?? Nevermind that Adam doesn't currently have a gun with him. It seemed like something that was important enough to justify clarification in advance for the people who did ok.]
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There's no time to waste. There are screams coming from inside.
[And he's...already moving toward the house rather purposefully.]
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doesn't want to get left in the dustwants to keep up with the group. He hears that shit now too (listen 14). Dimitri can take point, he ain't even mad about it.]no subject
even if it looks like glowbug. ]
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He doesn't even try and open the door, instead kicking it open with a booted foot (str nat 20).]
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Given the screams and sounds and weird flashes of light? This is probably an overly hopeful thought. ]
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dimitri kicks open the door into the kitchen, and finds another large blood stain on the tiled floor in front of him - as well as the remains of the body of a flannel-wearing farmer, also being munched on by another hideous cat-monster. its tentacles twitch as it chews through muscle and bone, and then looks up at them with terrible, glowing eyes. ]
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dimitri would see, and adam might glimpse, that there's someone about three-quarters of the way up the staircase between the kitchen and the dining room, visible between the wooden bars. the man looks vaguely like a young sting, if sting had had a few dozen cases of gin, with hair the color of dried straw, a long beige trenchcoat over a white shirt, and a thin black tie. he seems to have been the source of the flare, because he's holding up one hand that's got a bright light emanating from it, which seems to have temporarily blinded the extra large displacer beast crouched on the bottom few steps, snarling with closed eyes. in his other hand, he holds up what looks like some kind of scroll, and he's chanting off from it in a language that sounds vaguely like latin, but not quite. he looks up when the door is kicked open and stops chanting for half a second-- at which point, the beast shakes off its stupor, and snaps out a giant paw, shredding the scroll in half with its claws.
the cigarette he'd been artfully clenching between his teeth in the corner of his mouth and murmuring around falls to the steps as he mutters: ] Bollocks.
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