london ♔ as the winter winds litter london with lonely hearts

[wynn]

♬ winter winds - mumford and sons

WHO || Wynn, Buffy, Spike, Finnick, Myri, Violet, Des, Luthir, Anastacia, Faith, Gar, Kat, Mark, Tia, Archer, Rafael
WHAT || Following Vi and Luthir's wedding, plans unfurl to help free Vi from the grasp of Malaak'a...
WHERE || The castle/various
WHEN || June 7th, 2014
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread.

The wedding is a welcome respite from the trauma that's been haunting the castle lately, but after the evening of escaping from their cares (mostly...) passes, they're left to face the harsh reality of what waits on the other side.

Dimitris Sarandis desires the Talisman team to come to Andres, and it seems that Wynn means to answer his demands, if only to gather some intelligence by sending the team in. Before they can do this, however, they seek to finally break the influence that the dark Malaak'a, drow god of nightmares has held over Violet for the past year. It seems that Keijen Blade has offered a warning to some of the Knights in their dreams, however: that following through with this plan, offered to them by the elven goddess of dreams Sehanine and her daughter Eterna Jade, will end in blood. Unwilling to watch anyone die for her, Violet was quick to protest following through, and her wedding night was darkened by pleas from her husband Luthir, who convinced her to go through with it.

Her friends are still uncertain of her decision, so they plan to discuss it with her today.  Wynn, however, will be calling together those going to New York for two separate missions:  to help Violet with the aid of Des' unicorn friend, Nick, and to gather further intelligence on Keijen Blade.   It seems as good a place to discuss matters as any...

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CLOSED ♔ raf, des, buffy

[romanticidal]

[ time to woman trap des, yep. operation des on a disney leash springs into action the next morning, when rafael calls des and asks him to ride with him and buffy to the airport to ~tell him goodbye~ b/c the three of them are dating.

rafael's limo pulls up with him and buffy in front of the hotel des told raf he was staying at last night: which is... actually the ritz. .___. no really. The Ritz. rafael leans to stare out the window at where des is hanging out on the steps, eyebrows climbing up incredulously. ]

... I will admit, I was surprised this was his choice when he told me.

[slay]

He— But—[ buffy leans over rafael to look out his window. it's very romantic. she turns to look at him, remaining in this leaned-across space. ] His house is a shoe box. Not like a nice one, either, like one that you fill with sand and bugs to make a biome.

[nothingsodivine]

[Des walks up to the limo with his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket and opens the door to the limo before the driver can come and do it for him.

He sliiides on in and yawns.]

What're you two gawking at?

[romanticidal]

Your very fancy accommodations, as it were. [ you get to sit... across from buffael i guess, des. yay limos. ]

[slay]

I hope you have a good explanation for your choice in hotels, or I might start wondering who let the doppelganger out of the dungeon.

[nothingsodivine]

It's Zarad's hotel. I don't book his hotel reservations. [Seriously, guys. Seriously.]

[romanticidal]

He owns the hotel? [ #lostintranslation moments with rafael giovanni ]

[slay]

That's ... what he said. [ awkward. she nods, patting rafael's knee like it's ok sweetie you keep being dumb. she turns back to des. ] I thought he was a professional gambler. Why does he own a hotel? No, wait, better question—how does he own a hotel? [ that explains why they let des in tho ... ]

[nothingsodivine]

It's the hotel he's staying at.

[Very. Slowly.] But he probably could buy the hotel if he wanted to. Or win it in a goddamned poker game.

[He throws his arms out across the seat.]

[romanticidal]

Last I checked, most people do not play for hotels. [ he would balk at your boyfriend's richitude more if he wasn't also... pretty fucking rich. #assassinpopstar ]

[slay]

[ oh. well that makes more sense and makes her way less astounded at zarad’s wealth ok when you automatically react over the top, the reality is less staggering. ]

Really? I didn’t take you for trophy wife. [ says the girl who just spent like five minutes halfway in an italian assassin popstar’s lap nbd. ]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des's expression could not be more scathing.]

Yeah, I'm the queen of his castle. Don't flatter yourselves. I know this isn't about me seeing you off. [(wis 20 total)] I love you both- I do. I really, really do, but I know a set-up when I see one. What's going on?

[romanticidal]

We simply... meant to have a word with you. About what is surely coming soon.

briefing ♔ everyone who signed up for unicornfest and/or blade timez

[wynn]

[ that same morning, wynn calls everyone together to talk about... new york missions. ain't nobody got time for two briefings and since you're all dealing with the same sort of shit, it's one giant lump of mission briefing. deal with it. wynn is already here, along with anastacia and tia, when the first one of you arrives, and he looks deeply contemplative.

gar, kat, jack, and mark are getting ready to head out for gar's convention shit, so they aren't here, but dumage is in attendance. it's probably to nobody's surprise that elena isn't here, since she hasn't exactly been in a very... mission ready state of mind lately, and buffy will be late b/c she's busy having threesomes in a limousine.

THE REST OF YOU FUNNEL IN K THANX. ]

[65]

[HERE'S FINNICK. STROLLING IN. TAKING A SEAT. ready to do this thing.

this was a tag.]

[graveflowers]

[ funneling. with funnel cake. no, she has funnel cake and if anyone tries to take from her, she might bite them. she doesn't look well rested. she flops down in a seat and pulls her legs up so she can rest her plate between her knees and her chest. skills, she's got 'em. ] Hiya boss. Hello, my marble Adonis. [ that's you, finnick. ]

[witchwoman]

[No one was very surprised that Myri heads on in with Finnick and Vi. She's nervous about doing anything fieldworky again, but if there was ever a cause to make her get over her trauma? It's helping the people she cares about. She takes a seat and waits for all the mission deets.]

[65]

Vi. [he nods at her, taking myri's hand as she sits down. THEY'RE OBVIOUSLY SITTING TOGETHER.]

[luthir]

[ move it peasants, luthir is here too x( and gonna sit on the other side of vi, nodding to wynn as they come in. ]

[graveflowers]

[ while they're waiting.... vi passes her fried dough to myri. because sisters. this is a surprise to all of you, i know. cray cray. ]

[isisagent]

[Archer walks in, pretty much on time, and with donuts - He's pretty happy to be heading back into the field, off-time makes him broody... Still - It's fucking Saturday, Wynn]

What better way to make a Saturday feel like a fucking Monday than a meeting, eh?

[He just slides the donuts into the middle of the table, after snagging his choice first, then nods and grins at Myri and sneakily takes a nip from his flask before wolfing the pastry down.]

[witchwoman]

[This is the first time Myri has had funnel cake because I... just decided. These are very important things to note. Om nom sugar. Also she's going to rip a piece and sneak it to Finnick. They have to keep their spirits up somehow okay.]

Hello, Archer. [She says as the man makes his entrace.]

[65]

Archer. [he probably eats it out of her hand because they're one of those gross cute couples. and then he'll take a donut from the middle of the table. sweet tooth game can't be tamed.]

[moonheart]

[ there's a clicking of sharp nails skittering on the floor and faith o'keefe comes in, chasing a very fluffy little dog ] Hopper! Come back! [ it goes skidding under the table, and starts running through all y'all's legs as she frantically tries to circle it to catch the thing. ]

[isisagent]

[Nomming his doughnut, he looks from Finnick, to Myri.. Vi, Faith, and Elf-boy - and despite being pissed that he's probably getting dog hair on his suit somehow right now - he just can't resist;]

[He nods at them all, and mouth half-full says;]

'Mornin ladies.
[That's what ya get for never calling, Finnick.]