CHAPTER THREE ♔ what's done in the dark will be brought to the light

[wynn]

♬ god's gonna cut you down - johnny cash

WHO || The Knights
WHAT || The aftermath of Chapter 2
WHERE || London, England and variou
WHEN || Evening of June 7th --> onwards
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread.

In less than twenty-four hours, everything has turned on its head.

A Knight and her allies were kidnapped by Iscariot agents for execution in Rome, barely escaping with their lives.

A mission meant to free one Knight from the influence of a dark god succeeded - at the price of another's life.

A simple recon mission at a Keijen Blade concert nearly led to two Knights committing mind-controlled suicide in front of an eager crowd.

Several Knights went to see Draken Crombe, leader of the Church of the Lord's Humanity, speak in person, and learned just how sinister his religion's dogma is.

A call from Sir Hathaway alerted Wynn to the escape of the doppelganger from the Knight's dungeons, an escape perhaps aided by Elena Gilbert.

A demigod interrupted what might have been a simple smash and grab retrieval of an artifact.

And most horrific of all, in the middle of the night, hundreds of Shadowkind in New York City awoke, and walked in a mindless trance down to the Hudson River to drown themselves. Only the quick thinking and combined efforts of the Knights present and their allies prevented all of them from succeeding.

Beset on all sides, a dark time awaits for the Knighthood - who were already suffering from the capture of Dragon's Claw Sir Thomas Bancroft at the hands of their long time enemy Dimitris Sarandis of Andres Isle.

In times such as these, the light can be difficult to find. Hope itself seems somewhere just out of reach.

Comments

[craic]

[ He casts a slightly disappointed look after Faith and then tips a salute to Myri before looking back to Spike and Klaus. Klaus a little more curiously since apparently his hands are not good ones to be in. Mental note as he takes up a more comfortable lean, arms crossed against his chest. ]

So you're some sort of magical knights? Like King Arthur and all that?

[bigbad]

Funny story, he's actually part of this. [Though who even knows where he's gotten off to these days.]

[craic]

Course he is. [ He nods along with another chuckle, not even quite incredulous because unicorn but just sort of nonplussed. ] So this is what knights do these days? Fly about trying to stop evil gods mind controlling metal fans?

[asuma]

[With none of Archer's alcohol left, Klaus is left to raid the mini fridge as the only other alternative means venturing back outside and attempting to find an open liquor store--which may actually be difficult at the moment considering the mass suicides that just took place down the street.]

We also have parties. [Lots of them. It seemed pertinent to add that part.] Those are pretty much a constant.

[But, back to more important matters--] Can I offer either of you gentleman a drink?

[craic]

And parties? I can work with that. [ He scrapes fingers through the messy mop of his hair, scratches at the back of his skull, and flashes Klaus a smile. ] Just the one?

[ It's partly joking, and he shrugs one shoulder as he nods. ] I'll take whatever you've got in there.

[bigbad]

[Spike shrugs and nods at Klaus.] Yeah, why not. Don't need to be sober for the Q and A portion. It's not really about the parties. Least, not for those of us who are usually away on missions. More of a fighting evil sort of thing. Helping those who find themselves on the wrong side of the veil and such. Or fighting 'em, if it's necessary.

[asuma]

[Klaus tosses them both a few of the little bottles. You get what you get, bitches. Feel free to specify, while palming a couple for himself and then standing to move back towards one of the empty seats.]

He's right, where are my priorities? Fighting evil and defending the innocent, with parties. [Smile. Seriously though, Spike. Why are you downplaying the parties? They were trying to recruit this guy, weren't they?]