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

[ex_psionic439]

[Adam moves inside once the two guards have bolted down the stairs. Without wasting any time, he immediately moves over to the air traffic control operator and claps a hand on the man's shoulder.]

Some serious shit is about to go down. You need to ground all flights right now.

[He concentrates on psionically charming the man, but apparently this fucker plays nothing but brain games on his DS because his nat 20 will save sure as fuck means he ain't buyin' what Adam's selling him.]

SECURITY!!

[Yeah, they're totally fucked and this night will be spent in jail whoops.]

[killingtodeath]

Security is kind of tied up right now. There's some maniac with a sword down there. You can take your chances out there, or you can play nice with us.

What we're asking? It's important. And it's not like we can actually do anything destructive by grounding the planes. If we wanted to hurt somebody, we'd be asking you to have them take off. So maybe just stop screaming your head off for two seconds and think about how the three of us don't really look like much, but we must be, right? No one would be that stupid to come in without some sort of plan of attack. Are you really interested in risking that just to delay some flights for a few hours? Is that really worth it to you to chance? [Diplomacy 22 to match Lydia's bluff. I can't even make up how this shit happens.]

[twinfucker]

[When security comes out, Jaime is holding his sword in front of him cautiously, staring at the car like it might be a threat. He does not share the bluff/diplomacy skills Lydia and Stiles have, though, cause he's... a little too relaxed looking to be believable (bluff 7).]

Stay back! It may not be dead yet!

[immuno]

[ Well, one of them bought it. He looks to the other like Is this guy serious?? Unfortunately, the other has half a brain in his head, and just slaps his coworker on the arm, drawing his gun. The other mimics the gesture, and they aim at Jaime.

Identify yourself!

[ Upstairs, nat 20-chan rolled a fucking 19 this time. DS Brain Games work, apparently, that shit is telepathy hooked on phonics. Luckily, Stiles still wins that fight. It seems pretty reasonable to claim—after all, they'd have come in shooting if they were terrorists. He leans in, flipping a few switches, and pulls the microphone closer. ]

Attention all personnel. Flights have been grounded due to averse weather conditions until further notice. Incoming flights are asked to detour to Gatwick.

[ For those in the audience, the weather is ... fucking fine. Some chatter comes in over the radio of complaining and dissenting pilots. He looks back at them. ]

That won't last long. What's this about?

[ Lydia smiles cheekily, stepping forward to pull his headset off and put it on herself. ]

Why don't you let us worry about that? Take a load off. We're just trying to keep everyone safe. [ Charm 21 vs 17 will save. He sliiiides back in his chair and lets her at the control deck. ]

[ex_psionic439]

[So apparently Stiles wasn't kidding when he said they could handle it. I guess that's five points to both Slytherin and Hufflepuff, and none for Ravenclaw. Yeah, Adam's keeping track. I guess that makes Jaime Gryffindor? (unsure)

But as effective as them talking to nat-20-chan was for the moment, Adam wasn't going to feel comfortable dipping out unless this air traffic control operator was officially a member of team help keep them all out of jail. Which meant getting in his head.]

Help them with whatever they need. [I guess the operator in question was too busy staring at Lydia's tits because his combined will save and +5 bonus of knowing what was up only added to 13, and that ain't enough to keep Adam out this time. At least this way he wouldn't be asking a million questions and potentially doubting their story.]

I'm gonna go find Lila and her boyfriend. [Unless there was anything else he is gonna head off to do that.]

[twinfucker]

[Jaime is totally Gryffindor. It's a lion obsession thing.

Meanwhile downstairs, Jaime shoots the other two men a look.] Ser Barristan Selmy. [He sounds a bit more believable this time (bluff 13) as he turns cautiously towards them.] Who are you? And what is this strange place?

[killingtodeath]

I'll keep in touch. [Stiles call out after Adam. He means with his thoughts. You're now going to be privy to the brainwaves of an attention deficient teenage boy in a room with the girl he has the hots for. Jesus Christ, Adam. You should have stayed home today.]

Where're the cameras? [Their new best friend will show them the way, probably.] You got things in here while I go get this sorted? [They still had to get the word out that this was a bomb threat, right? That was the other part of the plan other than wipe the security tapes so that they didn't go to jail? All of that is probably thought out to Adam btw. With some sprinkled in quick mentions of how pretty Lydia's hair is or some shit.


MEANWHILE. OUTSIDE. I rolled Jaime's guards' sense motive and he got a six. oh and the other one got a 10. I can read. there are two of them. SO WELCOME TO LONDON.]

Jesus. Calm down, Barry. My name's Tom. [Grumbling to himself] I don't get paid enough for this shit- Look, put the sword down and I'll get someone to explain everything.

[immuno]

As long as you can erase us from those tapes, I can keep the planes grounded.

[ She invites herself to the air traffic controller's chair, turning to glimpse his nametag—Mark. Okay, Mark. She spins back towards the switch boards and scoots forward. With her computer use check of 26, she's got this shit on lock. Adam is probably picking up considerable vibes of Lydia's self-satisfaction rn. She moves from one channel to the next. ]

Hi! Yeah, I know he didn't give you a lot of information. We think he might have come down with something, but my name's Linda, and I'll take care of it from here. [ bluff 28 omg she's scary rn. ] We've been experiencing some equipment malfunctions due to increased magnetism. We've been advised to put all planes on the ground until we can be sure it's not Eldritch activity of some kind coming through the Veil, and we thank you for your patience.

[killingtodeath]

[Stiles takes his sweet time finding the security camera hub (spot 8), which I imagine is in like... another room nearby or something. He... might have knocked something over on his way too because he's a graceful swan. But at least when he plops his ass in the chair and gets to work, he actually comes to play (computer use 23). Just going to casually erase the fact that they were ever here from the tapes. Lalala.]

[twinfucker]

Who will you be getting? I demand answers now! [Just in case these answers are otherwise gonna come with going back into the tower. Better he keep distracting them a while longer.]

[immuno]

[ Lydia continues to work the system like a pro, intercepting calls from incoming planes and diverting them to other airports near London. Stiles is doing a gr8 job erasing them off the tapes, and can also spot Lila in the terminal. ]

Adam—where are we with Lila's end of things? Have you found Elena yet?

[ That out-loud thought was actually intentional. Annnnd probably about 50% intended to drown out Stiles' aggressively loud opinion of Lydia's beautiful curly red hair, let's be honest.

Downstairs, one of the guards holsters his weapon and approaches Jaime with a pacifying hand. The other starts back up into the tower. ] We're working on it, champ. They don't teach patience where you're from? Just cool your heels, he'll be back in a minute. You're in London.

[ex_psionic439]

We haven't found shit. There are only three terminals they can be at and I'm not sensing any suspicious thoughts. [I think this whole thing is a bust, basically.]

[twinfucker]

[Uh oh. One of the guards is leaving. I'll try to keep him here.]

Hold, ser! Stay back from the building! [He raises his sword threateningly (intimidate 14).]

[killingtodeath]

[Meanwhile, as Stiles works he might be accidentally mentally humming his own hold music. doo da doo doo dee da doo doo. bah dah doo dee da doo. Adam, why would you think this was a good idea to conference call them all together.

At least it's helping him focus to get shit done???]

[immuno]

[ well, fucking great.

lydia keeps the communication headset on, moving for the door and pulling the chair over to barricade it. granted, it's ... a rolling office chair. ]

Stiles!!

[ don't mind her vaguely panicking around the door, searching for something that she can use to better barricade it with a search of 22. meanwhile, outside, the guard stops at jaime's threat (will save 11). he looks down from halfway up the stairs, and the other guard takes that as a prompt to demand what the hell is going on. ]

Why would he do that?

[ex_psionic439]

[Meanwhile Adam is just like Jesus fucking Christ I thought you all said you could handle it. And why the fuck are we all listening to this crappy elevator music?? Yeah he is definitely regretting this aspect of the plan.]

Do you need me to double back? [He was literally standing in line with Lila and her boyfriend at Starbucks--not that he was going to ... advertise that right now. Unless he did on accident (unsure).]

[twinfucker]

No. Keep searching for the doppelgangers. That's more important.

[He advances on the guards again.]

It may not be safe, and you've no armor. [Bluff 8. HE'S STRUGGLING A LITTLE.] Best stay back here, or at the very least let me go first.

[ex_psionic439]

They're not here. [Like, really. They were in line for Starbucks there wasn't shit going on over here...

And there goes Lila. And her boyfriend. Yep, they were doubling back now.] We're on our way.

[immuno]

[ Yeah literally both guards saw through that bluff, so one of them is rattling on the door right now. Lydia backs away from it. ]

Stiles!

[ What do we do what do we do. All she's offering for Adam's mind link is more of what she's shouting and that inherent panic. ]

[twinfucker]

[Oh my god everyone calm the fuck down. That's what Jaime's thinking only sounding more asoiaf about it.]

Get a hold of yourself, girl! I won't let them harm you! Ser Adam, have you actually searched?

[Cause it seems like he's just left. Meanwhile, Jaime advances on the guards. Intimidate 19.]

I'll ask you again, Ser. Step away.

[ex_psionic439]

No, I'm over here buying Starbucks. [Mental sarcasm. Nevermind that he was about to do exactly that. Shh. But he was like searching the entire way there. With his mind. Plus Lila and her boyfriend had been looking the entire time and hadn't seen shit either.

He'd ask if Stiles was dead but they'd probably be able to tell since they're all linked up. Plus dat internal soundtrack...]

[killingtodeath]

Lydia! [Yeah, he's alive and he's actually talking. Not mind talking. Also scrambling to get to her and looking at the door like 'oh shit.' You know what this room could use? A baseball bat.

He will just... rush up to the door and try to use his weight to hold it closed, I guess. (str 14)]

Is there another way out of here? [He directs to her in the mindlink but everyone's all connected so feel free to chime in.]

[immuno]

[ she takes a cursory glance around to no avail (search 13), but quickly paces back and forth to quell her panic, wringing her hands. she turns to stiles and waves a hand. ]

Wait. Hide. Stop holding the door, just—I have an idea.

[ she doesn't wait to make sure that stiles takes her advice. she just marches into the security booth and grabs the attendant that stiles had been strong arming. this time, she strong arms him, except with her ... vagina. with a charm of 21, she pulls him in for a very sudden, frantic kiss and backs him against the tv screen board.

THERE IS A PLAN HERE, OK. the attendant is like a 6/10 so she's totally not just trying to get an excuse here. her mind is very much broadcasting don't come up to everyone on board. the further away they are, the easier it will be to sell that the attendant was just trying to get nookie without the guards in the room and nothing strange is going on here.

the guard still down at the base of the tower critfailed his will save against jaime's intimidate, so he's freaking out and dropping his gun and holding his hands up. the other one, however, is out of range and still trying to get in the upstairs door. the attendant is resistant, but swayed by lydia's charms and they're definitely making out rn (18). ]

[twinfucker]

In the name of Old Gods and New, what is happening in there, Stilinski? Should I stop the guard or not?

[Since Lydia is clearly up to something and also not saying all that much. She... has a plan of some sort? Maybe? It sounds like?]

[killingtodeath]

Uh... [Yeah that's all mind link hesitation while Stiles watches Lydia try to mount the air traffic control tower guy.] Hang on! She's- just give her a second okay?

[And because Stiles trusts more than he rightfully should some days, he does as she asks. He stops holding the door and backs the fuck up so that he'll be behind it when it opens, out of sight...hopefully. (hide 13)]