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

[likedillinger]

Talkin' more the things that got bump in the night.

[alsohawkeye]

That makes more sense. Are you usually out of New York? It seems like I should've run into you before now.

[likedillinger]

More of an open road man, myself. Though I tend to swing through Chicago now to pick up leads ever since my usual guy-- [ he stops right there, expression darkening momentarily ] Hunter bar there where you can usually keep an ear close to the ground.

[alsohawkeye]

[ Kate lets that moment slide by, noted and filed away but not commented on. You're welcome. She nods along instead. ] So we did stop in Chicago earlier. I thought maybe I was dreaming that.

[ She combs fingers over her hair again and then unfolds to her feet, easing upright with a stretch. She gestures towards where the minibar is hidden behind a curtain. ] I'm going to grab a drink. You want anything?

[likedillinger]

Surprise me.

[alsohawkeye]

[ A minute or two later, Dean will find a carton of orange juice being tossed his way, narrowly preceded by a, ] Think fast. [ There is no similar carton in her own hand, it's got the tell tale bottle tops of airline booze sticking out. ]

[likedillinger]

[ with a 29 reflex save, he catches it like he's fucking spider-man. and then looks at it with legitimate disappointment. ] Either we're out of booze or you're trying to tell me somethin'.

[alsohawkeye]

[ Kate watches his reaction (and that catch, a little impressed), and smiles. ] Or I'm just fucking with you. [ Hopefully his reflexes are as good the second time because here comes a baby bottle of bourbon, and then another. ]

[likedillinger]

[ well he rolled THE EXACT SAME FUCKING THING so apparently. this time he breaks into a grin tho ] Suppose I was askin' for that.

[alsohawkeye]

[ Maybe it should be less impressive the second time but now there are two, so. Nope, still not bad. She grins right back. ] Keep it up with hands like that and maybe I'll be. [ ...askin' for it? Does that even make sense? It just kind of comes out, because she's on fire with the will rolls tonight (7. But Charisma 17?) This is going to end poorly, isn't it. Good thing she's kept a couple bottles and a cup of ice for herself. ]

[likedillinger]

[ well then~

he flashes her a flirtatious look of his own (cha 16) as he pops open the bottle ] Lucky for me, I can't turn 'em off, then.

[alsohawkeye]

Just for you? [ What is happening. ]

[likedillinger]

[ oh he likes you ] No reason it can't be a two-way street.

[alsohawkeye]

[ Good, she's impressed literally the only person on this plane she isn't supposed to be impressing. ] Shame we're so far from street-level.

[likedillinger]

Who said street level was a requirement? [ he smirks in the direction of the little back room with a charisma check of 25 to lay down what he's getting at wink wink ]

[alsohawkeye]

[ Kate's answering smirk is definitely tempted (way too tempted, will save 17), but tipped the opposite direction towards the rest of the cabin. ] The plane full of people in mourning I'm meant to be impressing?

[likedillinger]

[ well his will save vs the boner this whole idea's giving him started with a roll of 2, so he's gonna keep trying look at that ] What they don't know won't hurt 'em. And all that mourning just means none of them are paying attention to what the hell we're doing. If you go ahead, I'll wait a few, and then --

[alsohawkeye]

[ Why does this sound reasonable? Because somehow it's sounding reasonable. Maybe she was already a little drunk when she got on the plane? Kate fiddles with the pair of bottles in her hand, one nail cutting a ring in the red wax over the top as teeth dig briefly into her lip. ]

You had better use all your hunter stealth skills. I do not want to have to try to explain this one in my interview. [ Which is probably a good sign that YOU SHOULD NOT DO IT but too late, she is out of her seat and down the aisle. ]

[likedillinger]

[ awwww yih, this outfit is finally lookin' up. as are... other things, probably. anyway, he dutifully waits a few minutes, flipping through his magazine while not really reading it, knee jiggling a bit, before he finally finishes off his mini-bottle and gets up, stealthily slipping into the back as unnoticed as he can (move silently 26, hide 25).

he pushes open the door with a smirk on his face and steps inside, letting it shut behind him. ]

[alsohawkeye]

[ And Kate reaches past him to make sure it shuts quietly, listening a moment to see if there's any reaction outside. And then looks back up to Dean. Sooooo. Here they are. She just about matches his smirk. ] Hey. [ Also here, two little plastic bottles now empty of Maker's and rolling around in the sink instead. Look it felt like a long wait okay. She's tempted to let him move first but instead gets a hand in his shirt and pulls him down. ]

[likedillinger]

[ ♬ stop the world i wanna get off with you - arctic monkeys

well, hello. dean's smirk widens into a grin against her lips for the first few seconds and then it's all business, and apparently he's a fucking professional at this business because ahahahah he rolled a nat 20 dex check fuck the haters. so congrats, he's like the best kisser in the goddamn world, apparently. who knew. one hand slides around her waist to pull her flush against him, and back them both up against the door for some leverage (str 22, whoops that might have been a little louder than he was going for, but it's... hot at least). and so is he because his charisma check is also a 20, yowza.

he's gonna crit fail his fort save, isn't he. ]

[alsohawkeye]

[ Maybe this will not prove to be a massively regrettable decision after all. Assuming that Dean doesn't suddenly get airsick, and he probably should be pretty distracted from the fact that they're on a plane since her dex 18 makes Kate at least like the third best kisser in the world. The door is good and yeah surprisingly hot but not an arrangement she can keep up for as long (str 13), tearing herself away to hop up onto the tiny counter's edge instead and haul him over while simultaneously wrestling shirts off. It should be awkward, especially with elbows and narrow spaces, but she rolled a fucking nat 20 on charisma for a total of 22 so. Somehow it works.

They do not deserve to be this good at this. ]

[likedillinger]

[ this was the world's best decision clearly. between both of their dex checks, clothes fall away like they're evaporating, so i guess this is neither of their first enclosed space rodeo. he pulls away for a moment with his hands on her waist to take a good look at her and enjoy the view before it's back to eager makeouts and pulling her forward to the edge of the counter enough that her hips can still straddle against his while he's standing. it's worth mentioning that his actual sex wisdom check was a six, so this is not going to be some kind of amazing foreplay situation for her pleasure. whoops, there goes her bra. ]

[alsohawkeye]

[ Clearly a pretty amazing decision, so just drop that anywhere. Kate is more interested in Dean's tattoo and his arms, which she is running hands over the second his shirt is off, while legs curl around his hips for balance. Wis 17 makes this a little bit of a one-way street for the moment, one of those unfairly clever hands slid between them and into his pants. Everyone listening in from the main cabin will no doubt be pleased to hear her remember to drag her teeth off his ear long enough to whisper, ] Condom. You have one, right?

[likedillinger]

Right, yeah, 'course. [ he moves back as he yanks out his wallet and retrieve s the condom, but as he's going to open it, the plane hits a turbulent bump and his knuckles go white as his other hand grips the counter beside her. Mild panic seeps across his expression . ] What was that?!