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

[littledhampir]

Wynn?! [Rose sinks back against the headrest, actually giving that question real thought.

It happens sometimes.]

Firm but fair... He's not one of those, hold your hand for you types you know? He might nudge you in the right direction but at the end of the day he lets you make your own choices and I like that.

He's why I joined the Knights. Him and... Luthir. I was with a group hunting vamps in Chicago a while back and we stumbled on a nest of them. Luthir and some other Knights were there, had my back. I'd probably be dead if it weren't for them. Or worse.

[That's not an awful bit of nostalgia or anything.]

Wynn just kind of... gets people. [A beat.] It's a little intimidating sometimes but he's - he doesn't demand loyalty. He earns it, if that... makes sense.

[likedillinger]

I can tell he's got yours, at least.

So you used to be a hunter? [ he sounds... surprised ]

[littledhampir]

[She considers that, then slowly nods.] Yeah I - [Searching for a word.] Respect him. [She shrugs.] Not that I know him that well it's just, my gut I guess.

[Pretty much, its the way he handled her the first time they met. Plus, he let Davin join the Knights and then he didn't deny her being angry over Elena. Wynn handles Rose without making Rose feel like she's being handled and I swear to god Arden if you make Wynn turn evil Rose is going to burn the castle to. the. ground.]

I killed Vampires. [A beat.] Mostly. Not sure that makes me a hunter but, yeah. [Another shrug.] What, you think only guys who hang out in hunter bars can handle themselves on the streets of Chicago? [The smallest hint of a grin.]

[likedillinger]

Didn't say that. Just didn't take you as... part of the life.

You're not like any hunter I've run into. Did your parents hank vamps?

[littledhampir]

My... Mom did. [Clearly that word is foreign to her.

She shakes her head.] Never knew my dad and I don't remember much about her either. [Mostly because veil but still.] She gave me to some family to raise until I was old enough to start training.

[likedillinger]

[ wow his whole face darkens at that ahahahaa emotions ] And how old was that?

[littledhampir]

Five. [The only thing more messed up than that answer is the casual way she delivers it.]

[likedillinger]

Five? [ wow and dean thought his dad was an a+ bad parent. ] Jesus.

[littledhampir]

I don't know any different so... [She shrugs but... her eyes darken this time. She's not as okay with it as she tries to show.] It's, whatever.

[likedillinger]

Yeah. Whatever. [ he snorts, a strange, bitter, personal sound, and she'd see that he'd glaring down at the ground, brow furrowed, lost in thought. ] Believe me. I know how that goes.

[littledhampir]

[Finally she looks at Dean, really looks at him, brow furrowing as she rolls those words around in her head, letting the silence sit for a moment before speaking; voice quiet.

(w o w. Nat 20 wisdom. She sure did connect those dots.)]

A Christmas tree would have been nicer than whatever...

[likedillinger]

[ oh my god he rolled a 2 on that last will save and now a 3 i just

his voice gets a little thicker as he laughs, a painful, humorless sound, that lets the cracks show through ] Yeah, well. Instead, it was shotgun shells in our stockings and Christmas dinner out of a McDonald's bag. What can ya do.

[littledhampir]

[While she knows she should let the moment pass in theory... she goes from a Nat 20 Wisdom to a Crit Fail on her Will Save so I guess this is just going to be the most angsty thing ever.

Rose's face crumples, all the air rushing out of her lungs and without thinking, her hand reaches out to take Dean's, her own calloused from years of fighting and rather than words she's not sure she can say without breaking down, she just squeezes tightly as if that can somehow make up for every missed birthday and Christmas of their combined years.]

[likedillinger]

[ dean's head jerks a bit as his eyes rivet to her hand, and then glance up at her, obviously completely thrown by the gesture, from rose of all people. he looks uncomfortable, exposed, and he sits there for a second just staring before he finally coughs and pulls his hand away, rubbing his palms together between his knees. ] Anyway.

[littledhampir]

[As he pulls his hand away she remembers to breathe again, wriggling the fingers, then flexing and closing them as she straightens in her seat; Rose clears her throat.]

Yeah - [And now she just looks uncomfortable, eyes darting between her seat and the plane door like maybe... she was trying to work out how easy it would be to wedge that bitch open and throw herself out of the plane because that would be easier than this? Just a thought.]

I think I'm going to get a drink. [A beat.] Assuming you haven't drunk the plane dry. [Because one smartmouth comment totally undoes the last five minutes, right?!]

[likedillinger]

There's plenty left. [ probably. maybe. ]

[littledhampir]

You haven't met the rest of the people on this plane. [Spike, Archer, Finnick... seriously.]

Anyway.... [Standing in that awkward way somebody does when trying to balance between seats on a plane.] You should, try and sleep if you can. It'll make the flight go quicker...

[She pauses another moment, mostly so it doesn't look like she's literally making a run for it and then with one last glance in his general direction, Rose is so noping out of this bucket of angst.]