Rafael Giovanni (
romanticidal) wrote in
knightsoflegend2014-06-23 12:10 am
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CHAPTER THREE ♔ heaven rain the colors down to form another prize

♬ someone like you (acoustic) - brian vander ark
WHO || Rafael, Buffy, Des
WHAT || The OT3 escapes Italy
WHERE || Venice --> etc
WHEN || June 8th
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread.
It's already about ten or eleven in the morning by the time Raf, Buffy, and Des made it to a hotel in Venice and got a couple rooms to crash in for a few hours, since they were running on zero sleep and a lot of adrenaline after their escape from Rome and subsequent barrage of revelations.
A few hours of rest is all they're looking for before they make their way back to London, but they're still cut off from the Knights, thanks to Iscariot taking all their phones.
When Buffy's eyes flutter open after some very, very satisfying sleep, it might take her a moment to realize that she's actually awake. Rafael's face is remarkably close to her own since they're sharing a pillow, and his own eyes are open, studying her face with a thoughtful, fond expression and the shadow of a smile on his cheek. One of his arms is still wrapped around her, and he squeezes her side when he sees she's awake and greets her gently.
"Buongiorno, carina."

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[Des has a code of honor, apparently. He can throw his dead girlfriend under the bus, but fuck if he's gonna lie to someone he owes a favor.] But it might go better than I'm expecting. You can't make him any money if you're dead.
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[Meanwhile, Des side-eyes the fuck out of Buffy. Girl why you being insecure. You got Schrodinglaid last night.]
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buffy clears her throat. ]
I guess that leaves Wynn, so he can send somebody to pick us up.
[ hrnnnnngh.
okay here goes. she grabs the phone. ]
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[ there are short breaks between buffy's words before she prompts her own explanation.. ]
Kinda lost my phone in the … being kidnapped. It's a whole … Thing. Forget it. What announcement? [ a beat. ] Iscariot, and then some. It's been a riot. We got Becksworth to put us on a plane back. I'm bringing Rafael and Des with me.
[ another short pause. ]
Alive. Mostly unharmed. They had this whole big execution planned—and let me tell you, I feel terrible breaking up the party—but we got away clean. From the snipers, too.
I don't think so. We lost Iscariot in Rome, and the others in Venice before we took off from Milan. They got us in the limo on the way to the airport, though, so they might be waiting for us in Heathrow.
[ a longer pause as wynn takes time to explain the situation. alarm begins to build in buffy's expression and she turns away from des and rafael, voice sharpening. ]
… The one in our dungeon? The one that—[ She stops, biting down on her tongue. ] How's Elena? [ beat. ] Kidnapped?
[ someone else was kidnapped? ??? worst day. actually it just keeps getting worse when she hears wynn's correction. a pit sinks in her stomach and she smooths a hand over her forehead, steadying herself. ]
And the team in New York with Myri? We saw the news. [ And thankfully Des at least remembered people were there … because Buffy sure didn't …
After a few more moments of silence, Buffy's expression blanches and the phone slips out of her hands, clacking against the back of the seat it's attached to. Her hand remains loosely held up by her ear and her eyes search the plane, lips parting but unable to find words. ]
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Des returns at the mention of his name, so he hears everything from that point on. He unscrews the cap on some mini bottle of vodka and stares at her when she drops the phone.]
What the hell happened?
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[ she shakes her head, tears stinging the edges of her eyes with empathy for what vi must be going through. they’d only just gotten married. they had a whole happy life ahead of them—they were supposed to, anyway. ]
Luthir’s dead.
[ she stares down at the phone like somehow it’s the culprit, even if wynn on the other end is simply the messenger. ]
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des feels like shit now. he runs a hand over his face and cringes when rafael looks at him. he'd been so convinced that blade was bullshitting...]
Sonuvabitch.
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I've got it. It's — [ Well, it's not okay. She presses her lips thinly together, but keeps her hand held out as she opts not to finish that sentence. All she can think is how happy they were just two days ago, saying their vows, celebrating with their friends. It's not fair. ]
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Poor Vi...
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[Of course it doesn't mean that Blade was telling the truth. It could have been an unfortunate coincidence.
...Yeah.
Des and his bottles of convenience alcohol will just take a seat over here now.]
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Vi's alive. Whatever hold he had over her, it's gone. [ Small consolation in the wake of Luthir's death. The plan worked exactly like Elena and Buffy knew it would. ] But Elena's gone. She took the doppelganger out of the dungeon and ... I don't know. Eloped. All we know is she went willingly.
[ She sighs, rubbing the side of her neck. ]
I guess we weren't the only ones having a bad couple of days.
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[ Buffy shakes her head, glancing out the window. ]
Because if she doesn't feel safe, then it means she's terrified right now. [ And Buffy sure as hell doesn't wish that on her. ] But she knows exactly what she's doing. He's hurt Elena more than any of us—he got under her skin, and betrayed her. [ Wis 21 to remember their conversation about how Elena doesn't hate him, even now. ] If he's playing her, she knows it. Which means we can get her back.
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[100% confidence from Des over here. Mr. I REALLY NEED TO STOP MAKING PROMISES I CAN'T KEEP.]
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Some knights are locking down Heathrow to try and keep Elena from leaving the country with him. I'm gonna tell the pilot to divert course to a private airport. They'll send someone to pick us up there.
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