mission ♔ dare we live without molds?

[koraith]

WHO || Koraith, Tia, Fredrick Jr., Vanille, Andie, and Riddick [closed]
WHAT || Arrival in the capitol city; attempting to infiltrate the palace
WHERE || Milosogoraht, Slovechnia
WHEN || Sunday, Feb 26th, evening
HOW || Actionspam - single thread only please! No tag order.
MUSIC || ♬ Breach Birth - Chevelle

The violent atmosphere surrounding Slovechnia's capitol city made it impossible to land anywhere nearby without the plane being in danger of being attacked. Instead, the Knights arrived last week several cities away, and were met there by a few Knights who had remained stationed in the country to assist with the refugee movement. Over the past seven days, they've helped transport the team to the capitol, so that they might avoid roadblocks, government checkpoints, et cetera. There hasn't been a great deal of comfort provided on the trip, and reports given from the city of Milosogoraht have been less than promising.

It's probably no surprise, therefore, when they finally reach the city, that there appears to be some kind of violent protest going on in the streets. Traveling in the back of an armored van, it's possible to look out through slits in the side and see the huge crowds, yelling in Slovechnian, chanting and screaming, clutching children to their side. The city is caked in snow, and most people don't seem to be wearing clothing sufficient to protect them from the elements. A couple men in army jackets stand on top of crates with megaphones, seeming to rouse up further unrest with whatever words they're shouting. The truck grumbles through at a careful pace, not wanting to run over anyone in the crowded streets by accident. The goal is to get them as close to the castle as possible - which unfortunately rests at the top of an incredibly steeply inclined path clogged with members of the angry mob.

Koraith opens the window to the cab of the truck, mumbling to the driver to not stop the vehicle, no matter what. Which is all well and good until objects start pelting the side of it - followed quickly by the sounds of actual bodies hurling up against the side of the very slow moving truck.

"They're going to breach," Koraith says, his voice grim but determined. "Riddick, Fredrick, Tia... if you would be so kind as to try to provide us the cover necessary to reach the castle gates?"

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[notafraidofthedark]

Graaaaaaagh!! [Riddick gives an almighty YELL as he is heaved back into the truck by Fred. He had taken a hold of the spear below where it penetrated his arm and with a yank fueled by pure adrenaline pulled it out of the hands of the fucker who was still holding onto it, running along side them.

He tumbles back inside, landing on the floor basically on top of Fred, the spear jutting out from his arm towards the ceiling. He takes a moment to try and catch his breath, moving sluggishly to right himself mainly because his hit points are draining from all this damage :/.

He looks down at the spear in his arm, then to his dislocated shoulder and takes in one...two...three deep breaths before taking a hold of his arm above the spear and popping it back into place, a grunt of pain coming out of him. Sometimes being double-jointed everywhere is handy.]

Motherfucker he breathes out lowly, before looking back to Fred. ] Thanks.

[telekinection]

[Annnnnd they drive wildly through the gates, the edges of their truck scraping against the metal and rattling things a bit, which sucks for Riddick's wounds, but they're still through. Tia waves a hand and they slam shut behind the truck, at which point, they're free of the teeming crowds, and heading up a winding hillside path. She settles back against the back of the truck with a sigh, closing her eyes for a moment in relief, before looking around]

Everyone okay?

[asap]

Uh huh. [Andie's eyes are wide, and she's sort of incapable of doing more than sitting there for the moment. A moment for Andie passes pretty quickly, though, so she'll be all right.] Are we, uh. Gonna have to do more of that?

[koraith]

Hopefully, the worst is over.

[notafraidofthedark]

[Riddick grunts at Tia's question, slowly climbing back onto the bench seat and holding onto his arm, glaring at the spear still sticking through it.

He debates whether or not to yank it out or wait till they actually arrive at the castle, buuut he's pretty woozy over here now and he got a really shitty Fort Save of 8. Wtg Riddick so he just leans back a moment, taking in deep breaths while trying to stop the spinning in his head.]