briefing ♔ just caught in the undertow

[wynn]

  Au Revoir - OneRepublic

WHO || Wynn, Buffy, Myri, Finnick, Spike, Kat, Gar, Archer, Des, Rafael, Fred Jr., Dumage  [Closed]
WHAT || Andres Mission Briefing
WHERE || Knights HQ, lobby etc.
WHEN || August 14th [forward dated]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.

Ceding to the demands of psychotic despots isn't exactly something the Knights prefer to do.

Perhaps this is why Wynn has taken his sweet time in arranging the group that Dimitris Sarandis has insisted on speaking with, the 'only ones' to whom he has agreed to deliver his demands for the safe and secure return of Dragon's Claw Sir Thomas Bancroft.  The meeting is finally scheduled, and as promised, Rafael has flown in from America to participate, picked up by Des en route to the castle.  Kat, Myri, Buffy, Finnick, Archer, and Spike had one of Myri's 'family failboat dinners' together, and as such, have wandered out of the dining room together in the direction of the lobby after Buffy received a text from Rafael that they were there.  Raf and Des are just pushing open the doors as they make their way across the tiled floor.

Comments

[slay]

That was kinda my assumption when she missed family dinner.

[ she looks at kat expectantly.

because, you know. lesbians. ]

Where else does she go?

[65]

Someone could always call her. [come on now y'all it's the year of our lord 2014.]

[wynn]

I have to stop in the library before we proceed either way. Come. [ he picks up the pace again, crossing the lobby to head down the opposite hallway ] We have some maps of Andres Isle, as compiled by Sir Chessing and Sir Bancroft, that you'll do well to familiarize yourselves with.

[nothingsodivine]

I thought we were just going to talk to the bastard. Simple in, simple out. You expecting it to go pearshaped that bad, Wynn?

[Not that Des expected it to go easy, but seriously. THIS IS A DIPLOMATIC MISSION.]

[slay]

No one told me this mission was gonna have homework.

[ Her nose is crinkling and she's looking up at Rafael like any chance you're good at map-reading because I'm just here to hit things and someone in this marriage has to do the navigating or we'll never make it to Myri's shower on time. ]

[witchwoman]

It's unlikely that Sarandis actually intends to hand Sir Thomas over. This is a trap, a game he's playing... And that place is not one you want to get lost in.

[hi PTSD flashbacks, we sure missed you.]

[nothingsodivine]

Except this is supposed to be a peacekeeping mission- one he can't play innocent about if Knights start disappearing. Is he really the type to pull a stunt like inviting everyone to a wedding and murdering half the guests?

[He shakes his head.] I won't deny there's something shady as fuck as about all this.

1/2

[wynn]

Ostensibly, you'll be going to Andres to hear Sarandis' 'demands', as it were. In reality, you'll be doing reconnaissance, for our next move. We need to get a clearer read on the population of Andres, what they stand for, how many support Sarandis and how many harbor resentment towards his reign. [ he leads them into the library, passing belle at the desk with a nod, and heads towards one of the smaller side rooms where the maps are stored. ] Jack and Thomas couldn't afford to expose themselves, but you'll be in a unique position to interact with some of the inhabitants of the island--

[rationalizes]

[ not about angels - birdy

wynn cuts off abruptly, freezing in place with either hand on the doors he's just pushed open. his entire body stiffens, eyes widening as he stares at the scene in front of them.

various books and notes are strewn about on the tables, opened and abandoned, next to a single lit candle that burns and fills the room with a strong scent. tangled together on the velvet couch that serves as a centerpiece for the reading room, gar is all but on jack's lap, hands gripping at either side of his loosened collar, his tie hanging slack from where it was fumbled open. the sound of the door opening causes them to break off the heady kiss they were engaged in, and they both turn to stare in shock at the crowd now gaping in on them. gar's jaw drops open, all the color draining from her cheeks, while jack can't tear his eyes off from wynn's frozen aspect.




s h i t]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des is probably the only person who doesn't look shocked. In fact, he shoves his way to the front of the line to crow with delight:]

Now see, what'd I tell you, Marian? Was that so hard?

[... He glares at Archer.] I know, Archer. Phrasing.

[slay]

What are you—?

[ Buffy pushes past Des to get a look and ... abruptly stops, heel-turning and holding her hands up. ]

Oh. God. That's— [ TRYING TO BE POLITE HERE but blinking very hard and not sure what to even say. She's happy for them ok it's just awkward to be clamjamming Gar. ]

[bigbad]

[Yeah, Spike has... no problem with this. He raises his eyebrows, though, cause this was really not the greatest time.]

Oh, don't let us stop you. It's not like we've got anything important on the docket.

[65]

I knew we should've called. [such sass. he's smiling, though.]

[shootfirst]

[ kat looks as if she were deeply betrayed by her fellow member of the sisterhood of the no-one-gets-in-our-pants club here, so excuse her while she just looks comically scandalized. ] Holy shit.

[romanticidal]

[ raf elbows des, with a grin of his own, because he doesn't even probably understand why this is potentially a bad thing in anybody's eyes, period. ] Perhaps we should leave them be for now, si?

[postergirl]

[ dumage's eyebrows shoot up as she stares, looking almost a little bit impressed, but she finally drags her eyes away to take in wynn's reaction to all this ]

[witchwoman]

[myri apparently thinks of gar like des thinks of her and so this scene is...jarring.]

Oh... We should- [They should go. They should at least stop staring. But she's frozen in place. Oh dear.]

[wynn]

[ it's more than clear that this is the last thing in ten thousand years that wynn ever expected to walk in on.

ever.

people have had the pleasure of seeing wynn angry lately thanks to doppelgate, but seeing him so completely shocked is another thing. but the shock changes quickly into a clenched jaw, simmering rage beneath his words as he says in the commanding tones known to make every member of the knighthood jump: ] All of you, to the Round Table room. Now.

[ he casts a single look over his shoulder at the rest of the group behind them that brooks no argument whatsoever. there's something terrifying in his eyes, something far beyond his usual implacable calm, and when he cuts that stare back to jack and gar, the latter looks down at the floor, as if she can't stand to hold his gaze. ] Both of you as well.

[isisagent]

[Archer can't help himself. In spite of Wynn, he starts laughing out loud, and clapping.]

Oh wow. That is just... wow. Hey just remember kids; don't be a fool, wrap your tool!

[Archer's laughing dies off in a giggle, as he wipes a tear away;] Oh... man... Just kidding. Fuck condoms.

[And with a smug look on his face, begins stomping off to the round table room.]

[nothingsodivine]

[Wow. Wynn's really pissed. That's a new one.

A wisdom check of 15+ will catch that Des looks strangely put out by his anger rather than being intimidated by it, like he takes his rage as a personal affront. In fact as soon as Wynn turns to go, he's glowering at his back and lingering in the doorway while everyone else starts to head out, waiting for Jack and Gar to sort themselves out and follow as well.

[shootfirst]

[ wynn turns to go without another word, and rafael casts a look before over his shoulder, before following. dumage smirks to herself, looking satisfied and entertained by the whole situation, moving to go as well, but kat lingers back as gar adjusts her buttons without looking at anyone, finally heading towards the door ahead of jack, who is taking a moment to reknot his tie with minimal success. his hands seem to be shaking a bit, and as gar ducks out, kat moves to her side, saying in a low voice: ] You should have told me to cover for you. I would have kept him out of here.

[rationalizes]

[ gar glances behind her just to make certain jack isn't going to see this, concern in her eyes as she watches him for a moment, before she says very quietly: It-- it wasn't something we had planned for.

[slay]

Truthfully? I think you had good timing.

[ Buffy is also lingering once everyone starts shuffling. Kat and Gar are her people, ok. ]

I mean, he's got Sarandis to project the scary dragon rage towards, and that's kind of more important than dealing with ... uh. This.

[ At least she bit back a congrats gurl. ]

[rationalizes]

I'm not worried about him directing it at-- at me.

[nothingsodivine]

He oughta leave the poor bastard alone. [he is still scowling.] Enough shit has happened that his fucking protocols ain't worth a dime. Sooner he realizes that, the better off he'll be.