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

[wynn]

On the contrary, they meant every word of it. Of that, I am certain.

[witchwoman]

Perhaps. [She glances down at her hands in front of her.] I'm sure you have reasons for the rules you set in place for them- Sir Chessing and Sir Bancroft, the others before and the ones... [Well talking about successors to that title seems in poor taste right now.]

I think it's just hard to imagine what they might be. Especially for us. It's the way we care for one another that keeps us moving forward. And you don't owe us any explanation. Stargods know I would never think that. I just... I wish I understood. And then maybe I could help them understand as well.

[/delicately takes on more responsibility than she actually needs to take on.]

[wynn]

I've made exceptions before, and they've only ever served to remind me of precisely why I implemented the rule to begin with.

[witchwoman]

The previous Dragon's Claw-- the one who was captured before we ever arrived, he had a daughter who is a Knight, yes?

[Thats a pretty big exception...and it clearly ended poorly. At least that's where she thinks this is going.]

[wynn]

Tia Ellison, yes. I made exceptions for her family twice: her father, Byron, was the the Dragon's Claw you speak of, and his father before him was the Claw he replaced.

It is often, usually even, a short life for those who accept the position. I cannot afford to have my judgment, or theirs, compromised, in where they are assigned, and asking them to set aside their duty to family to likely die for our order...

I will not do it again.

[slay]

That's not your call.

[ Interrupting cow.

Well. Buffy. But close enough. ]

I mean—It is your call, appointing them. But if someone with a family or loved ones is ready to take that on, to make that choice even knowing what it might mean, it's their decision to make. They don't have to accept the position or the oaths or any of it.

But expecting anyone to isolate themselves like you've tried to get Jack to ... especially now. [ How could he not need a little comfort tho, seriously. She shakes her head. ]

Asking him to distance himself, to not form connections—that might make it easier for everyone else to let them go, but it's walking them into a death trap while denying the chance to even live before they get there. No one fights harder than the people who have loved ones to fight for.

[witchwoman]

Buffy... [Myri trails off, not certain what side of the argument she should stand on, or if she should even stand at all. She had hoped to talk to Wynn, to understand his side of things a bit better without conflict and tension filling the room and choking off reason.

Her voice fades, though, leaving a lingering, pained look. She wouldn't ask Buffy to keep her thoughts to herself, to not say what she thinks needs to be said, but it's difficult for her to not feel trapped in the middle here. Probably because she physically is between them...]

[wynn]

[ wynn turns at buffy's interruption, and for just a moment, he doesn't look thrilled by the fact that she's apparently come back for seconds on this argument so soon. but perhaps myri's interlude has calmed him down a bit - or maybe he was simply telling the truth about being willing to continue this conversation now, because he looks between the two of them, takes in buffy's expression and seems to decide something, and then turns to place one hand on the large golden doors behind him. ] If you wish to have this discussion, I'd prefer to do so in private. [ the doors open, that sliver of golden light appearing and erupting into something nearly blinding, as he turns back to say to them both: ] Come along.

[slay]

[ g...roup sex ???? ]






[ Briefly, Buffy looks bewildered. The blinding light room is like the promised land, ok. The Elephant Graveyard's nobody. After a beat of hesitation, she looks to Myri and, wide-eyed, follows after Wynn. ]

[witchwoman]

[BUFFY NO. It is literally never group sex.

Quietly, Myri goes as well, not quite sure just what is beyond that very, very bright light.]