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knightsoflegend2014-09-02 07:05 pm
nepotism) wrote in knightsoflegend2014-09-02 07:05 pm
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debriefing ♔ in the emptiness there's a solution | just look within yourself for absolution
♬ locking up the sun- poets of the fall
WHO || Wynn, Buffy, Myri, Finnick, Spike, Gar, Archer, Des, Vi, Rafael, Fred Jr., Dumage, Mark, Rocket, open! [Closed]
WHAT || Andres Mission Debrief & Aftermath
WHERE || Knights HQ, lobby etc.
WHEN || September 18th [forward dated*]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.
There are plenty of missions that return to the castle a success - most of them, even. The defeated air of the solemn group that returns from their diplomatic mission to Andres Isle to hear the demands of dictator Dimitris Sarandis makes it quite clear that this wasn't one of those.
Starting with Sarandis' actual demands - for all Knights to withdraw from Andres under penalty of death, or for Wynn to offer his own head in return for Thomas' safe return - and ending with the unexpected, disturbing confession from Kat that she intended to stay behind on the island because she had "fallen in love with" the dictator, the events of the island made it very clear that Sarandis was cannily playing his hand to get the Knights where he wanted them.
Fred Jr. shoves open the doors with his unnatural strength, stalking in ahead of the group into the lobby. Whoever's on desk duty isn't going to have to roll a high wisdom check to see that these people are pissed... and distraught... and a myriad of other emotions on the bad end of the scale.
*I am changing the date of the briefing log and Andres log/live session to have taken place in September, to avoid us being in backdated hell forever, and to allow for a September squiring ceremony before apps are closed. Carry on... in the future!
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[She forces a pained smile.] 'Cause I'm not looking forward to those. I 'm praying for a blackout.
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Okay so have I been tripping on drugs for the past two months or are there some like, straight out of high school, fresh faced cabbage patch kids here? [And what the fuck were they doing sending them into a war zone?]
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[She pulls a cigarette out from behind her ear and lights it] Maybe they're the lucky ones.
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[Just ... pointing out the obvious before he throws back another shot of tequila. And then he makes a face because that shit still burned on the way down ok. But he's holding his glass and wagging his finger at her like he ain't drunk over here.]
I knew there was a reason I liked you.
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[She balances her cigarette in one finger and knocks back the remainder of her vodka collins.] And if I didn't make light of it, I'd probably put this out in someone's eye. [She gestures with the cigarette and then calmly dumps the ash into someone's empty shotglass.]
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[She blows smoke over her head and sighs.] You know it's a statistical improbability that everyone's gonna come back from this. Doesn't that just depress the fuck out of you?
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[Of which he throws back another.]
But yeah, someone we know it dying for sure. [As he grimaces through the burning sensation, and sets the glass back onto the bar so that it can be replaced with another.] Could even be one of us.
[Wow what a fucking uplifting conversation. Debbie Downer and co. keeping it practical over here.]
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[no wonder andrew called her morbid.] Could be. Unless we get crap jobs, like getting the snacks or watching the plane.
[She would freakin' love a crap job at this point.] Which let's be honest, I might get that job. You, not so much... But I think you have a decent shot.
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[Like was that shit supposed to be uplifting? Because it wasn't.]
They're probably going to use most of us as cannon fodder anyway.
[Meaning, the squires who had no business there whatsoever.]
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[100% unapologetic.] Nah. They'll use the old knights for that. The future belongs to the young. When they all die, the squires inherit the castle.
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[Seriously when your face starts resembling your sac, what's even the point anymore.]
Anyway, after pouring my heart out to the boss, he'll probably be looking out for me.
[He nat 20'd that shit ok. And it was Backstreet Boys. It's safe to say Adam is drunk.]
I'll be sure and put in a good word for you, don't worry.
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[She snorts.] Maybe we'll be made Dragon's Claws.
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How badass would we be though? [Like why weren't they Dragon's Claws already tbh.] We're totally walking away from this shit with a promotion. You just fucking nailed it.
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[Suddenly she's JLaw, I guess.
/takes that from Astrid too.]
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But he's tossing back another shot like cheers bitch we're gonna be rich and famous.]
Seriously though. I'd make so many changes for the better. Pink slips for days.
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[You fuck with my friends, I fuck with your life basically.]
Then there's this asshole named Jaime. Knight in shining douchebag type. Emphasis on the douchebag. His ass would be gone so fucking fast.
[He pauses for a second like gurl we should make a burn book, then thinks better of it.]
Bandit the raccoon. Or maybe I'd just force him to get his shots and subject him to group therapy.
[Motioning for another shot keep 'em coming you lazy ass barkeep.]
Plus all the geriatric types running around with scrotum neck and barking orders at everyone like the first stages of Alzheimer's haven't set in.
What about you?
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I'm sorry. Did you say something about a fucking raccoon? I thought Astrid was roofied at Starbucks and talking crazy.
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Nope. That little fucker attacked me and everything. Hence the sentence of rabies shots and anger management.
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Jesus fucking Christ. Okay. I'd fire whoever brought that thing in here for starters.
Aw fuck it. I'd probably fire everyone who wasn't attractive or useful. [She extinguishes her cigarette.] If I'm a Dragon's Claw, I'm allowed to be a shallow bitch.
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[He will drink to that too.]
Plus anyone who gave us lip. We'd rule this castle with an iron fist.
[Because Wynn wouldn't still be their boss or anything. Shh, don't ruin his buzz.]
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[Because that's such a great image to aspire to... She seems to realize this.]
Okay, maybe not like Stalin. We are going into battle to overthrow the communist regime of Soviet France.