debriefing ♔ in the emptiness there's a solution | just look within yourself for absolution

[nepotism]

♬ 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!

Comments

[sorceresslite]

[ there's more yelling and cussing, interspersed with "andrew says hi, you dumb fucking cunt" before she hangs up. ]

So. Hiya.

[badexample]

I'm guessing whatever that was is related to all of this fucking mess?

[sorceresslite]

Yeah. [ her shoulders sag and she moves to sit next to andrew, leaning her head against his arm. ] This is proper shite.

[badexample]

[His arm moves fluidly to slip around her. She's so small that he could almost do that twice.]

Sure is. So have you made up your mind about it?

[sorceresslite]

Yep. [ which is what the majority of the yelling was about. ] I'm not going, Finn is. [ almost like they rock, paper, scissored their choices and her brother won. she's not bitter. nope. ] Someone's got t'stay behind and look after the dumb fuck squires who cannae function on their own.

[badexample]

God save them if you mean you. [He jokes but it's not with much oomph behind it. He's a little relieved to hear that she's not going to be in the thick of danger, but that might make this next part a little more interesting.]

I think I'm going.

[Mr. I Hate Missions. Yep.]

[sorceresslite]

I know. [ because andrew is a baby, but when push comes to shove, he shoves back. she knew he'd be going, same as she knew finn wouldn't be able to sit on the sidelines. stupid boys with their stupid hero complexes and stupid good hearts. fucking assholes. ]

[badexample]

Could you do me a favor? I want to keep in contact with the castle a much as possible. I'm sure Wynn's got com stuff in place, but... There's no one I trust like you. I set up a profile for you on my computer with some programs for you to be like HQ for me. I can walk you through using whatever we need. Could you do that for me?

[sorceresslite]

....uh. Andrew I can barely put an attachment on an email. [ of course she's going to try, but she needed to remind him of that. ] Occasionally I shoot bolts of lightning, yeah, I think technology hates me on principle because I knows I can fry it.

[badexample]

I know. Believe me, it's not easy knowing that I could come home and find you've melted my whole bleeding system. [He looks down at her, cracking a smile.]

But it's... I think it's easier to know that you've got my back, even from here. And you know I trust you. Wouldn't ask you to do this if I didn't.

[sorceresslite]

[ she looks at his gaming set up so dubiously. she uses her phone to call and text, she is not technologically inclined, always too busy playing or reading. finn is the one that knows how shit works. ella just refused to pick up on it on principle. ] Yeah, alright then. Long as you leave instructions my dead nan could understand.

[badexample]

[He gives her a gentle squeeze of a hug and nods.]

'Course. I speak fluent Ella by now, after all.

[There's a long pause as he tries to think of how to say this next part.]

You know you're really fucking important right? To me, I mean.

[sorceresslite]

Ex-fucking-cuse you, I'm important to everybody, shut your whore mouth. [ yes, she knows. now take your feels and stfu. ]

[badexample]

[Yeah, he knows (wis 20 total) but he's not going to shut up because it's important. But he also he needs to tell her something.]

I asked Bo to marry me.

[sorceresslite]

[ cute bff matching wis score, she peers at him carefully. after a moment of indecision, she nods. ]

Good.

[ and then she punches him with w/e that frost spell is idr atm. but atk also 19, dmg 1... she wasn't even trying. THAT IS FOR NOT TELLING HER SOONER. ]

Congrats, doofus. [ a beat. ] Did you tell your brother yet? Or your parents? Well, your mum probably knows with her psychic mum sense. Have you told Wynn?

[badexample]

Ow, Jesus! [he's such a baby.]

Haven't told anyone but you. Not really sure how they'll feel about it.

[Which is...kinda weird. Engagements are great! It's the "oh we actually already eloped" part that has him nervous. Even with Ella. Which is why he hasn't told her that yet. Oops.]

[sorceresslite]

Uh, happiness, y'dumb fuck. [ duuuuuuuuh. ]

[badexample]

They haven't even met her! And now I'm going to tell them I went off and got mar-- engaged.

[Smoothest recovery. Bluff 5]

[sorceresslite]

YOU GOT MARRIED WITHOUT ME?? [ um yeah, she caught that. you bitch. ]

[badexample]

Shhh!! Keep your voice down, would you??

Yes. I mean- no. I didn't do it on purpose! Just sort of.. happened.

[This coming from the least spontaneous guy ever.]

[sorceresslite]

Weddings don't just "sort of happen", Gatewood! You're not Britney Spears, you cannae just drive to Vegas and get hitched! You dinnae even have a stag party! You didn't let me throw Bo a bridal shower! [ s-so rude! you aren't allowing her sisterly duties!!!! ]

[badexample]

We can do those things after! Besides- I'm not having a stag party. Who would I invite? You? I'm not letting you get me a stripper, Ella. That's just weird. [He's laughing somehow, even if she's rightfully pissed.]

We were just talking after all the war talk started. And I asked her. Don't really mean to- just sort of came flying out of my mouth. But she said yes. And I figured she might come to her senses if I let that sit for too long so we just ran off to the chapel here in the castle. So it's not really official or anything. Still need to sign some papers in a courthouse, I'm sure.

And we'll have a party when everyone comes home safe. You and my family and your brother and whoever in the castle shows up for free food.

[sorceresslite]

[ her face scrunches up as she shoves everything else she wants to say down and away. ]

Fine.

[ BUT ANOTHER PUNCH FOR GOOD MEASURE. he is lucky it's not lighting or to the face/dick area. his arm will survive. ]

[badexample]

[He winces but takes the punch without much protest.]

You want to be our witness when we do the courthouse stuff? I swear I wasn't tryin to leave you out of anything, Ella. Don't be mad. Please?

[sorceresslite]

I'm not mad, y'cocksouffle. I'm disappointed I missed it and I'm a wee bit sad, but I'm not mad. Idiot. I'm proud of you. And happy. Bo is bloody lucky to have an asshat like you for her husband. [ so... complimentary... w/e, she leans over to wrap her tiny arms around his shoulders. ] You knock her up and don't tell me I might well murder you though.