knightsoflegend | debriefing ♔ in the emptiness there's a solution

♬ 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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[ At his prompting, she makes no fuss about hesitating. Her first lunge misses him by jabbing too far across her chest and making it easy to dodge the blow that starts toward his shoulder (atk 13). Also her AC is 20, be advised. ]

[He side-steps the blow easily and immediately counters, bringing his own weapon upward toward her outstretched arm. Apparently she realized her mistake and was ready for him to do just that, because he doesn't come near making contact (attack 14).]

[ She twists out of the way, and spins into a horizontal slash that cuts him across the ribs (atk 20, dmg 6). ]

I hope you aren't taking it easy on me.

I don't believe I look that stupid. [He's learned by now that anyone who didn't take her seriously was deserving of what happened to them afterward. Which is why he doesn't recoil, and instead comes at her immediately after the non-lethal damage she'd inflicted to strike at her shoulder (attack 23, damage 7).]

Notice that wasn't me asking for your opinion on the matter, either. [Let's just nip any witty remark she might have had regarding his appearance as he backs off in preparation for her reprisal attack ok.]

[ Despite the jab into her shoulder weakening her grip on her sword, Alanna grins broadly. She buckles back, gritting her teeth to steer through the discomfort of where her muscle separates, and rolls her shoulder to get it back in working order. ]

Oh, I've noticed. But I've never known a man who's had to ask to hear my opinion.

[ That's a gift she offers freely. She cuts her blade down to slice against the break in his armor near his collarbone (atk nat 20, AND penetration wtf for 24 dmg). The blow cuts the chest plate of his armor free, causing the whole mess to go slack around him. ]

[Damn, girl. After making sure she hadn't dislocated his shoulder entirely, Aedan takes a moment to just ... look down at the mess of metal hanging from his front, suddenly glad that they had decided against slicing one another to ribbons again. This may have ended a whole lot differently otherwise.

I guess he loses the +1 to Armor Class that his armor provided because that shit is dead weight now- and so he casts it to the wind.]

If you wanted me out of my armor, you only needed to ask.

[ Yeah boi.

I mean what no. Definitely not. Alanna adjusts her grip on her sword while he fusses with his armor, leaning forward just a little and creeping onto the toes of her boots to try and get a look at it and make sure he’s fine while … also attempting to look nonchalant and unconcerned (bluff 21???) ]

Perhaps you should take the hint and move a bit faster now that you’re without it. You might then be able to dodge something.

[ She says it with a rather satisfied grin, recovering with surprising speed from his insinuation. Raising her sword again, she beckons him on with it. ]

Well?

[With his sense motive 10, he is pretty oblivious because he's too focused on stripping down for her I guess. But her next comment gets him grinning again, even as he reaches over to squeeze his injured shoulder. Non-lethal damage or not, that last attack of hers was a bit overkill.

But without the metal he does seem to move a bit fast, lunging forward and striking out at her middle with the tip of his sword as though to prove her were still quick enough to catch her off guard (attack 24, damage 5).

And if she didn't expect to see that cocksure smile of his again, she didn't really know him at all.]

Sorry to keep you waiting.

[ The tip of his blade thuds against leather armor, knocking the wind out of her and causing her to stagger back. She recovers quickly, bringing her blade down in a backhand slash and just barely clipping his chest (atk 17, dmg 4). Apparently she’s just really got it out for his clothes and is trying for his shirt now, but at least the blade is dulled and … doesn’t cut through it … ]

[Aedan don't mind. But he's too distracted flashing her another smile to actually bring himself to her level (attack 9). Swing and a miss. This was actually getting kind of sad for him.]

Do you feel prepared?

[ She can remember last she asked, he hadn't been on a mission since his arrival. For one of his firsts to be a war with the Andres Isle of all nations, she can only imagine how daunting it might be.

Her interest is genuine enough, but it doesn't stop her from taking another jab at him — it does, however, distract her into leaning too far into it and stabbing right past him, lunging forward and toppling over, sword skittering a few feet away (crit faillll). ]

[What a couple of hot messes tbh. But Aedan isn't going to thwack her in the back when she's down. He will move over to help her back to her feet--assuming she allows him to.]

I should you ask you the same. Are you all right?

[ Her hand clasps into his and she pulls herself to a kneeling position, chuckling. ]

I'd have thought you eager to take credit for distracting me.

[ She brushes hair from her face and looks up at him, hesitating on that. Slipping her hand out of his, she leans across the floor to grab her sword. ]

I promised my sword to Wynn many years ago, but this is the first I've truly been called on for it. Without a true battle, I allowed myself to think I wouldn't be sacrificing allegiance to Jon for it.

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