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

[watchmaker]

[he wakes up slowly, like what happen??? then he realizes ... what is happening. and frowns.] So you decided? You're going? [to andres. that part is unspoken but definitely there.]

[bittersweeter]

Yeah. [ she has the grace to sound apologetic and rather unwilling. but faye. that's the crux of it. faye. she can't just let her best friend do this alone. ] But I'm coming back, you're not getting out of this war bride thing.

[watchmaker]

You better. [he kisses her, and in an attempt to lighten the mood] I don't want to be a war widow left with two cats to raise.

[i just said it was an attempt, ok.]

[bittersweeter]

[ she ducks her head against his chest, brief smile obvious in her words. ] Single father, you'd have all the ladies lining up.

[watchmaker]

Just the cat ladies, though. [he wrinkles his nose like ew.]

[bittersweeter]

Well, good. If I die, I want you to be alone forever. [ actual worst person on the planet. ]

[watchmaker]

No rebound? Ever? Not even after a couple centuries? Harsh. [/acts like he doesn't know his gf and expect this behavior out of her.]

[bittersweeter]

Nope, I'm the end of the line for you, Gabriel Gray. [ she taps his nose playfully with her finger. ]

[watchmaker]

That's hardly even a line. It's a hyphen. [he's complaining, but doesn't actually sound ... complainy about it?]

[bittersweeter]

It's the longest hyphen in your life. [ don't be silly. she knows he's just fronting. but. ] I really do have to go. Packing, weapons, trusty diamond.

[watchmaker]

Okay. [he kisses her again, for good measure. feelings are hard. and not sexy hard like his dick when they bone. just difficult.] I'm gonna miss you.

[bittersweeter]

[ ♫ rain -- the strange familiar ]

I'll miss you, too. I love you. [ she knows he knows, but she reminds him anyway, returning his kiss softly. he's very smart but he can be dumb as a bag of bricks. he might need the reminder. ] See you soon, Sylar.

[ before she loses her nerve and crawls under the covers with him, she pushes off the bed and hurries out of the room, the door slamming with finality behind her. worst part of the day. ]