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

[adamantiumed]

I told him about Summers. [ being coma boy. that was a fun convo. ]

[telepathy]

Told him what?

[ Her voice takes on a sharp, protective quality. For all intents and purposes, Scott seems something of a lost cause. It usually isn't quite so difficult for clerics to rouse the victims of explosions. ]

[adamantiumed]

The truth. That they don't know what's keeping him comatose.

[telepathy]

[ Well that's more positive than she'd expected. But accurate. And she takes a moment to let her gaze drop, discouragement buried beneath a sour look as she glances aside. ]

Bloody ridiculous.

[adamantiumed]

Didn't say it wasn't. If anyone was gonna find a way to turn their coma into a dick move, it'd be him.

[telepathy]

Must you persist in being so impertinent when he isn't here to take insult?

[ Come on, dude. ]

[adamantiumed]

Maybe it's how I pretend nothin' happened.

[telepathy]

If only we all found it so simple.

[ :'| experiencing an emotion. considering changing into diamond form just for shits and giggles at this point because then she won't feel things ... ]

[adamantiumed]

He'll bounce back. [ logan might be thinking about that one time he

sure didn't. being in a coma seems a lot less hopeless than EXPLODED BY PHOENIX tbh ] Believe me.

[telepathy]

I didn't realize your gifts extended to foresight.

[ Being a bitch is a great coping method and don't let anyone tell you different. ]

[adamantiumed]

There's a lot you don't know about me.

[telepathy]

Less than you would like to believe.

[ Isn't it creepy to know she knows more about your life than you sometimes. ]

[adamantiumed]

We already know there's plenty of differences between your world an' mine. Maybe I'll surprise you.

[telepathy]

[ Getting a squinty look from a telepath usually indicates being read, but Emma makes no move to probe into his mind as she fixes him with an inscrutable expression. He makes a fair point—what's more, she's genuinely interested, and not simply in digging the distinctions out of his head.

(Truth be told, she's witnessed a great number of them in the past already. But drudging up one of his worse moments doesn't seem like a way to win friends, and Emma is short on those these days.) ]

See that you do.

[ Telepaths are hard to surprise. And yet. ]

[adamantiumed]

[ he watches for a moment, as if challenging her to go deep sea diving in his head again, but is kind of pleasantly surprised when... she doesn't????? but that doesn't mean he's gonna make this share time, anyway. ] Take care of yourself, Frost.

[ he marches past her towards the door ] Not that I have to tell you that.

[telepathy]

[ She's left chuckling in his wake, unbothered by the dig. In fact, she takes great comfort in it. ]

If there's one thing I excel at ...

[ Her own survival has always been her first priority. Until Scott. Until her children. But it's easier to fall back on that now when she's had both ripped from her. ]