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

[necessaryevil]

[ surprise means he offers negative resistance to that, but even once he pushes past being thrown by it, his hands come up to cradle her face, and he returns the kiss with a possessive passion of his own, an acknowledgment of the promise between them - that they'll both make it back to each other. he pulls her closer, stepping into her, blind to whatever else might be around them. ]

[lastdragomir]

[ perfect. she pushes up on her tiptoes, hands shifting to his waist, curling her arms around him underneath his jacket. she doesn't need the extra height, she just wants to be that much closer to him. breathless from anxiety and fear mingling with desire, she wrenches her lips from his with a noise of regret and genuine distress, swallowing hard because she sure remembered they're tonguing in the middle of the hallway. i tried to write a decent tag and failed. whoops. ]

Max, we...

[necessaryevil]

[ oh right hallway. people. crowded castle. ] -- should go to your room. [ /straightforward ]

[lastdragomir]

[ a blush races up her cheeks but instead of nodding and leading the way to her room she just drags him back for another kiss. straightforward just really does it for her. that was hot.

but then she does break away, nod, and yank him toward her room. ]

[necessaryevil]

[ he gets a better will save once they're inside to slow things down enough to shut the door, and slip his coat off, moving to throw it on a chair, before coming back to wrap his arms around her again. ] I don't really wanna think about tomorrow.

[lastdragomir]

Well now it's going to be the only thing you can think of, you've jinxed it. [ her smile is wan but gentle, perfunctory instead of full of mirth, but her features soften as she looks at max, happiness still there behind the apprehension and worry. ]

[necessaryevil]

It's what I'm good at. [ the words hold a certain degree of self-doubt, but it's obvious that he's... trying to make light of it, ok ]

[lastdragomir]

[ hand lifting to trace her fingertips over his cheek, thumb brushing against his jaw, she presses up on her toes to kiss him softly as her hand slides to curve around the back of his neck. ] You're good at so much more. [ a beat. ] But I suppose a distraction is in order, hmm?

[necessaryevil]

More than just a distraction. [ there's a warmth to the words that tries to impress on her exactly what this means to him. ]

[lastdragomir]

[ lissa may be catching on to something (sense motive 20 total) and her entire expression warms, pale skin looking lit by candles, as joy flutters across her face, lips parting in surprised hope and expectancy. she doesn't say anything, loath to break some kind of spell or stop max from elaborating, but it's plain as day that she fervently wishes he would elaborate. ]

[necessaryevil]

You make things feel right, you know. [ his hand ghosts up through her hair, delicately combing through strands as he studies her face. ] I don't know if I've ever felt right.

[lastdragomir]

Oh. [ she manages to make it sound heartbroken (for max) and happy (for both of the now). she has a lot of feelings. ] I'm glad you feel right. You shouldn't feel anything less.

[necessaryevil]

I feel a lot more, really.

[lastdragomir]

[ ♫ devil's backbone -- the civil wars ]

I love you, Max. [ its been over a year, she could have said it months ago but it was never the time, she always hesitated before the words could come out. there's no such hesitation at this moment. not to be melodramatic considering the timing, but her love is something she holds on to like a talisman, she want max to be able to hold on to it as well. ]

[necessaryevil]

[ despite everything there's been between them, she'd catch the flicker of surprise at the admission, that says so much about him, and what he thinks of himself. he draws her closer, leaning his forehead against hers, breathing her in as he says, almost dazed: ] I love you too.

[lastdragomir]

[ oh max. her lips lift in a brief, doleful smile. how could he be surprised? the look passes as she bridges the gap and kisses him, soft and with an almost contrite hesitance, as if apologizing for not having said it sooner. she could have, she should have. ]

[necessaryevil]

[ well now she can say it a thousand times over again tonight. he kisses her back with far less hesitance, her words making him bolder, more confident than ever. ]

[lastdragomir]

[ her lips part with a sigh, but she pulls back the tiniest bit, lips brushing against his as she murmurs out an apology that she literally can't keep in. ] I thought you knew.

[necessaryevil]

It's just-- Not easy for me wrap my head around.

[lastdragomir]

Then I'll keep telling you until you can. [ tiny kiss. ] I love you. [ another teeny kiss. ] I love you, so very much. [ another kiss. ARE YOU SEEING A PATTERN. ]

[necessaryevil]

[ he laughs against her mouth, and pulls her closer. ] Come here, you.

[lastdragomir]

[ she giggles, breathless and happy. genuinely, ecstatically happy. ] Nowhere else I'd rather be. [ and you know what, with his arms around her, she's just going to start leading them to the bed. fuck the police. ]

[necessaryevil]

[ aww yeah B) ]