briefing ♔ i will never know myself until i do this on my own

[wynn]

This is War- 30 Seconds to Mars

WHO || Wynn,  Jack, Hasmed, Lis'sa, Dovan, Solace, Koraith, Christos, Tia, Nessa, Grant, Buffy, Myri, Finnick, Spike,  Gar, Archer, Des, Fred Jr., Dumage, Mark, Alainn, Zero, Colin, Lan, Eric, Val'drin, Risa,  Anastacia, Faith O., Max R., Belle, Kadir, Edain, Sydney, Zatanna, Aurelius, Jaina, Erky, Davin,  Riddick, Jordan, Henry, Leia, Willow, Kate, Allison, Francesca, Bo, Han, Aedan, Rocket, Drax, Nathan, Maxwell, Sam, Faith L., Cora, Dimitri, Alanna, Jaime, Klaus, Gus, Andrew, Stiles, Lydia, Gold, Jackson, Adam, Miles, Penelope, David, Derek, Andie, Kali, Cara, Nels, Taradiddle, Abigail, Astrid, Bambi, Frankie, Rose, Helen, Alaric, Alice, Lissa, Alex, Emma F., Cordelia, Zoe,  Sebastian, Malina, Alcide, Phineas, Fiona, Arthur, Faye, Mars, Kate, Lila,  Jameson, Felicity, Thoster, Adi, Brantley, Hook, Emma, Eleven, Alisha, Will, Dean, Grimrot     [Closed]
WHAT || Andres War Briefing
WHERE || Knights HQ, Round Table Room
WHEN || September 19th [forward dated]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, please call dibs in the dibs plurk!

On the eve of battle, an impressive array of Knights gathers in the Round Table room of the castle.  The usually cavernous room seems tightly packed with this many bodies, and places at the Table are reserved for Wynn, the Section Heads, all those who have had any hand in the Talisman mission, including New York, and Christos, but who's going to argue with him, really.  The air buzzes with a mixture of impending dread and on some fronts, excitement.  It's hard to deny that there are those in the room who have wanted to make a move on Andres for years.

Wynn waits for the appointed hour, before nodding for the doors to be sealed and calling the meeting to order.  

"Before we begin, I'd like to thank each and every one of you, many who have traveled an extensive distance at a moment's notice to join us here today.  I understand that many of you have little idea what you have agreed to, but I hope that before the end of this meeting, you will come to understand what we are doing, and why it must be done.

Andres' Isle has been held under the sway of the man who calls himself their "Prime Minister" for nearly a decade.  In these ten years, he has turned what was once an idyllic country steeped in tradition into a tightly controlled fascist nation disguised as representative of its people.  

Andres is far from the only country to fall to such a fate over the course of history, and it has never been the prerogative of this Knighthood to enforce our own personal vision of some sort of world order onto any nation.  We are protectors of justice, and our enemy has always been both that which comes from the darkest depths of Shadow, and intolerance and prejudice that stems from this world. 

But Dimitris Sarandis has proven to be an exception, an embodiment of all the ideals we stand against, who has aspired to systematize the kind of violence and hatred that threatens the welfare of countless innocents under his rule.  He has used his position to exploit Shadowkind on the island to the point of conducting torturous experiments on them, designed to help him accomplish his goal of forcibly enslaving non-humans, so that they may serve what he sees as the superior race of homo sapiens.  

As if this were not enough, Dimitris knows of our existence, and wishes to tear down our organization, understanding that we pose a threat to all he seeks to accomplish.  To this end, he has conspired against us, kidnapped members of our organization and subjected them to brutal and vile torture, and attempted to blackmail us through detaining Sir Thomas Bancroft and now Sir Samcelot, into complying with his whims - to leave his regime alone entirely, to turn over our most ancient, powerful artifact, and for me to submit to death at his hand.  

Killing Dimitris alone will not stop the system he has created, and will not help free the people of Andres.  Most citizens of the country remain innocent, terrified into compliance, or completely ignorant of what Sarandis does behind closed doors.  These people deserve our help, and the only way to do so is to show them the evil that lurks at the heart of their government, gain their support in uprooting that evil, and assist them in stabilizing their country thereafter.   

To do this, we will need to go beyond the usual parameters of our missions, with a militant, strategic push into the island designed to seize the castle, and take down Sarandis' rule."   He pauses there, letting that sink in.  "What I will not stand for is a callous attitude towards the innocents who we seek to protect on the Island, during this insurgency.  Their safety will be paramount to our operation, and as such, speed is important to what we will be accomplishing.  Dimitris expects retaliation, but he also underestimates our tactics.  As such, rather than attacking the castle with an army, you will be deployed about the Island in a number of small teams, each with an objective that will help us cut off Dimitris from contact with his supporters, secure Sir Bancroft and Sir Samcelot's safety, free those who are imprisoned, and confront Sarandis, taking the castle in the process.

Details of these individual operations not withstanding, I imagine there are some questions.  I open the floor to you to speak."

Comments

[postergirl]

[ dumage's lip curls up and she looks very annoyed by this idea, as she stares across the table at mark, and sarcastically sneers: ] Well, isn't that romantic.

[nosdacariad]

Well, I mean... [ S-SO UNCOMFORTABLE HAVING THIS COME UP IN FRONT OF EVERYONE ] as... as kids, we were. I don't know if that still-- I mean, it's been a long time, and a lot's happened since our parents made that uh, arrangement...

[nothingsodivine]

[except he doesn't, because he resisted the urge to be an asshole this time.]

[witchwoman]

[Do you know what we're not going to do guys???? Embarrass Mark with news about his fiance who is engaged to his best friend. She gives the table a sweep to try to convey that to her teammates.]

I'm sure there will be time for you to catch up once the dust has settled. It's not really any of our business.

[Got it guys???]

[graveflowers]

[ leeeeeans over to finnick and myri. ] I still call dibs on Michael, for the record.

[65]

[finnick snorts a little and looks over at vi like wut???

yep i made y'all wait like. 20 minutes. just for that tag. thug life.]

[nothingsodivine]

So once we get Kat out...?

[Not that Mark's love life isn't fascinating, but come on guys...]

[opprobrium]

[ Sebastian is just listening to it all. For once he's very serious. War's kind of a big deal.]

[wynn]

Whether you do or do not, the next step remains the same. The same tunnels through which Prince Andres escaped have been sealed over since then, according to intelligence gathered by the Dragon's Claws.

Sir Yassin will be leading a team consisting of Sir Trevethor, Malina Harvey, Cabot, and Dantalion, whose job will be to created a controlled explosion to clear the tunnels, granting access to our interior team, into the dungeon levels of the palace. If Sir Bancroft isn't being held in the prison, he's likely being held there. The access team will be responsible for holding this access point after the others have gone through, to keep an escape route, as well as an easy route for any back-up to access the palace.

A separate team will be taking a more hazardous route through the top level of the building, led by Sir O'Rourke, if Lara's ruse does not draw Kat from the castle. This team must necessarily be kept very small, and will consist of Sir Bristow and Sir Braddock, as well as Brendan [ he nods towards... Jameson in the crowd ], all of whom possess experience with infiltration. Their job will be to investigate the source of whatever is putting Sir Samcelot in Sarandis' thrall, and do what they can to shut it down, without being seen.

Once this has been accomplished, Sir Trinall's team will dispatch a false message to Sarandis directly, impersonating his guard, and advising him that a breach of security has occurred. They'll encourage him to take to his sealed lower levels until the threat has been dealt with. At this point, Sir Bancroft should already have been recovered, by one team or another, meaning that whatever reaction Sarandis has should not endanger him further. Without the ability to actually contact his men, the only leverage he may still possess will be Sir Samcelot. If Sir O'Rourke's team is successful, she should be able to shake off the effects, however, just as Sarandis is herded directly towards our basement team.

Prince Andres will lead this team, consisting of Sir Gar, de Tanos, Odair, Spike, Summers, Archer, and Desmond Descant. Their objective is to explore the basement, free Sir Bancroft, if he is held there, recover Sir Samcelot, and take down Dimitris.

[bigbad]

Mark's leading us?

[He might be a prince but he's STILL MARK like can he even do that he crashes cars and shoots teammates.]

[nothingsodivine]

Does it matter whose leading us? No one ever listens to the leader anyway.

[Facepalm.]

[beatupgrass]

[AHAHAHA hi demolitions team. Rocket scratches an ear as he glances in the... general direction of whoever Wynn indicated for that team.]

I may or may not have gotten plastered [pointed look at Spike] last night, but I think I got somethin' out of it your demolitions team can use.

[I don't know what it is... but he got 28 demolitions check on it, so it's probably fucking amazing and made out of things he stole from a British Radio Shack and other various places. Someone is partially responsible for this. It could be Astrid. Or Drax.]

We'll call it another gratuity for helpin' me escape. [He pats Drax's bald head.] And keepin' this lunatic off the streets. Seriously. He's hopeless.

[craic]

[ Jameson gives a little finger-waggle wave and smile as Wynn indicates him. They both remembered which name he was using, this calls for a smile. Trust him with your super-sensitive plans, everyone. Look how eager her is to rob that palace help. ]

[demolitionman]

[ kadir raises an eyebrow at rocket and the skepticism is clear on his face as he looks at wynn like AM I SUPPOSED TO TRUST THE EXPLOSIVE DEVICE CREATED BY A RACCOON. IS THAT MY JOB HERE TODAY. ] I hope you won't mind me taking a look at it before we go.

[autorevive]

The raccoon talks and makes explosives? Am I on acid? I have to be tripping balls, man. How does he do it? Does the little bugger even have thumbs?? [he knows all about raccoon penises, and yet ... ]

[bredinthebone]

Will you shut up?

[That is directed to Nathan. But really she's peering at this explosive device with interest. Did you bring her a toy, you lovely talking masked mammal you? Is Kadir going to kill her for wanting to play with the dangerous explosive just because it was built by a raccoon?

The answer to both of those is yes. Malina generates her own explosives, she doesn't need to play with new ones.

Felicity, on the other hand, is just going to peek around at this "Brendan" person as he waves, then tip her head to the side, almost as though she's appraising him. Then she shrugs. If he's okay with Wynn that's good enough for her.]

[bigbad]

[Spike looks extremely innocent.]

What, plastered on something that doesn't even have antimatter particles?

[Meanwhile Drax looks pleased... until it registers what Rocket is saying (wis 8). Then he looks up with a puzzled frown. He still uses streets what is Rocket even talking about.]

[wynn]

[ mark manages to keep a straight face at spike's earlier doubt, and gar gives him a proud glance, obviously not too concerned that she lost mission leader status for this one. fred jr. shifts in his place, arms folded, looking a little disgruntled however. it's clear that he's not happy with not being on that little strike team. either of them. ]

Throughout all this, problems can be expected to arise. I have faith in each of you to adjust as necessary, and it will be your job to assist your mission leaders and comply with their final say on any decisions. They will, of course, value your suggestions.

If any of the plans surrounding the palace should fall apart, and the interior teams find themselves in peril, we will have a back-up team on stand-by, prepared to launch a frontal assault. I will personally lead this team, joined by Arthur Pendragon, Sir Tollins, Sir Herveaux, Sir Faith O'Keefe, Sir Fredrick Jr., and Sir Chessing.

[nothingsodivine]

[Des looks up at Wynn's last comment, all SHIT SON, but doesn't say anything. Even Gold and Bambi are like FUUUUUUUCK over in their respective corners.

Meanwhile, completely oblivious to how important this is, Rocket looks at Nathan and holds up a disconcertingly human hand/paw/something and slowly drops down each digit into a fist until the thumb is the last one.

Yes. He has a fucking thumb you jackass. He also knows how to make a fist. Your move.]

[bittersweeter]

Sorry, like King Arthur? The actual "Once and Future King"? [ she was pretty sure wynn was punking her when he said he was just holding excalibur for arthur because he's the badass dragon lady in the lake (that is paraphrasing if you're unclear). because arthur died. like a millennia ago. she saw the movie, it was very dramatic and that bird was pretty chill. so she is just looking for some clarification here. ]

[familybusiness]

[Who looks a little bit smug? This guy over here.

He tries to catch Lila's eye after she speaks, giving her a very telling shrug of his shoulders. He told you, gurl. He likes to be right.

He knew about the King Arthur thing too. Whoops.

This has been a tag.]

[autorevive]

[what if nathan flips rocket off in response? yep. that happened. casually flipping off a raccoon.

and all my other characters who aren't fucking brain damaged are like woah son shit jut got real. to wynnie the pooh being in the field. and also king arthur???????

except finnick who's like yeah that dude was my roommate. we had some times.]

[moonheart]

[ meanwhile, faith looks at fiona beside her like AW YIS TEAMMATES. WITH WYNN. AND KING ARTHUR. AND EACH OTHER. bumpin dat fist. ]

[missindependent]

[ FIST BUMP

but, i mean, the are the coolest, so it shouldn't really be that surprising, right? ]

[bittersweeter]

[ lila sticks her tongue out at sam because she is the most grown up. SHE NEVER SAID HE WOULDNT GO EVER OMG. ]