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

[bittersweeter]

[ her eyes roll, barely (read: not at all) contained groan of disgust slipping past her lips. ]

Calm your tits, Rocky, if I'm gonna start a fight it's not going to be right before we leave. One of us actually has self control. [ it could just be a comment, random and throwaway because rose isn't known for a wealth of self control in the first place, but she definitely means it in reference to dean and dimitri. she moves on without further comment because the less time she spends talking to rose the better and lila is a flawless liar, she makes her name on be able to talk. even if that means using her silver tongue to make that comment sound benign instead of pointed (bluff 48) and non confrontational (diplomacy 50). ]

Trust me, I don't want to talk to you, but Deano is MIA and Will is busy... probably saying bye to his dogs again. [ another eye roll, less ugh. ] You're my last resort.

[ reaching into the pocket of her jacket, she pulls out a small square of folded paper, holding it out. she's wearing leather gloves and her leather jacket covers the cut outs on the back of them, so there isn't even any skin for rose to touch. threat free, her eyes serious. ] Give this to her.

[littledhampir]

Then maybe you should go so I don't have to test mine. [Her voice low and tight as Rose continues to not be able to roll a Will Save to save her life (8, meaning I rolled a friggen 2 okay).

Still, she listens, begrudgingly if the look on her face is anything to go by but she can't seem to detect any malice in Lila's intentions. She does however take a step away the second Lila tries to pass her the piece of paper; staying out of hands reach regardless of how covered up she is almost instinctual for the Dhampir.

Her eyes narrow, moving from the piece of paper to the blonde, folding her arms over her chest as if she's going to stretch out thinking about it.]

Why? What is it?

[bittersweeter]

[ she holds it out impatiently, lips pursing as she exhales harshly. ]

It's a love note. [ actually that's not quite off the mark, so the sarcasm is tinged in truth. it's not a love note, it's just a note. ] People have been hunting her down for three months, half the deluded fucking castle thinks she's a monster.

It's a reminder. That she's not. From someone who isn't in charge of tying her up and dragging her back kicking and screaming.

[littledhampir]

[Finally a well timed Will Save (18) for Rose not to say the first thing to come into her head.

It is still Rose though so she might scoff at that, all but roll her eyes and shake her head BUT, she does let her arm drop from her chest, considering taking it but needing a second before she's willing to do so as she spends another long moment studying Lila.

Whatever it is she's looking for, whatever cosmic friggen sign to tell her that this is a trap, doesn't seem to register and with some hesitation, Rose's hand goes out, body thrumming with tension as if bracing for something to happen but oddly enough, believing that it wouldn't as she snatches the note from Lila's gloved hand. (SM 17).

Shoving it in her pocket, Rose folds her arms across her chest, looking like she might even say something, ask something. The urge is gone very quickly though and she merely shifts her weight from one foot to another.]

That it?

[bittersweeter]

[ once the note is taken, she draws her hand back. ]

Thankfully. [ with a mirthless, bitter smile, she stalks past rose to continue on her way. she's not going to tell her to be careful or not die. if rose got hit by a bus lila would not be bothered. she's also not going to keep the conversation going because she knows it will devolve into violence and right now andres is more important, the people imprisoned on the island are more important. elena is more important.

so she walks off without another word, heels clacking across the floor as she goes to find emma. if anyone can force her to focus, it's emma.

she can be pissed on dimitri's behalf later. ]