andres ♔ a tiger's waiting to be tamed

[nosdacariad]

♬ clocks - coldplay

WHO || Prince Marcus Andres, Jeanne Gar, Myrilandel de Tanos, Finnick Odair, Spike, Buffy Summers, Sterling Archer, Desmond Descant, Dimitris Sarandis, Lara Tamon, Michael Collins, Dana Green
WHAT || The lost Prince of Andres leads a team of Knights in a coup against Dimitris Sarandis, to reclaim his throne
WHERE || Andres Isle
WHEN || September 19th, 2014
HOW || Actionspam

[ It seems that Wynn was hoping for Sir Mark Sandazhard to reveal his true identity, and to lead the charge against Dimitris Sarandis' tyrannical hold over the island he was born to rule.   He was not disappointed, and Prince Marcus Andres stands poised to lead the group of Knights who he's worked beside for two years, to confront Sarandis, save their friend Kat, and search the castle dungeon for the captive Dragon's Claw, Sir Thomas Bancroft.    

Before they attempt to answer the castle, however, it's time to reunite the Prince with his childhood friends on the Isle, who had long held out hope that he was still alive, including his once-betrothed, Countess Lara Tamon.  Their first task will be to convince Lara to make a risky attempt to draw Kat out of the castle.  

The fate of their captured allies, and the future of Andres Isle, lie in their hands.  ]

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[nothingsodivine]

[Des slumps against the wall, looking between Buffy and Myri (and Archer because wtf, did he just become 10% more of a person in his eyes today??), clearly relieved, and lets out a tired breath that turns into a laugh.]

I can't believe that fucking worked. Goddamn.

[He doesn't even know where to start with all of that. He feels actual gratitude for Archer, relief that Buffy's alive, proud of Myri for keeping her cool, and... Okay, maybe he's very impressed with himself for using his head. Hell, everyone, really.

Great teamwork, guys, basically.

[witchwoman]

[Myri lets out a long sigh of relief as Buffy comes to, whispering a quick prayer of thanks to the Stargods and trying to blink back the rest of her tears.]

You're still hurt...

[Buffy you have too much HP. She can't give it all back to you. But maybe some more?? Since you get in the middle of shit a lot?? So have another Cure Moderate for 17 HP. Go get 'em tiger.]

[bigbad]

[Spike is breathing hard even though he really doesn't have to and staring over at Buffy who was just PRACTICALLY DEAD. The little squish he got at the end doesn't seem to matter to him much next to that. He gives Archer a look that isn't filled with loathing and scorn for once, though that's about as close as he can get to gratitude at the moment.

He crouches next to Buffy and Myri, still looking worried. He gives Myri another worried look, but she doesn't seem to be throwing her entire life into healing Buffy, so he won't complain. And Buffy's okay. For now. He gives Buffy a slight smile, then looks up at Dr. Myri to make the hard medical calls.]

Reckon we need to call Solace or something? Course, anyone he sends'd have to get by the evil statues...

[witchwoman]

No. It's too dangerous. If I conserve my magic for strictly healing, we should be alright. Vi also gave me some roses that can do a little healing. Her way of helping us even if she can't be here.

[Myri opens her bag and lets Spike and Buffy (and anyone else who is peeping I guess) see the roses in her bag. I forget how many Emma said she made. I'm sure she's stalking and will text me later...]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des moves off the wall and squeezes Myri's shoulder. Now that he's had time to breathe and relax a bit, he can actually express all these emotions he's feeling.] She's right. We're gonna have to keep moving.

[He offers Buffy his other hand so she can stand up.] And how about you not scare us anymore for one night, Blondie?

[slay]

Yeah. Right. So you're gonna be the distraction next time?

[ Reaching out, she slaps her hand into his and pulls herself to her feet. ]

Besides. Maybe those are the last big nasties we'll run into. I mean, how many tiers of ugly can Sarandis really have?

[rationalizes]

Oh thank God, Buffy... [ relief puts some color back into gar's cheeks as she expels the breath she was holding, before casting her gaze up the hallway. there are no doors here, but at the end it turns to the left. ] I can't imagine he expected many to get this far.

[nosdacariad]

Dimitris didn't get this far by underestimating people. If we can heal people up now, maybe we should.

[nothingsodivine]

[des gives buffy's hand a squeeze before he lets go of it and focuses his attention on the hall.]

I'm fine. [said the guy with a chunk of his hp missing. he's pretty bruised up. and not healing is a bitch.]

[witchwoman]

[As Des helps Buffy up, Myri stands as well and basically ignores Des' life wishes and hits him up with Cure Serious Wounds for 24 HP. Which was basically the Vi style of FUCK YOU YOURE TAKING THIS HP AND YOU'LL LIKE IT. So.. there's that. And a cure light wounds too for another 14. Which I think puts him much closer to max..?

Also just realized that I have cure critical wounds at my disposal so hi buffy, have another dose for 31 HP for you. And a second cure critical for Buffy's intense amount of hit points... so another 37 HP. And since I'm fairly certain she STILL NEEDS MORE FOR MAX JFC... a cure serious too for 27 HP.

Can we rest now, Buffy?

So to recap... that 38 HP for Des and 95 HP for Buffy holy cow.]

[slay]

[ Back at 131/148 with her con damage taken into account, Buffy is looking pretty good! Still thin in the face from the toxic gas, but overall better. Her wounds have closed up.

With a grateful smile, she squeezes Myri's shoulder, leaning in to kiss her forehead. ] Thanks.

[65]

[finnick thinks of requesting healing, but myri's healing everyone earlier hadn't done much for him, so he doesn't think she can help with the ... general malaise of being poisoned that has settled over him. he'll just keep truckin'.]

Are we ready, then?

[nothingsodivine]

[aw yeah 91/95. Des is looking much better. He rolls his eyes a bit at Myri's insistent healing, but smiles gratefully at her and ruffles her hair a bit.

once finnick speaks, he nods.] Let's go.

[and he'll start off towards the bend in the hall.]

[rationalizes]

[ turning the corner leads them a long corridor lined with cell doors. some of them are simply barred, while others are sealed with heavy doors and single slatted windows on the outside. gar slows as they approach the first set, glancing through the bars tentatively. ] There's... it looks like a body. [ or... skeleton, collapsed in the corner. a spot check of 20+ is enough to recognize something, however: the distinctive silver and blue hue, and the dragon crest emblazoned on the armor. ]

[65]

[oh good, finnick's spot was only 16. HE DOESN'T WIN THE FIND THE TRAUMATIZING THING GAME.]

[witchwoman]

[Dont worry. Myris here for more trauma with a spot of 23.]

..Oh please, no...

[Gonna step closer and do her damnedest not to cry again.]

[nothingsodivine]

[des also sees it. (Spot 21) and looks away in shock.]

Oh Christ...

[bigbad]

[Yeah, Spike sees it too (spot 29). He grips Myri's shoulder to steady her, then moves closer to examine it. As the resident dead guy, he supposes he's the one who should make nice with the corpses. Mostly because he wants to make sure it's not Thomas.

SO YEAH HE'S GONNA TRY AND OPEN THAT CELL DOOR.]

[nosdacariad]

It's not--- it can't be-- [ the door creaks open with spike's touch, not even locked anymore. ]

[slay]

[ with her 21 wis check, buffy is optimistic. ]

Didn't the last dragon's claw go missing on Andres?

[ she's def wondering if this ... might be him. letting spike examine tho. ]

[rationalizes]

Sir Byron Ellison. [ gar says the name faintly, nodding as she stares. ] Almost a decade ago.

[nothingsodivine]

[des looks mildly unsettled.] Wait.

[he sticks his hand inside the cell and then draws back.] It's like a fridge in there. Something ain't right.

[65]

[finnick is staying back here with des bcuz what the fuck.]

[bigbad]

[Spike stops, looking into the cell, but he heeds Des' warning.]

...guess there's not much we can do for the poor chap now. Maybe on the way back.

[witchwoman]

We can't just- [Your resident cleric who feels things too much is gonna rush forward into the room. Oops?]