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.  ]

Comments

[fleecing]

[ his eyes widen a bit at the obviously terrible prospect of waiting here in his cell, but he weighs it against the alternative, hesitating. ]

I think I'll take my chances down here, then.

[bigbad]

You can leave your cage, at least! Maybe get a bit of exercise. Too bad a shower's probably out of the question... [Spike is the most helpful.]

[isisagent]

So, wait I'm confused. Is the part about you being a total ass-douche fake, too? Because I'm told the fake you is more of a prick than your brother. Whom - while we're on the subject - I still need to shoot and/or go drinking with.

[rationalizes]

Archer. [ mom-voice activate. gar curls one hand around the bars as she looks at chad sympathetically. ] We're so sorry we didn't look for you sooner. All this time, we suspected-- well, anything but this, really. Draken Crombe's been using your identity to assume a great deal of power over the entertainment industry, in some sort of... mind control plot, the scope of which we're still puzzling out years later. I'm afraid he's exploited the rift that already existed between you and your brother - even he never suspected that you were-- well... not you. Probably because he was inclined to, er... believe the worst.

[nothingsodivine]

[Des still looks like he's going to be ill, because goddammit, he should have known this.] We'll get 'em back.

[It's both a response to Gar's apology and a reassurance for Chad. For now, he's going to continue on down the hall.]

[slay]

Am I the only one who really hates the idea of leaving anyone alone in Chateau de Big Bad?

[ Like. ok it's chad's choice and all but now that des is literally hiking off as if that's that she's just going to point it out like ??? werwatey ??? he could run away and get killed ??? Someone could come retrieve him while they're distracted? Double-kidnapping all the way across the sky ?? ]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des stops and sighs.] If we leave him here, there's a chance they'll leave him alone- they've got bigger issues and if he's safe in his cell, they can just deal with him later. If he's with us, we'll paint a target on his back. No matter how useful he is to them alive, they won't want us taking him and finding out anything else about their pla. It's a risky move either way, but with us, there's absolutely no guaranteeing his safety. Here, he's got a shot. It's not an ideal situation, but what about this is?

[fleecing]

Not to mention I am personally not to hurry to run straight at those who've been holding me captive for the last three years.

[bigbad]

Really? I'd be ready to start tearing out throats.

[Spike says as if that's not his default mood. He shrugs a shoulder and pulls his gun out again.]

We could at least leave you with something to defend yourself...

[fleecing]

I doubt it would do much good against her. [ he gives a bitter empty smile, but reaches for the weapon ] But that doesn't mean I won't take it.

[nothingsodivine]

[Satisfied with that, Des presses on, a cold edge in his tone when he speaks.] She's got worse things to worry about than you.

[fleecing]

You'll forgive me if I hold my confidence in you until you actually get me out of here alive.

[slay]

Then don't take our word for it now. [ Pulling the gun from her pants, she hands it to him grip-first. ] Take it when we come back alive.

[isisagent]

[Archer's just glaring at Gar.]

What? Seemed like a fair question, Jeanne. Stop breaking my balls. Let's just get this over with, so we can rescue Becksworth number two. Sheesh.

[nosdacariad]

[ gar ignores archer, while chad accepts the gun and then casts a baleful look back at his cell, before retreating inside it with a grimace. ] What about the, er... [ mark points at the door. that's been completely removed. ]

[65]

You want to make him wait in the other cell [the one where they just rekilled tia's dad] and hope no one notices?

[nothingsodivine]

Maybe he can cry Stockholm Syndrome...

[rationalizes]

He might do well to pretend to be frightened of whoever came through to remove the door. But hopefully, we'll run into anyone coming down here before he does. It shouldn't be long, Mr. Becksworth.

[witchwoman]

[Myri really doesn't like this plan, but she can tell that trying to fight against it now would be an uphill battle- one that she would probably lose and would only break down on group moral. Seeing that Chad is more aware of himself and seeming slightly less traumatized, she makes her way over to Finnick and half slumps against him as she takes a break and finally heals herself up a bit, (cure moderate for 20 hp and cure light for 13 hp puts her at a whopping 39. good enough.)]

The roses. [She says to Finnick, keeping her voice slightly lowered, not really wanting to make a big deal of it.] I don't want to use them until we have to. Anyone can use them, so if something happens to me, I want you to have them to keep the group safe

[65]

[finnick nods, and as much as he wants to argue pooh pooh nothing's going to happen to you myri, he won't. because they're seen some shit and there's probably more to come. A DRAGON ATE SPIKE.]

I'll take care of them, don't worry. [the roses? the team? both? both.]

[witchwoman]

Thank you. [She says it even quieter than the rest. Getting a little emotional over here, everyone. But she'll take her bag back for now. She won't burden him with playing medic when he can skewer things with his trident. It's only if she's hurt that she wants him to take on her duties. Pressing up on tip toe, she pulls him closer to press a quick kiss to his cheek. She can be romantic in the face of death if she wants.]

We should go. The quicker we get in there, the quicker this will all be over. Are any of you hurt?

[Last call for heals, kids. Even though I think the only other person to take damage was Mark thanks to Des' friendly fire???]

[nosdacariad]

Nothing I can't deal with.

[nothingsodivine]

[HAHAHAHA. Des looks sheepish over here.] Sorry about that.

[Cough. Anyway. /resumes walking towards the ~promised land~ or the land of their next doom. Whoo.]

[rationalizes]

[ as they go to round the next bend, a haunting, dirge-like whistle fills the air, low at first, then gradually louder. a dc 16 will save is necessary to avoid becoming paralyzed with fear, unable to take actions until the whistling stops, with a -2 to defense.

gar, failing, stops dead in her tracks. ] What-- [ meanwhile, those who don't fail would hear a voice in their minds, echoing, a thin plaintive voice, perfectly miserable that says "Help me..." ]

[65]

[will save 20 total, finnick is fiiiiiine. if not werwateyed.] Do you hear that?