andres ♔ you know you've got everybody fooled

[nosdacariad]

WHO || Failboat
WHAT || Mark has something to share with the team
WHERE || Flight from Andres to England
WHEN || September 30th [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam

[So, as September winds to an end, Wynn demands all those Knights on Andres take a break from toiling away to fix the Isle, and return to London to celebrate the new large batch of incoming squires. After the horrors of losing teammates, it seems fitting to celebrate what they can.

Failboat travels back in a private plane that Mark may have stolen from Dimitris' airfield. Sup. With everyone on board, however, he looks a little grim when they're in the air, and stands in the entranceway from the cockpit, looking out at them for a moment, before clearing his throat. ]

I've uh, got something to talk to you guys about.

Comments

[doubletake]

[Elena's eyes open. She might have been pretending to be asleep to potentially avoid awkward conversation.

Spoilers, she wasn't.

She leans over the arm rest toward the aisle, peering at Mark, eyebrows raised expectantly.]

[bigbad]

What, are you pregnant? [Spike's looking at his phone, even though it's not like he can receive texts on the airplane. He's really hoping Dumage just lost her phone or something. But he's not worried enough not to sass. He'll never be worried enough not to sass.]

[nothingsodivine]

[don't mind des leaning over the seat behind you, buffy. Maybe he just wants to see your doodles. (spot 18)] Pretty sure that wouldn't even be the weirdest thing we've heard recently, Spike.

[isisagent]

[Archer tucks a note in his jacket, and turns around, tucking a silver bullet keychain and a pencil into his pocket, and glancing occasionally at Spike.]

Yeah. Weird... Stuff... Hey who needs a drink? I get the feeling this is going to be at least a Whiskey-level discussion.

[doubletake]

[Elena lifts her hand in the air before pointing down at her head.

Come on, Archer. If you're still mad, you're not too mad to make her a drink, right?]

[65]

[finnick raises his hand too. i hope u weren't surprised.]

[isisagent]

[.......................So much conflict in Archer right now.]

[He'll mix up a few drinks - because this plane has some kind of bar, right? Archer wouldn't be in it if it didn't, so he mixed them up some Old Fashion-eds. He gives Finnick his first, though, then gives one to Elena.]

Cheers.

[doubletake]

[Look at this face. You can't resist this face. And if you do she'll just turn it into his face and then he's really screwed.]

Cheers.

[She'll even click his glass before she pulls the drink towards herself and takes a...long sip.

Sorry, Mark, they're ready now. :)]

1/2

[shootfirst]

[ kat shoves her laptop over onto fred's lap because he's officially her table i guess, congrats. ] Oh. Gee. More good news. Hooray.

[nosdacariad]

There's... really no good way to say this. But part of owning up to who I really was involved finally being free to.

There hasn't really been a good time to bring it up, because I figure you all need to hear it.

Someone... knew my secret. For years now. I never found out how they learned it in the first place, really, but-- they not only knew, they knew how badly I needed to keep it from everyone else.

[witchwoman]

[You know, there are some things that you just don't even think about or remember when you're in the middle of saving a country and trying not to die. But as soon as the words are out of Mark's mouth, Myri's eyes go wide.]

She-

[That's all she gets out before she just stares at him like IS IT WHO I THINK IT IS, MARK?? She does not seem... at all pleased by the way that she's putting this puzzle together.]

[isisagent]

I'm not sure this drink is strong enough to deal with riddles.

[That won't stop him from enjoying it, though.]

[nosdacariad]

[ mark looks up, meeting myri's gaze. and swallows a bit. ]

Dumage. Dumage knew.

[doubletake]

[With a truly abysmal will save, Elena barks out a laugh. Wow, what a bitch.]

Of course it was her. [She remembers a little conversation she had, when she saved Mark from her before her life went to hell.] No wonder she was all over your dick.

[S-so classy.]

[slay]

[ Buffy is actually staggered by the sharpness of Elena's reaction. She straightens in her seat, briefly unsettled, but turns her gaze on Mark, shaking her head. ]

I think what Elena's trying to say is … none of us are exactly surprised by the idea of Dumage hiding things. Remember Venice? Sneaking off with that blonde girl? [ Hell if she remembers who all she told about that. ] She doesn't have a great track record with honesty. Or ... anything.

[bigbad]

Oh, don't bloody start. [Spike straightens in his seat, tucking away his phone, and glares at Mark.] I don't know everything that went on with you two, but she didn't give up your secret. And it's not like you never gave her reason to.

[witchwoman]

No. [Myri's tone is perhaps more firm than usual. She even stands up. This is srs time.] Spike, I know that you seem to care for her for... unknown reasons, but this isn't up for debate. I've heard her with him. She didn't just know his secret. She held it over his head, taunted him with it. I heard her trying to convince him not to tell us because it would change what we thought about him.

[That's how she remembers it at least. And realizing that she got too swept up in the mission actually makes her feel terrible because she did realize all of this at the briefing but there was so much going on. To Mark she adds:]

I hope you realize how wrong she was now.

[nothingsodivine]

[Des sinks back into his seat without saying anything, pinching the bridge of his nose, and looking deeply pained. He's not gonna get involved in Dumagegate. He is sitting this one out.]

[65]

[so is finnick :( he doesn't have spike's boner for her but he considered her a friend ok. so he'll just silently drink his old-fashioned. thx archer.]

[bigbad]

And I heard him dump her. [He throws a hand out, pointing at Mark accusingly, though he's meeting Myri's eyes as he says it.] I'm not saying she's a saint, and she's got more issues than National Geographics, but she's not a traitor. Any threats she might've made were empty or Sarandis would've known this was coming years ago.

And you-- [Spike turns back towards Mark, leaning forward in his seat.] Should never speak to a lady like you spoke to her. No matter what she's done. You're hardly Prince Charming.

[nosdacariad]

[ hold on a second as mark drops the conch again because he's too busy being absofuckinflabbergasted. ] You... knew?

[shootfirst]

[ kat's face takes on an intense mixture of disgust and betrayal and disbelief ] Wait a fucking second. Are you trying to tell me Mark slept with Dumage?

[bigbad]

Yeah, I'd really think she'd have higher standards than that.

[doubletake]

[Oh my gosh so much eyerolling.]

Chill, Spike. Wanting to bang a prince and getting all pissy about it later doesn't make her a traitor.

[She's closer to that than Dumage, lbr.

She's so happy she has this drink.]

[slay]

She's got a point, Spike.

[ Buffy shrugs helplessly—as if she really does want to find a reason to think better of Dumage. Which is false. She doesn't at all. ]

I mean, none of us really have to wonder which came first: finding out about Mark, or dating him. [ To Mark, she adds, ] No offense. [ Blowing out a puff of air that has her bangs flying away a bit, she looks deflated. This is pretty startling, even if it 100% fits with her world view of Dumage. She's not thinking about Mark being a jerk right now. That honestly doesn't seem like her business. #ProtagonistCenteredMorality, brought to you by defend Scoobies at all costs (even when they're wrong).

Her attention shifts to Archer. ] Is it too late to take you up on that drink offer? On second thought, I think we're all gonna need one.