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abraxaslogs2021-08-12 03:26 pm
- brad bakshi; the wheel of fortune,
- coraline finch; the tower,
- gideon nav; strength,
- harrowhark nonagesimus; the magician,
- jaskier; the sun,
- kylo ren; the tower,
- link; strength,
- louis; death,
- malyen oretsev; strength,
- michael ralston; death,
- nero (drakengard); the devil,
- phoenix wright; the lovers,
- roland deschain; death,
- ronan lynch; the moon,
- sasarai; judgement,
- yuri lowell; the tower
An Evening Gathering
WHO: Anyone welcome to wander around Castle Thorne!
WHAT: A little roundtable-townhall-mingle, a space to share information and discuss the Situation
WHEN: post-Horizon, after the new arrivals turn up so they can join in
WHERE: Castle Thorne's Dining Hall
NOTES: A little like a group therapy session but not, all characters will be invited to share anything they would like about their experiences and ask each other questions. Afterwards the group are free to mingle and discuss freely (just reply to the post itself). Let's bond, learn, complain about our new body parts and swap the hot goss!
The invitation spreads easily enough among the Welcomed (and those of the formerly imprisoned who have since earned a pardon), thanks to the cheerful efforts of everyone's favourite bard and the ever-grinding rumour mill: tonight, anyone interested in participating is invited to remain in the dining hall after the evening meal to discuss recent events. Depending on how far along the game of telephone the invitation is by the time it reaches any one person, further details may be difficult to pin down. It is clear at least that this meeting isn't being organised by Ambrose or anyone else from Thorne, though there's no effort to keep it secret from the inhabitants of the castle either. A call to arms this is not. This is not the venue for plotting against the establishment— seditionist talk is best left to the privacy of the Horizon.
Anyone choosing to attend will find the evening meal proceeds as it usually does. As the plates are cleared, though, the table becomes the setting for something of an informal discovery session, a meeting of minds. Everyone here is welcome to take a turn to speak if they would like, and to ask any questions they hope someone else may be able to answer. As the imprisoned are unable to attend, a recording is being made. However, going on the record is optional. Anyone who would rather keep their thoughts transient and non-incriminating is welcome to speak up without fear of being caught on tape.
The meeting breaks up once everyone has had a chance to speak, leaving plenty of opportunity for less structured discussion. Hopefully everyone can go to bed tonight feeling a little more informed and a little less alone...
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What are these guys even resisting? Being taken from their shit lives and given total access to a fuckton of magic? Whatever. We need to make sure Ambrose knows we're not on Team Suicide.
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I don't think that will be an issue.
[You know, as those who are determined to undermine any effort to assist him in his efforts are so keen on advertising just how untrustworthy they are. Kylo's mouth twitches.]
Not everyone here is too blinded by their own self-interest and outrage to see what Ambrose is trying to accomplish. And now we know who those people are, we know where to focus our energies.
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[ Ronan doesn't sound like he's complaining, and even though he kicks at the floor a little with his toe, he also leans closer to Kylo and seems to relax a bit. Not entirely mollified, but at least someone around here is confident, and it happens to be the someone charged with keeping Ronan alive. ]
I just can't... I can't end up in that dungeon. You get me?
[ Not in an oh that would be so unpleasant way, but in a that is a guaranteed death sentence way. ]
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I do. And you won't. Look around you, Ronan. This is what Ambrose has. His options. His best hope. Think of the freedoms they've allowed these people.
[And that little twitch resolves into the slightest twist of a smile.]
That's how necessary even the most useless of them are.
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I don't get it. If he can keep summoning more, why doesn't he just toss out the losers? And why the hell is that thing running free now?
[ He means Coraline, indicating her with the slightest jerk of his chin in her direction. He nods toward Nero, too. ]
And that creepy dipshit.
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Put yourself in his position.
[Which... admittedly might be a little easier for someone who's been Supreme Leader of the First Order and spent a lot of time dealing with all the power-grabbing squabbles that come part and parcel with life towards the top of the food chain. Kylo's expression slides back into its default position of generally directionless annoyance.]
It doesn't suit Ambrose's purpose to advertise any failures. This project of his doesn't have universal support even among his own people. He needs successes. And failing that, the appearance of success.
As for that thing and the creepy dipshit... [Kylo says, entirely straight-faced— which suggests it's entirely possible he knows how bizarre Ronan's particular vernacular might sound coming from his mouth] Elements like that are more easily controlled in the open, where they won't be able to resist exposing themselves.
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Sure, but...
[ God, that was funny. ]
Lining up a bunch of public executions seems like a worse look than quietly taking out the trash.
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[Kylo looks entirely too pleased with himself, watching Ronan dissolve into laughter. He waits, satisfied and patient, until Ronan's regained enough composure to continue.]
That depends on who the executions are for. Doesn't it. The intended audience. An execution can be an incredibly powerful message.
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Is that experience talking?
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[Kylo sobers too, his gaze sliding into very sharp, very steady focus. By the time he speaks, Ronan probably already has his answer.]
I was the message.
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[Ronan's response catches Kylo completely off-guard, stunned into silence as Ronan follows the angry line sliced through his face with featherlight touch. His heart slams viciously hard in the cage of his ribs. His lips part, but nothing but the sound of a hitched breath falls out.]
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I think we should show Ambrose we're the only ones he needs.
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Do you.
[It might be the only thing he can think of to say in the moment, honestly. A placeholder response while he gathers his scattered thoughts. He sucks in another breath that shudders at the very edges.]
Ambitious.
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[ And what do any of these people have to offer that Kylo and Ronan can't provide? It's not like anyone else stepped really forward with a compelling argument for their own usefulness. Anyway, two is a good number. Two is a perfect number. Even stronger than three. ]
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I think Ambrose was trying for an even fifty.
[His lips quirk. Hero is not a title just about anyone would think to apply to Kylo Ren in the first place, let alone grant him in preference over any field of competitors. Still. Confidence is a good colour on Ronan, especially considering the mood Kylo had found him in just moments ago.]
But I'll listen to your plan, if you have one. Tell me, Ronan. How do you and I show the High Mage we're the ones he's been hoping for?
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[ Or... Well, he should be able to, with this much magic in the air. If he could create Cabeswater and Lindenmere out of a dying ley line, it should be a hundred times easier here. ]
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[That is indeed a fine prize to offer Ambrose. Kylo, on the other hand, has very little of constructive use to offer, particularly given the hesitancy Jon's attack has likely introduced when it comes to powers involving the mind. He glances over the assembled crowd. Will Ambrose have need of an enforcer? Perhaps. Perhaps he will.]
You may have to convince him we come as a pair, then.
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That's obvious.
[ Come on, now. The incident with the swords no doubt cemented the absolute necessity of Kylo's role in Ronan's dreaming. ]
I can't do it without you.
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How sweet.]
You could.
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I can't.
[ He means it. ]
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Then you won't have to. When Ambrose sees what you can do. What you are willing to do. He'll assign you whatever assets you need.
[Kylo certainly seems to be speaking from experience here, doesn't he. He leans in conspiratorially, his voice a low, satisfied murmur.]
I would. If I had summoned you to my empire.
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You are not just now telling me you're an emperor. That should have been first date information.
[ He's teasing. But also not. Though everything Kylo's mentioned about his past forms a picture that probably ought to have been clear by now, Ronan had obviously missed it. Why didn't Kylo say something? ]
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[Now that is a very pleasant reaction to bask in.]
Should it? I hold no rank here. [...but he'll indulge you, thanks for the invitation.] I am the emperor. Supreme Leader of the First Order, Master of the Knights of Ren. If we're trimming the list to titles I have earned rather than inherited.
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[ This is highly erotic information. ]
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