closed ♔ fallen saints and fallen stars

[behindcloseddoors]

 ♬ keep on wanting - the fray

WHO || Myri & Spike [closed]
WHAT || Myri share her discovery with Spike
WHERE || London, England
WHEN || mid-april, after dis
HOW || Actionspam

[Myri asks Spike to come with her, and they check out a car, which she lets him drive, directing him to take them towards London. As they ride, she studies him in the darkness, before finally saying:]   I... meant to ask as well, how you were feeling. I heard people talking about what happened.

 

Comments

[witchwoman]

No- two others. They were still inside. They helped us escape. [She casts a nervous glance back from where they came.] We can't leave without them.

[bigbad]

If they're alive. [Spike feels it's necessary to add. He doesn't know how long it takes to defeat a lava monster, but he still feels like they should be out by now.]

[affianced]

Escape...? [ she sucks in a breath, suddenly horrified. her fingers close more tightly around the box and she seems to come to a decision. ] I can't imagine what you've been through. But I promise, I'm a friend. There are some of us here looking to help people like you. Who believe in what this country once stood for.

I'll help you in any way I can.

[witchwoman]

[Myri is quiet for a few beats. It's been a really long... forever for her here. So to have someone seem to so genuinely want to help them? Someone who might know this island well enough to make it a reality? She's overwhelmed by it and steps forward to hug the woman tightly, tears forming and making it difficult to speak.]

Thank you.

[bigbad]

[THAT'S NICE. Spike doesn't hug her, but his shoulders do slump a little in relief.] Glad to know there are some decent people here.

[affianced]

[ lara squeezes myri gently, closing her eyes tightly for a moment before releasing her. ] I'd like to think there are more of us than there are of them. Even if it doesn't feel that way most days.

That's just because they're the ones with the power right now. But not forever.

[witchwoman]

[Myri steps back and wipes the tears from her cheeks.]

Who? Who are you? Who could possibly hope to stand up to him?

[affianced]

My family, the Tamon family, are part of the old nobility here on the island. I suppose you could say I'm a Countess, but the names only mean anything in terms of tradition these days.

But I knew the King and the Queen, while they were still alive. And the Prince as well. [ she smiles sadly ] Those of us who grew up with him... some of us still remember what things were like, before Dimitris took power. We hear a lot, since Dimitris still loves to keep our societal circles active.

We try to do what we can to make a difference. But it's easier for us to do that if we maintain the positions we have.

[bigbad]

Yeah, I can see how Countesses might have a bit more power than normal people. [Spike looks back towards the compound, looking worried. He hopes Thomas and Jack show up soon. He's worried.]

[affianced]

Not to mention we've seen what happens to people who speak out against Dimitris directly. [ a very personal edge of sorrow touches her tone, and she looks down ] We try to be as careful as we can. That's what this is about. [ she gestures to the box, which she kneels down to replace in the hole and begin covering ] It's the safest way for us to communicate with each other.

[witchwoman]

You found a way, though. That's the important part. [It somehow helps her to know that there are people fighting for them.]

Do you have safe passage off the island? For all of us?

[bigbad]

[Spike puts an arm around Myri, squeezing her gently.] Anywhere'd do. We've got people that could come for us, once we're elsewhere.

[affianced]

[ lara nods ] That's no trouble. My family has a private yacht. I can have one of our drivers take you across to France. If anyone has questions, I'll simply say it was to fetch a shipment from out of the country. Don't worry - I'll send someone who's been with the family for years. I'd go with you myself, but I have obligations tomorrow. [ a beat of hesitation ] I know it's probably not ideal, but I'd ask that you wait on the yacht overnight. It'd look a bit more suspicious for him to drive off at this hour. [ she doesn't seem to notice the sound of someone else approaching through the woods, but one of them might. listen check 17+ will pick up on the sound of feet cracking over twigs. ]

[witchwoman]

[myri is a frightened rabbit on high alert right now, so she hears those twigs snap and jumps to turn towards the sound (listen 27). Her voice is small and frantic.]

Someone's coming--

[bigbad]

[Spike's just got really good ears (listen 34). He steps in front of the women, turning towards the sound.]

Here, get back. I'll take care of 'em.

[dragonsclaw]

[ and a figure lopes out into view...

and it's jack.

just jack, actually. and he's not looking so good. whatsoever. not only is he singed here and there from his contact with the fire elemental, but he's bleeding as well, and worst of all is the look in his eye, a discouraging dullness as he stumbles towards them, catching himself on a tree and clutching at a wound on his side. he doesn't seem to actually even see them, they'd realize, and he coughs up blood, doubling over. ]

[bigbad]

[...that can't be good. Well, Jack being here is good, but the lack of Thomas? That look in his eyes? The blood?]

...where's Thomas?

[witchwoman]

Jack! [Myri's at his side in an instant, not strong enough to heal him but not really thinking about her limitations. She is, however, distracted by Spike's question. Fear grips at her heart. She never wanted anyone to die for her. She never wanted any of them to end up hurt.]

[dragonsclaw]

[ relief at least sparks in his gaze when he sees them, although he looks warily at lara before answering. ] Sarandis... cut off our escape. There were too many of them.

[ his face contorts into a grimace and he looks away ] Dimitris' taken Thomas captive - alive, for now.

[ again, his eyes flit to lara, and his answer is a bit cagey as he says simply: ] He let me go, to deliver a message.

[bigbad]

[Spike's been taken alive by Dimitris for long enough that he's not sure it's such a good thing. Neither does the message thing, really. Nothing sounds good about anything related to Dimitris, basically.]

And what's that?

[witchwoman]

No... He can't be- [It's all her fault. But they can fix this. They can come back and make this right. Myri follows Jack's gaze to Lara.] She's a friend, Jack. She wants to help us get home.

[dragonsclaw]

That's very kind of you. [ it's said with a weary but sincere gratitude as he nods to her, still leaning on the tree with one hand. ] I think we'd best discuss the rest, however, when we make it back to England.

[bigbad]

[The part of Spike that always wants to go do things screams that they shouldn't go back, that they should go in despite the impossible odds and rescue Thomas.

The part of him that's been tortured for weeks or however long it's been just wants to go home. So does the part that needs to get Myri out of here. He nods.]

Let's get out of here, then.

[affianced]

There's a first-aid kit on the yacht. I'm not certain how much good it will do but... perhaps I can bring some extra supplies out there later.

Come with me. Stay close.

[ and she's gonna lead them out of there to the yacht blah blah hand wavey sneaking around shenanigans x( /pink panther theme plays.

NOW YOU'RE ON A BOAT. below deck, in the cabin, as the vessel rocks gently on the waves where it's parked. lara pulls out said first aid kit and unrolls the sleep away beds to help lower jack down there. ] Don't worry about the sheets. We'll burn them and buy new ones.

[witchwoman]

[Even without her magic, Myri had been trained to treat people for all sorts of injury and ailments. She moves for the first aid kit immediately and looks Jack over with a more critical eye, not simply worrying about him, but assessing what needs to be done to get him patched up enough to make the journey.

The surgery lasts about 3 hours. There's probably a lot of blood, so try not to get too hungry, Spike. Myri's good at what she does, though, and she works diligently through the night (heal/treat injury 29). Perhaps it's good that she's used to getting so little sleep now.]