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All Knights ♔ VIDEO CALL
[ everyone who currently has a drakenet phone in their possession that is turned on would abruptly spring to life with a video announcement on speakerphone :')
the video stars everyone's favorite super-aryan-villain dimitris sarandis, deposed prime minister of andres isle, in what appears to be the cockpit of some kind of giant tank. weird.
he looks and sounds pretty pleased with himself, to be honest. ]
I'm certain all of you have had a chance to notice something is amiss by now, but if that weren't strikingly clear, I'm here to spell things out:
You all took my home from me by force, destroyed everything I had sought to build, tore down or stole my research and stripped me of my resources. Luckily, I had some spirited away, and I've found the Knighthood is far from short on enemies.
Turnabout, as they say, is fair play.
[ he cranks on a lever and outside there's another loud whizzing sound as a rocket goes streaking out to strike the second floor dragon's light bedroom wing for 81 structural damage, tearing a giant gaping hole in the front of the building which rocks again from the impact. dimitris closes his eyes in blissful appreciation as he listens to the impact, as if enjoying a fine symphony, before he opens them again with a sneering smile. ]
I'm sure you're all waiting for Daddy Wynn to run and save you. I'm afraid you'll find he's a bit occupied. Such a pity.
A pity, that is, that I won't get to see his face when he comes back to find this place a smoking crater littered with your corpses. Ah, well. You can't have everything.
[ with that, he grins insanely, and then the feed cuts out. replies can be sent to that video channel, but any attempts to call literally anyone else on the drakenet phone right now result only in a three dog night song playing on repeat. ]
the video stars everyone's favorite super
he looks and sounds pretty pleased with himself, to be honest. ]
I'm certain all of you have had a chance to notice something is amiss by now, but if that weren't strikingly clear, I'm here to spell things out:
You all took my home from me by force, destroyed everything I had sought to build, tore down or stole my research and stripped me of my resources. Luckily, I had some spirited away, and I've found the Knighthood is far from short on enemies.
Turnabout, as they say, is fair play.
[ he cranks on a lever and outside there's another loud whizzing sound as a rocket goes streaking out to strike the second floor dragon's light bedroom wing for 81 structural damage, tearing a giant gaping hole in the front of the building which rocks again from the impact. dimitris closes his eyes in blissful appreciation as he listens to the impact, as if enjoying a fine symphony, before he opens them again with a sneering smile. ]
I'm sure you're all waiting for Daddy Wynn to run and save you. I'm afraid you'll find he's a bit occupied. Such a pity.
A pity, that is, that I won't get to see his face when he comes back to find this place a smoking crater littered with your corpses. Ah, well. You can't have everything.
[ with that, he grins insanely, and then the feed cuts out. replies can be sent to that video channel, but any attempts to call literally anyone else on the drakenet phone right now result only in a three dog night song playing on repeat. ]

at the front desk...
Do I get the day off?
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Oi. Who's this guy, then? [she holds up her phone to her nearest partner, frowning.] Is someone havin' a laugh?
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Wynn is not my father. I believe only Sir Fred is descended from him.
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From Dimitris Sarandis.
Sweets' eyes go wide and he stammers a bit, dropping the phone as he listens.]
Uh ... guys ... ?
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Is it so difficult to put five letters on a tiny license plate? [She glances to the group.] What happened?
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Are those devices supposed to do that?
Re: at the front desk...
Cheryl - you're in charge of Babou II. And Merlin! And Woodhouse!
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That's ... really not good at all.
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Who is this mook, anyway?
[Not that he needs to know to realize this is bad, bad news. What a time to be away from HQ.]
Flagrant abuse of classic rock aside, I'm guessing we've got real reason to sweat?
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shows up to this thread 15 minutes late with starbucks
Yeah. [That was in answer to what Lorne asked.] With a message like that, definitely.
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He's a cumguzzling, cross-eyed dick pipe. The same fucking undead scrotum fucker dickwhistle that killed Mark, er, King Marcus's father and took over the bloody island. Now he's cross because the inbred gloryhole rotating fuckwit sucker was forcibly deposed for the rightful fucking king.
Twat.
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That's Dimitris Sarandis. He used to be the dictator of Andres until we helped depose him last year.
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So what now? The rest of vacation is off, clearly.
[Riding the teacups just won't hold the same charm as it might have before an attack on the Knights.]
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We should try and see if we can get back to London as soon as we can.
[He glances to Ella and Malia.]
I guess we'll have to try and take a first trip take two some other time.
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YOU'RE NOT MY SUPERVISOR!!!
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If they aren't going to let flights in... we can't exactly drive back.
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She has a point. And I didn't exactly pack any teleporting scrolls.
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[He's just saying.]
There has to be some way to get back, staying here won't do anyone any good.
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Yep, we're going to do that. Let's round everyone up so we can fly back together.
[He ... does not want to try and imagine Jaime trying to navigate all that mass transit by himself.]
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Alright, gang, stick together--
[Lorne motions for Malia and Eric to bring it on in.]
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#capable ]
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