dragon butt-whooping

[buttwhoopqueen.livejournal.com]

Who: Jade Chan, Members of the J-team, Members of Krasus' team, Deathwing etc. (I know I'm missing people from the tag list...)
What: Getting Jade's talismans back from evil dragon-dude (AKA Deathwing).
When: Today?
Where: Somewhere outside the castle.
Rating: PG?

Jade was sitting on a bench outside the castle, swinging her legs back and forth and whistling innocently so to appear as if she wasn't planning on attacking a mean old dragon anytime in the near future. She was waiting for the rest of her team to show up so they could carry out the plan--create a distraction and then charge in for some major butt kicking. Excitment and anticipation were bubbling inside her. This was her first mission without Jackie. This was her chance to prove that she really could be a hero like her uncle! She crossed her fingers hoping that nothing would go wrong...

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[buttwhoopqueen.livejournal.com]

"Aw come on, aren't you excited?" Jade pops up off the bench, disapproving glare on her face.

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

Harley skipped toward them and rested her elbow on Akira's shoulder.

"Don't bother, kid. This one's a lost cause."

[buttwhoopqueen.livejournal.com]

Jade scrunches up her nose and counts on her fingers. "Six? Seven?"

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

And Natsuki's here, looking entirely unhappy. She doesn't really want to get involved, but she'd feel bad if the crazy kid got killed just because she was feeling lazy.

"Hey."

[buttwhoopqueen.livejournal.com]

Well this is an entusiastic bunch, Jade thinks, looking around the group. At least they're here...

She briefly wonders if Krasus is going to show up-- he didn't seem to like her strategy very much. She squeezes the talismans in her pocket for reassurance, even though they don't work. Is Jade having second thoughts? No, she's got this under countrol...

"Hi!" she greets Natsuki with a cheerful smile.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Jade gets a bemused glance and a tentative smile; enthusiastic greetings are still kinda weird. And she really doesn't know what to make of Aradia's costume, but at least she doesn't know the name of it. Thank god for small mercies.

"No idea. Who else is as bored and suicidal as we are?"

[percepts.livejournal.com]

Better a little late than never? Nudge hurries up to the rag-tag group, not really seeing any faces she recognised, other than Jade's. She didn't know how this was going to turn out, but she really wanted to help Jade get back her stuff. She did tell that Krasus guy she wouldn't get involved, but... a promise was a promise, after all. And with all these people here... maybe this would work out fine.

She adjusts her jacket, making sure her wings aren't visible, and walks over to Jade.

"Hey, everyone."

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

Harley's counting on her fingers. "-five, six. Is this everyone?"

INFILTRATION TEAM

[thelifemeddler.livejournal.com]

After last night's call for an expedition, Krasus sent small pendants (http://healingcrystals.net/zcart/images/azeztulite_crystal_pendant.gif) to each recruit with a note to carry them at all times. This was how Krasus signaled for everyone to gather on the tenth floor: each pendant flashed red and hummed for a minute to catch the attention of its bearer, and then it went dark again.

If someone failed to show up, that was their problem. Krasus couldn't afford to be there personally, nor could he spare a portion of his own essence for a duplicate. His plan was desperate but he hoped that it would work. Hoped against hope.

[ooc: Feel free to get started! Tag order will set in properly once everyone has tagged to this thread once. I will go after the last person, as Krasus will be using Gratuitous Draconic Telepathy to contact his team and also so I can NPC the wards/surprises/whathaveyou. plot/contact info (http://paradisaooc.livejournal.com/3335415.html)!!]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Allen arrived about ten minutes after his pendant started flashing. He arrived in the elevator not to look suspicious and when he stepped out, he didn't see anyone right away...

Panick set in, he didn't get the wrong floor did he?!

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

Alleria arrived moments after Allen, having taken the stairs. The hood of her cloak was up, her lithe body practically radiating a barely suppressed sense of urgency, like a cat seconds away from pouncing.

Muscles coiled and her jaw tight, green eyes flicked toward Allen in a way that was just barely acknowledging his presence, and she moved into the corridor.

[hasnoneeds.livejournal.com]

Komachi took her time, she wasn't horribly late but there was a sense that she probably could have been around sooner. She floated down the hall and then landed a few yards away to continue walking. She carried her scythe lazily over her shoulder as if she were getting together with a bunch of friends to go out and mess around instead of starting a rather risky mission.

"Hello everybody."

[sworn]

Vereesa was well accustomed to Krasus's use of pendants, and she had made her over as promptly as she could. She eyed the others gathered, brows knitting together at the team so far. The girl was the only one she did not recognize right away.

"Greetings," she gestured to her, turning toward the others. "Allen." A pause before she addressed Alleria, fighting a grin that tugged at her lips. It wasn't particularly amusing that she would volunteer for such a task. It was more toward Krasus accepting help from yet another Windrunner. "Sister."

[duchess-archer.livejournal.com]

Archer was more excited than was really becoming for a secret agent to be doing something again. There was only so much lacrosse you could play before you realized that you weren't as good as you were when you were fifteen years younger.

He had stuffed the pendant in his back pocket, leading to some ignoring of it as first his cell phone, and then when he recalled he didn't have a cell phone, as a vibrator some dick had slipped into his pants. No, he wasn't going to question it, though. Until he realized what it actually was.

Still, he made it in what might be termed respectable time. He eyed the other members of the time. Nice. --Oh, hey, was that the elf woman? Hey, pretty bad-ass.

"What's up," he offered, his mind venturing towards the various chests on display. And that did not mean Deathwing's.

[sonofpaladin.livejournal.com]

Considering the assembled company, Pippin was probably the least likely person to join such an endeavor. Being least likely, however, often worked in his favor.

Dressed in his dark guardsman clothing, the hobbit joined the others, casting sheepish glances upwards at the two elven women especially. Not out of fear, but repressed curiosity, and also embarrassment that he was the last to arrive.

"Nice to meet all of you," he greeted them all softly.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

He relaxed when he saw the others approached, so it just looked like it was one of those rare times where he was simply the first to arrive.

"Ah, Vereesa- hello." He nodded and smiled at her, relieved to see a familiar face. "And um...hello to the rest of you too, nice to meet you."

He felt a bit thick at the moment, rubbing the back of his neck. He wasn't sure who would be leading this, what was the signal to start...maybe that serious looking elf would take charge. She seemed like she was a no nonsense kid of person.

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

Alleria's ear flicked once in some vague indication of impatience, though she was pleased that the team assembled with relative swiftness. She didn't know any of them, save Vereesa of course, and was a little leery of them all. Were they competent? A girl, a man in a suit (who sounded familiar somehow (and who should probably keep his eyes to himself)), and a ... dwarf? Gnome? She eyed the short one for a moment, curious, but there were more important things right now.

Briefly turning her attention toward the human who'd addressed her sister, she nodded before allowing her gaze to sweep over each individual in turn.

"Well met, everyone. While we wait for our esteemed benefactor to grace us with instructions," she said, not without some incredibly huge amounts of sarcasm, "we ought to introduce ourselves, I think. It'll make it easier to communicate."

Flipping the hood of her cloak down, she nodded again. "I am Alleria."

[hasnoneeds.livejournal.com]

Komachi raised her free hand with a smile and waved a bit. She was in no hurry and she knew there was no point in trying to assess the people around her until she saw them in action. Looks were always deceiving.

"And I'm Komachi, it's nice to meet you all."

[sworn]

Her hand released the pendant she had been unknowingly clasping with her hand, and she straightened her back.

"Vereesa. I trust that if Krasus has found you suitable for this endeavor that you are competent indeed."

[duchess-archer.livejournal.com]

Archer was itching to get out of his suit and into a proper turtleneck. It was practically compulsory, particularly from the originator of turtlenecks on missions. That was him, by the way. The inventor of the tactleneck.

Hey, that was right. Alleria, he did recognize that name. But damn, he would've paid more attention to that conversation if he'd known that face belonged to it.

"Sterling Archer," he tossed out. What was with the holier-than-you -- wait, that wasn't the phrase, was it. Whatever -- those talking styles? Well, the only course of action was to follow along. He really hoped this wasn't some kind of live-action roleplay or something.

"What ho and everything," he added half-heartedly.