[ ACTIVE/ OPEN ] Southwark Claim

[knightscode]

Date: 28th of May
Plot: Southwark Territory Claim by Daybreak
Areas: Lambeth and surrounding areas!



The month has been one of chaos, following the Night Council results. The surprise loss by Norrell felt like a small victory to those who opposed his rather heavy handed tactics, but of course Millicent had still won -- and what followed... Street hunts, murders, robberies, arson, open hunting of werewolves during the full moon. 'Gang violence', they called it, but everyone in the know understood what was really going on. Such actions cannot go unanswered, and someone has to do something about it soon.

On May the 28th a group of Daybreak members and its allies begin to move in to Southwark, and some of them may notice it's a little easier than they might have first expected...

[ ooc; log for the Daybreak territory claim! This is the Daybreak faction reward claim, and being used as plot distract Millicent! It is being run by Lance in response to the general bullshittery Millicent has pulled, via persuasion by Jean-Claude. Once he realises he has been used he will most likely be reasonably upset, as he has no idea he is in fact a distraction! ]

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[knightscode]

He takes a moment to collect himself, eyes still flicking about every so often -- on the alert in case another vampire appears.

"Millicent has gone too far. She's given Islington free rein to kill and turn as they please in celebration of her victory, begun offering rewards for vampires who hunt and skin werewolves. We're taking control of Southwark to protect the people here. It isn't safe any more, not like this."

[thelittlemerman]

Finnick actually has the gall to let out a dry laugh at that. Millicent has gone too far, the man says. They trusted a vampire of all things. Trusted her to be reasonable, trusted her not to be bloodthirsty.

"What a surprise," he says, his tone sardonic. "So, is this Night Council business for you, then?"

[knightscode]

"No," he corrects, "I'm here with Daybreak."

He dusts off his hands a little, lofts an eyebrow slightly.

"I haven't seen any of Norrell's coven here but you may want to be careful just in case. I think they're mostly still licking their wounds from his election loss."

[thelittlemerman]

Lancelot's probably lucky he doesn't give Finnick the time to make some scathing comment about him being Daybreak and Night Council, because he probably could come up with something really hurtful. He's distracted at the mention of Norrell's name, however, so that's a small mercy.

"I can hold my own against some misguided witches," he says dismissively, rolling his eyes and then fixing Lancelot with a cool look and a raised eyebrow. "Perhaps I should spend a little more time here, actually. If you take over I won't be allowed back, after all."

[knightscode]

"I wouldn't say no to the company, yours is preferable to these gentleman who seem rather intent on draining my blood. Apparently I smell good to them. So if you'd like to hang around just punch them, not me, and we have no problems."

Lance is a meta human by way of fae, after all, and fae blood is especially intoxicating to vampires. Lance is something of a lite version, he supposes.

[thelittlemerman]

Finnick actually takes a moment to consider it, his expression sobering a touch as he glances down the street and then back at Lancelot while he thinks it over.

"As much as I love murdering vampires, I'm not sure I can act in the interests of Sylvia Redbright and Gilbert Norrell," he says, his tone almost regretful.

[knightscode]

"I'm not acting on orders from Sylvia or Gilbert," Lancelot assures him quickly, "I'm here on my own, and not just for Daybreak witches who live here. Islington is making trouble for everyone -- I'm not here out of politics. I'm here to stop them murdering and turning who they please without consequence."

He studies Finnick a moment, shrugs as he looks back along the street.

"I'm not asking you to like or support my faction, I'm asking you to consider stopping someone worse."

[thelittlemerman]

Finnick has an immediate reply for that, although it's half-hearted and lacking all of the attitude he had at first.

"Worse is a matter of perspective," he says. The greatest crime ever done to him was by a witch, though vampires have had him near death on too many occasions to count. He sighs, after thinking it over a little longer. "And besides, the Court won't see it that way. I'd have to make a deal. If it got around that I aided in a Daybreak victory, no matter how guaranteed it is at this point, they'd look to me and ask what I got in return."

[knightscode]

He inclines his head in acceptance at that, eyes lowering a little.

"I will not make you do something that will cause you trouble, of course," he allows. "Though you're welcome to stay and watch, if it entertains you."

Lancelot's lips flick up fractionally into a half-smile, idly amused.

"You can keep score."

[thelittlemerman]

Finnick breaks into a grin in spite of himself.

"You haven't forgotten how much we love our entertainment," he says. "Maybe I will keep score, and keep you honest about your aptitude for taking out vampires."

Not to mention keeping an eye on one of Daybreak's fighters, apparently. That can't hurt.