open ♔ socialization log (summer pt 2)

[wynn]

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans.
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, Andres, etc!
WHEN || Any time in Summer / continuations of threads from the last post when it hits captcha
HOW || Actionspam

[ The castle can be a happening place, even on more mundane days. This log is for random interactions over the course of these few months. Because not everyone is into parties, ok. Characters participating in the following missions are asked to wait until their missions have concluded before tagging into things that take place chronologically after said missions: Ravenloft, Shadow Bermuda, and City of Blood If you aren't certain if that applies to you, please ask! Characters who are not currently squired in may also post, as their characters are living in the castle awaiting their ceremonies.

You are encouraged to start your own threads and tag around, and feel free to threadjack into any on-going threads that aren't specified as 'closed' in the subject lines since people can enter into rooms even in the middle of what's going on. WE ARE BIG ON THREAD-JACKING HERE. You can also specify 'single thread', meaning you want only one response for all participants, rather than multi-thread, where a number of different scenes/threads can be done as replies to the top prompt.]

On this log:

Lance/Malina/Cora/Kate/David | continued
Abigail/Alice/Amelia/Kali/Sean/Thea/Winter | continued
Gwen/Rose/Kenzi/Sawyer/Avaleen/Frankie | continued
Erica/Natasha/Sara/Wanda | continued
Mars/Sebastian/Doyle/Deryn | continued
Jaime/Killian/Carol/Tdiddle/Han | continued
Myri/Andrew/Faye/Thoster/Clark/Neal | continued
Baal @ training rooms/firing range/movie theater/billiards/bar
Alex/Will/Dante | continued
Lila @ library/firing range/dragon's fire wing/
Astrid @ med center/library/starbucks/front desk
Sarkney | continuedw
Buffael threads | continued
Emma/Skye | continued
Drax @ training room/bar/outdoors
Elena/Sam/Snow/Bo/Dennis/Groot/Miles | continued
Topher @ computer lab/dragon's light/round table room
Sark @ library
Ella @ dragon's fire wing
Christos & Steve | continued
Jeanne d'Arc @ stables/kitchen/training room
Regina/Snow/Emma | continued
Willow @ the library
Henry @ the library / grounds
Paige @ castle ground
Nyna's resurrection @ Dragon's Light wing

Comments

[hivern]

[ ⋇ from here ]

Is this meant to be liquid courage? [ so it's wine then ok. i know things about alcohol clearly. ] 'cause, I don't actually need it.

[lissatrinall]

Clearly. [ she takes a swig of her own. ] It's meant to be polite.

[hivern]

[ TAKES A BIGGER SIP. politely. ] In that case, thank you.

[lissatrinall]

You're welcome. [ she finally glances over at winter, eyes dragging over her as she pulls another sip. ] Tell me you're wearing something interesting under that. [ it sounds more curious than insulting. somehow. ]

[hivern]

I happen to believe lingerie is a basic human right, not a... luxury. And I particularly like lace and ribbons. [ she's like an oreo with girly creamy center.

so yes, there is something fun under her pjs. ]

[lissatrinall]

[ that's right. ] Show me. [ just

takes another sip. casually. ]

[hivern]

[ so forward, winter sets her wine down with a soft peal of laughter. you'd think it would be nigh impossible to shimmy out of a pair of sweats seductively, but winter is blessed with knowing how to move so ravenclaw does nothing to hinder her flirtation as she s l o w l y reveals black satin and pink lace. (cha 23) ]

[lissatrinall]

[ lis'sa moves to sit on the edge of the bed, crossing her legs gracefully, drink still in hand as she watches, clearly enjoying the show.

she gestures gently with the glass towards her, signaling for her to turn. ]

[hivern]

[ winter seems to be firmly in her element, moving easily and deliberately as she turns to peel her tank top off with the same fluid confidence. ]

You know, [ she mentions casually, shaking her long hair out. ] I probably give very good lap dances, too, if you tire of observing from afar.

[lissatrinall]

Then I suppose we should test that hypothesis.

[hivern]

[ she turns and saunters forward, displaying her tattoo in full instead of the broad swath of burned skin on her back that it doesn't completely cover. the scales on her ankle are all but lost in shadow at the moment. her other tattoos are also visible, but the phoenix is the only one that is often covered so the only one really of note.

as she approaches it becomes clear that she is actually a good dancer (and has witnessed a lap dance before) but she sweeps her hair back out of the way with a smile, lopsided and carefree. (dance 24) ] This is not the scientific experiments I watched on television growing up.

[lissatrinall]

We're equipped for more advanced research here. [ she seems to be eating this up, at least, her lips curving up into a smile, as she leans back slightly, palms pressed flat into the bed ]

[hivern]

[ okay, lis'sa smiled, she feels like a success. more dancing, all graceful and athletic, she probably is genuinely friends with strippers and took that pole dancing exercise class. she probably taught the class, lbh. ]

Eat your heart out, Bill Nye.

[ hearing that in winter's sultry penelope cruz meets juliette binoche accent is a treat. ]

[lissatrinall]

[ that it is. ] Why don't we leave the men out of this? [ the last syllable comes out on a hiss. ]

[hivern]

[ she dips her head, ghosting a breath across lis'sa's throat yet unwilling to actually make the first move to kiss her. that's lis'sa's job. she's the boss. ] Bé amb mi.

[lissatrinall]

[ she tilts her head to the side, eyes dropping almost entirely closed, and she runs her fingertips up the skin of her back, brushing her spine, a pleased murmur in her own throat. ] You want a taste, don't you?

[hivern]

És el que realment ha de preguntar? [ she breathes out a soft laugh, more of another breath than anything. ] I would not say no.

[lissatrinall]

[ she tilts her face so that her lips come to hover close to hers, eyes tracing up her features. ] Then take one.

[hivern]

[ winter doesn't need to be told twice. the words are barely out of lis'sa's mouth before winter is capturing it for her own (dex 21), hands reaching up to tangle her fingers through lis'sa's hair. ]

[lissatrinall]

[ physical stats, a master smart hero's one weakness. she got a 13 though. THAT'S ACCEPTABLE.

at least there's a novelty of having a forked tongue in your mouth. ]

[hivern]

[ winter has probably tongued a snakeblood before, but perhaps not one with a forked tongue. in either case, she attacks kissing with gusto and enthusiasm like lis'sa is the only person in the world. what an ego boost. ]

[lissatrinall]

[ lis'sa seems to appreciate it, at least, as her own kisses grow more insistent, her hands wandering everywhere they have access to. ]

[hivern]

[ pretty much everything, tbh, which winter seems to realize because she pulls back, shaking her hair out of her face as she reaches behind her back to unhook her bra. ]

I cannot help but noticing. [ snap! bra is unhooked and she slides the straps off her shoulders. ] That you seem slightly overdressed. [ and the straps go sliding down her arms. ] Perhaps this is something we should try to fix. [ and fling the bra is gone. farewell bra, it's been real. your support has been appreciated. ]