open ♔ socialization log

[wynn]

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans.
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, Andres, etc!
WHEN || Any time in March/April
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 who are not currently squired in may also post, as their characters are living in the castle awaiting their ceremonies.  This takes place after the Knights have returned from Dimitris' wedding. 

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:

Section Heads
Failboat Debrief | closed
Scott McCall | Training room/halls
Smith | Training room/various
Hawke | TV room/computer labs/bar/training room/library/bowling alley/various
Risa | library/piano room/training room/parlor
Caroline | library/training room/kitchen/various
Doyle | library
Sweets | Sessions/gym/TV room/piano room/kitchen
Sebastian | training room/his room/pub
Mars | Library/bowling alley
Deryn | halls/woods
Elena & Myri | closed
Ashley | Shooting range, training room / Hoard wing
Sam | Library/outside/shooting range / kitchen
Steve & Wynn | closed
Cora, Abigail, Gus, Isaac | closed
Maggie-May | Various
Lorne | Open Mic Knight
Ashelia | Libraries/Garden
Abbie | Firing range/training room/libraries/grounds/bar
Nick | training room/library/kitchen/bar/TV room
Solas | Arrival + Various
The Janitor | Near the med center/hallways
Felicity | Bar/front desk/firing range/training room/TV room/kitchen/London
Rose | Castle grounds/training room/bars/room in the Hide Wing
#Savegar | closed | MAINPLOT
Gold | Dragon's Fire Library/grounds
Kyomi | Castle grounds/training room
Myri | Light wing/various
Bubblegum | Hoard lab/hallways/kitchen
Dumage | Parlors/her room/bars
Tony | Hoard lab
Rey | Garage/Dragon's Hoard wing
Skye | Training room/various
Will | Kitchen
Alex | Garage/firing range/airfield
Lila | Firing range/kitchen/halls
#Savegar Pt II | closed MAINPLOT
Andrew & Bo | Baby stuff

Comments

maggie-may west | ota

[uncareful]

[ Jesus Fucking Christ, this place is huge.

In the days (and weeks) following her conversation with Wynn, Maggie begins exploring the castle. There's no rhyme or reason to where she turns up; she goes where the metaphorical wind blows her. At first, she only seems to appear near sunset and after dark, wandering the place all night. Slowly, but surely, she starts showing up earlier in the day. When you're a bartender-slash-waitress, you're used to being up all night with the club's hours. As shown with her meeting with Caroline, she isn't quite the best first thing in the morning sans caffeine.

Once she gets her bearings, she's often found in the gym, the tv room, the billiards room, the bowling alley-- well, it's probably easier to say where she won't easily be found: the firing range. Not much for guns, this one.

Also, she's often seen trying to find a place she can smoke inside (especially if smoking indoors isn't allowed. >.>) ]

[huntersdaughter]

[Jo is making her way down the steps of one of the back stairwells when she catches sight of a blonde girl. She hasn't met Maggie, but when she was given her assignment, she asked for a brief description and one of those descriptors was blonde. Jo figures she could take the risk and see if it's her girl.]

Maggie May? [She feels like she's calling out the start of a Rod Stewart song, but she still does it, hoping to catch the girl's attention.]

[uncareful]

[ Maggie-May is on her fourth cup of coffee, and is finally beginning to feel like a human being today. Her cup clutched in her hands, she is on her way to the library. There has to be more information on magic and spells there, right? If any place has an epic library of that shit, it would be here.

Of course, she could always ask someone, but where's the fun in that?

When she hears her name, she hesitates. She doesn't really know anyone here, so whoever called her must be looking for her. There's a moment of indecision, a thought to duck out of sight. It's habit, instinct. Instead, she turns to the voice, fixing a bright smile. ] That would be me, yeah.

[huntersdaughter]

[Jo nods and catches up with her.] Hey, I'm Jo. Your mentor.

Sorry this isn't more of an official meeting, but I've never really been much for official meetings.

[uncareful]

[ The word mentor raises an eyebrow, but otherwise, she isn't going to comment on it. ] Don't worry about it. I usually run the fuck away from anything "official" myself. The words "permanent record" turn my shit white.

[withasouvenir]

[ thea's sleeping habits could use some work, but she works with the idea that if you're not tired, you just need to make yourself tired. which means she's often in the training room later than the norm, but not so late that she's nocturnal.

this particular evening, she's jumping around a punching bag with her earbuds in, listening to something or other at top volume as she beats up the bag and occasionally sings along like ] How many rules am I to break before you understand that your double-standards don't mean shit to me? I know exactly what you say when I turn and walk a-- oh my god.

[ ... that's a person. yep. definitely a person. ]

[uncareful]

[ It isn't a half-bad idea. Maggie-May finds it hard to turn down a good workout, herself, especially if she needs to work off some energy. All those cups of coffee are great to wake her up, but sometimes, they just funnel into fidgeting. She's just finished a long run in the gym, and is already a bit sweaty. But the best fix for twitchy hands? Hitting things.

It's hard to miss the other woman in the room, who seems so sure that she's alone. Maggie can hear the music blaring from the earbuds (listen 26), and she stands there watching. When she's spotted, she just smiles. ] Good song. I'm more of a Shoop girl, myself. Or Let's Talk About Sex.

[withasouvenir]

Yeah? You're like the first person to recognize Salt-n-Pepa. I was losing hope.

[ tbf to, like, dante and cora... he likes country and stuff and cora was raised by wolves. thea's love of all things early nineties (and before her freakin' birth) is part of her rich hipster aesthetic. ]

[uncareful]

[ She feigns shock, complete with the be-still-my-heart pearl-clutching gesture. ] Bunch of fucking philistines. They really should disclose that when they pitch this place.

[lichslap]

[It doesn't surprise Zaihne to find an unfamiliar face when he enters the TV room, as new as he himself happens to be, but he's been paying enough attention to get an idea of who's been here awhile, and Maggie-May hasn't managed to show up on his radar just yet. He drops himself into one of the seats provided with a bottle of something in hand, flashing her a knowing smile as he makes himself comfortable without invitation.]

You're another new one, aren't you?

[uncareful]

[ All these channels, and still not a damn thing to watch.

Maggie-May never had much patience for television shows. There was always something else to be done, something better, or somewhere else to be. But today, she has no energy or patience for her usual pastimes. That's why she's sprawled out in the TV room, surrounded by a helping of junk food snacks.

When Zaihne walks in, her gaze flashes to his face first, then the bottle he's carrying. Hello, drinks, old friend. ]

I don't know about another, but I am new, yeah.

[lichslap]

Something we have in common.

[He smirks, crossing one leg over the other as he leans back in his seat, stretching an arm out across the back of his chair.]

So. Out of curiosity-- first impressions of the place?

[uncareful]

We're hitting it off already.

[ Does she mean that? She's going to sell it quite well, at least. (diplomacy? 34) ]

The people or the building? Just so we're in agreement of what 'the place' is.

[generaldavideus]

[David spends most of his time in the gym, if not outside. Between the two squires he works with, training with Lydia and Stiles, and his own training regiment he ... doesn't often leave it. So when he sees her wandering through the training area he eyes her curiously before speaking.]

Looking for something?

[uncareful]

[ He's right to question her. Maggie-May doesn't really seem dressed for a workout or training of any sort: her hair carefully coiffed in loose curls, an expensive-looking dress, heels. In truth, she doesn't intend to work out, but happened upon the training area by accident. She's examining a rack of training weapons when he speaks, her hands lingering over them. ] Nothing in particular. Just... checking the merchandise, so to speak.

[generaldavideus]

[He nods as he watches her before shifting his quarterstaff to one shoulder.]

You just seemed a bit overdressed.

[blunt as always.]

[valdrin]

[ she's not the only night owl around here. maybe it's a drow thing, but whatever his reasons, val'drin looks wide awake when he finds her in the billiards room at a late hour. he glances between her and the table, moving to pick up a cuestick. ] Fancy a game?

[uncareful]

God, yes.

[ Maggie's been trying to entertain herself, lining up trick shot after trick shot. It's fun for a bit, but utterly pointless without someone to ooh and aah over them. She starts to round the table, fishing balls out of the pockets. ]

I never see anyone else in here, which is a complete fucking shame. It's a nice table.

[valdrin]

I believe most of them prefer to occupy themselves with their smartphones, these days.

[ambitionist]

[as she's smoking inside one day, alex decides to say w/e and approach her like] Got a light?

[uncareful]

[ Maggie's not exactly hiding it, but she is, at least, trying to keep it out of the more populated areas. When he asks, she fishes around in her pockets for a moment before producing a matchbook. The writing on it is all in Portuguese. ]

Here. Keep 'em if you want.

[ambitionist]

[he looks over the matchbook like "huh cool" before pulling out a match and lighting it, then lighting his cigarette with it.] That's kinda cool. Where'd you get that?

[clarkfuckingkent]

[Clark wasn't looking for the bowling alley. He just sort of found it on accident today.]

Huh... You know, someone mentioned this existed, but I didn't know if I believed it.

[uncareful]

[ He catches Maggie-May test-swinging one of the balls. ]

I'm pretty sure I'm gonna open a door around here and find Narnia.

[clarkfuckingkent]

It wouldn't surprise me. Or Oz.