knightsoflegend | open ♔ socialization log

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans. THIS IS MOSTLY AN OVERFLOW POST for the last social log whoops
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, Andres, etc!
WHEN || Any time in May/June
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.]

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[from here]

Yeah, but... [His protest falls short.] I really don't like the idea of hurting you.

Good. I like when people don't like that idea. In fact, I've mostly hated the people who do like the idea, and if you meet them, those are probably the ones you should be hurting. But that's the point: hurting, not killing. And if you don't learn to take it easy on us mere mortals, it'll be the second one. I'll happily be the sacrificial lamb for that.

[I mean... She has a point.]

You're sure? [Clark, she just said--] We can try again now or...

[He doesn't want to, but he's never going to want to, probably. Not with her. The possibility of seriously hurting Skye is near paralyzing.]

[ Wow, it's really hard to be like YES, GO AHEAD AND HIT ME when she knows how bad it's gonna hurt. But Skye puts her dukes up and steels herself and nods. ]

Sure. Let's try again.

[He's nervous about this, but... there's no way for him to get used to hurting but not killing people other than... to hurt people and not kill them.

He's still not sure that this is a good idea, but here goes... He swings at her, easily striking her (attack 35 jfc, 22 subdual damage...) and his second punch because he'll take both instead of stopping at one like last time (attack 16, 25 subdual damage). Woof]

[ guess who just

passed out

which i know is really surprising when one hit already had done half her hit points but there you go.

Skye goes limp, crashing to the floor in an uncomfortable pose that looks like it might well strain a muscle or two. ]

Skye! [He zips forward just as she falls, gathering her up into his arms and shaking her gently, as if that might wake her up.]

Oh, god- Skye... [Yeah, no. She aint' waking up on her own. Which means he's zipping to the Light as fast as he possibly can, looking around in a wild panic as he comes to a stop with a whoosh of air all around him.]

I need some help in here!

[Here comes a giant ass tree to the rescue.

Groot peeks in from the room next door before he ducks his head coming through the doorway, gesturing with his hands for Clark to bring the girl over to him even as he continues to walk over to them.]

I am Groot.

[...what the hell is his life right now??? He asked for help and got a...tree.]

I'm Clark. This is Skye. She- she needs help? Can you-?

[He just sort of nods his head and grunts once before he lays his rather large hand over her forehead. A short moment passes before a light begins to bloom under his hand as he heals away her injuries (cure critical wounds +33hp).]

[ She stirs slowly, limbs shifting before her eyes blink, blinking before she's really seeing, and then she draws a startled breath quite suddenly, jolting somewhat in bed before she remembers where she is and relaxes. ]

... Clark? [ She looks past Groot, then back up at the tree. ] And ... you? Who?

Hey! [He reaches for her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. omg he was so worried.] This is Groot. He, uh- he healed you after I... Skye, I'm so sorry.

I am Groot.

[Which one is he talking to, we just don't know. Not that it matters since he...just sounds like he's introducing himself again yay.

As he...gently pats Skye on the head. There, there, all better.]

[ Winded and somewhat baffled, Skye fixes her attention on the tree, floundering through a series of blinks to make sense of the fact that he's a tree. She decides to push through the weird. ]

Huh. Hi, Groot. [ She gives him a nod, turns her gaze back to Clark, cants her head slightly like ?? ? ok. ] You— No, don't apologize. This is ... I mean, it's not great. It's progress, though. It's something.

[Clark barely registers that the tree is just...repeating himself. He's just thankful that Groot was here to heal Skye. So, so thankful.]

Progress... right. [He's not so sure, but he'll give her an attempt at a smile. He glances up to Groot, still nervous about everything.]

Is she..? I mean, will she be okay? [Tell it to him straight, doc]

I am Groot.

[And as if to prove his point, he reaches out and pats Skye a couple times gently on the head before he does the same to Clark. That done, he lifts up to his full height and waves as if to say good-bye.]

I think what Groot's trying to say is ... I'm fine, Clark. Seriously. [ She sits up more fully. ] You don't need to worry about me.

I could have... [He glances away, eyes closing briefly.] Skye, you weren't conscious.

And we got me to Groot, and I'm fine now! [ She gestures up at the lumbering alien tree. ] You weren't going to kill me.

I wasn't trying to, but that doesn't mean I couldn't have done it by accident. [Because people don't know how to call subdual damage irl okay. Clark doesn't know his own character sheet.]

Clark, I trust you. [ she shakes her head. ] Please, just trust me.

[Another argument leaps to the tip of his tongue, but he bites down on it.]

Okay. [He says with a reluctant nod.] I'll try.

Good. [ She gets to her feet. ] Now I'm gonna go sleep for, like, a billion years, but I promise it's not because I have a concussion.

Alright. I'll see you around.

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