open ♔ socialization log

[wynn]

 

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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teen wolf cast - single thread | closed

[killingtodeath]

[Some nebulous time in May, before Stiles' mission (/waves hands at it) he gets fidgety and decides to just bite the bullet and round up all the Beacon Hills folk for a pow wow. He sends the same text to everyone, but they're all sent individually because group texts are the worst.]

Hey, can you meet me in the TV room? Got some things I think we should talk about.

[I'm sure it's fine.]

[virtutem]

On my way, dude.

[ Scott doesn't hesitate to head out to find his friend. Because this is the first time that Stiles has actually reached out. Once he gets there he nods. ]

You okay?

[killingtodeath]

Hey. [Of course Scott is there first. It wouldn't be someone that he actually knows and feels more comfortable with. But that's kind of the point, so he puts on a smile and nods.]

Yeah, everything's good. Just, uh- have a seat. I'll explain in a minute, okay?

[impetere]

[Cora doesn't text back, she just shows up, probably with her dog trotting in behind her because she was walking him.]

Hey. What's up?

[virtutem]

[ Scott settles into a seat like Stiles asks and watches as the others arrive. ]

[immuno]

When you said we needed to talk, I didn't think it meant you were inviting the whole Brady Bunch.

[ Lydia looks faintly perplexed when she walks in initially, but she schools some of the tension out of her demeanor. She still doesn't take a seat, instead folding her arms over her chest. ]

What's this about?

[risked]

[Allison gets the message and sends Stiles a quick - Sure :) - and heads down. Down to where everyone apparently is. It's a bit familiar, in the way that she remembers them all sitting down and trying to figure out things before. Back in Beacon Hills. All of them coming together and being together.

She gives Lydia's elbow a light squeeze as she passes her and takes a seat on the couch next to Scott.]

[animalistic]

[Malia gets the message and goes into panic mode. She knows that she'd talked to Dr. Sweets. That he'd suggested she try to just be friends with Stiles, but she's chickened out each time. Now he's messaging her and she isn't sure what to do.

She doesn't reply.

She just goes there.

Then she sees everyone and she stops in the doorway. It's not a time for a talk about being friends and him forgiving her. It's... it's all of them. That's a bit - unnerving.

She sees Scott though and she goes to sit on the other side of him.

Maybe she should have just left. She looks to the door. Is that still an option?]

[killingtodeath]

[He gives Lydia a tight lipped, apologetic looking smile. Yeah, he probably could have given them more of a warning, but he was afraid people would have tried to make excuses then. This seemed easier.

He sweeps his gaze across those that have gathered offering them a little nod of gratitude for showing up and not turning right out and leaving.]

I'll explain soon. I promise. But it's nothing bad. No one's dead or anything. We're just waiting on a few more people.

[grumpypuppy]

[Derek is going to look at his phone a moment because A. he's still trying to figure out technology and B. what would Stiles want to talk to him about. In typical fashion he isn't going to answer the message and just make his way to the room.

And there are a lot of people in the room. Huh. He's going to just press his back up against the wall, arms crossed and being silent as he watched the room. He recognized a few of them from passing, but there was no other recognition in his eyes to any of them but Stiles and Cora.]

[impetere]

[Cora will just nod and find an empty spot on the floor. Bernie will pace a bit before coming to a rest next to her, nudging Malia's leg with his nose, because hi.]

[immuno]

Waiting on more people for what? [ Lydia looks around. ] Did you invite all of Beacon Hills?

[cramped]

Apparently.

[ As if on cue, Isaac finally wanders inside to join them. He appears mildly uncomfortable -- but then again, that might just be his normal expression these days. Anyway, excuse him being (fashionably) late; he's still learning the lay of the land around this place. ]

[bitchywolf]

[Erica shows up, finally, soon after Isaac enters.]

Wow, I should have brought snacks. [Yep, that's her semi-sarcastic comment about how many people are here so far.]

[virtutem]

[ It doesn't matter to Scott that Lydia is acting annoyed and that Cora and Derek are quiet. All that matters is that he can see them. This is his first time seeing Derek since he left. Even with Allison and Malia at his side he feels like he's standing on an island watching his friends float by.

Then comes Isaac. He hasn't seen him since he left with Chris. He smelled him at the ceremony and Allison mentioned him, but he never got a chance to speak to him. Then it happens. A gut punch. Erica. All that would make this worse would be to see Boyd. He takes a deep breath and shuts his eyes. With everyone missing so many memories he's never had a chance to pin down who knows. He squeezes his eyes shut for a minute and then opens them. He tears his gaze away from Erica to look at Stiles. ]

What's up, man?

[cramped]

[ It's not that Isaac wasn't aware she was here but... It's different, actually seeing her in person. His gaze lingers on her -- perhaps noticeably, as he's not exactly trying to be discreet about it or anything which is probably a good thing because lmao (bluff 1). ]

[killingtodeath]

[As they fill the room, Stiles realizes just... how many of them there are, god damn. And he knows all of them except for the guy who is supposed to be his best friend and the girl he apparently was dating.

This place has a sick sense of humor.

Still standing, Stiles paces back and forth a little as they settle into seats, get comfortable. Scott's question pulls him back to the present.]

Right. So. If it's not obvious, everyone here comes from Beacon Hills, but not everyone knows everyone else- or all the events back home. Or people.

[He glances to Scott, still uneasy about hearing about his dad, but thankful that Scott gave him some information in their chat before.]

I figured it could be a good idea to get everyone together and just... talk. Figure out who wants to know what. If you want to know anything. It's kind of a screwed up situation, so I just figured laying it all out there for everyone might be the best way to tackle it.

[impetere]

[Cora definitely picks up on the way that Scott and Isaac look at Erica, like there's information there she's supposed to be filling in, but she also figures she's the easiest to start since she literally knew none of them before the knights.

Except for Derek, anyway. Derek probably had it easier.]

I know a bunch of you now, but I never met any of you before the Veil except for Derek. At least, not that I remember. The last thing I remember from home is being in the vault with the alpha pack.

[See? Easy and succinct, and she's going to go back to petting her dog now.]

[immuno]

Vault? [ Lydia shakes her head, looking around between them. ] Can someone double back just a little further for those of us amnesiacs? I don't remember anything about a Vault or a pack of alphas. Stiles mentioned something about a darach, but the last Beacon Hills crisis I remember involved Peter Hale and ended with Jackson becoming the first werewolf in London.

[ Pointed look around at the werewolves in the room. ]

He was here too, by the way, before he got reassigned.

[grumpypuppy]

[Derek's eyebrow lifted a bit when Lydia mentioned 'us amnesiacs'. At least he wasn't the only one.]

I don't know any of you. At least, I didn't. I know Cora and Stiles now. [the former more than the later]

[killingtodeath]

Knew I was forgetting someone... [Stiles tries to... act like he was ever gonna text Jackson /rolls a 2 .../unsure]

[animalistic]

Liam is missing. [She speaks up.]

But, I had been the only one that ... knew him. We've been looking for him, though. [And that's... sort of all she can update on that right now. Later in the month she'll find him. Trapped in his wolf form. It'll be a thing.]

Cora, Scott, and me. Looking -- I mean.

[risked]

[Allison looks to Lydia and hopes she can fill in a blank.]

It was after I got back from France. [She wants to say that Erica and Boyd had been missing, but Erica is in the room. It makes it very awkward.] I tracked it down through a logo to an old bank, not realizing that everyone else had been looking for it too.

I remember the vault - [She remembers hearing that her mother tried to kill Scott. That there had been even more secrets in her family.] - heading into the woods to track Cora and Boyd. I helped steer them into the high school. Then on my way back home, I ended up here.

[immuno]

Tracking them, as in ... ? [ Allison I thought we put a stop to this hunting our classmates thing. ]

[risked]

[Allison's brow furrows.]

As in locating them so that Isaac, Scott, and Derek could handle the situation safely. [She tries to keep her defensiveness out of her tone, but she thought that Lydia would have trusted her a bit more - even with vagueness of details.]