open ♔ april castle socialization

[wynn]

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans.
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, etc!
WHEN || Any time during March/April/May-ish [back and forward dated]
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.

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:
   Emma @ the desk
   Adam (and Astrid) @ the desk
   Felicity @ the desk
   Alex @ the desk
   Mars @ the desk
   Sebastian @ the desk
   Astrid @ the desk
   Section head office hours
   Kat (and Fred Jr.) @ the castle bar
   Amara @ various locations
   Jaina @ the garage and training room
   Francesca & Christos [closed]
   Belle @ the library
   Alanna @ mounted training course
   Vi @ the castle garden
  David @ training room/gardens/computer room/kitchen/library
   Kate @ library/gym/training area/social areas
   Aedan @ training beyond the castle grounds / London
   Finnick @ swimming lessons / training room / castle bars
   Astrid @ the med center
   Alex @ smoker's hole / firing range
   Elena @ library/castle grounds/training room
   Spike @ castle grounds
   Jaime @ the stables
   Helen @ Dragon's Hoard labs
   Faye @ training room / firing range / Dragon's Fire wing
   Andrew @ the rec room
   Spike & Buffy [closed]
   Myri @ the Round Table hallway
   Thoster @ the kitchen
   Des & Dumage [closed]
   Gus @  in/around the woods 
   Lila @ library/firing range/dining room
   Des @ bowling in London
   Archer @ the castle halls / bar
   Hook @ the computer lab
   Mars @ the gardens
   Sebastian @ the training room
   Marty @ the rec room/firing range/various
   Attica @ the rec room
   Brantley @ London/training room/pool/castle grounds/various
   Buffy @ the training room
   Andrew & Bo [closed]
   

Comments

emma swan • ota

[uncurse]

[ emma's sitting at the front desk, using a laptop to dig into ways to break curses. yeah. that'll certainly turn something up. she's got the laptop balanced in her lap while her legs are kicked up on the desk. she chews on the inside of her cheek, ignoring the passerby.

the phone light flashes from a call on hold. it lets out a loud beep of reminder and emma rolls her eyes, lifting the receiver and dropping it to disconnect. ]

this had to happen......

[nothingsodivine]

[The passerby are not ignoring you, Emma. Apparently, Des has good eyes for curses, since HE IS UNDER ONE, and stops short when he happens to glance at the laptop on his way to... ask for directions anywhere. (spot 21)]

So you're a reformed lone wolf interested in curses.

[Hi. :|]

[uncurse]

And you're starting to seem like a stalker.

[ she closes the laptop lid and shuffles it off onto the desk. she squints at him suspiciously, then drops her legs off the desk and leans forward, propping her elbows on it instead. ]

What do you want? A visitor's pass?

[nothingsodivine]

Is it stalking if you're just always where I end up? [Shrug.] I was looking for Dumage.

[He doesn't have her cell phone number. He doesn't have anyone's cell phone number. The point of living in the same space is he does not require that shit.] What kind of curse is it?

[There is absolutely nothing either casual, conversational, flirtatious, or otherwise screaming "I just wanna make conversation because I'm lonely" about that question. In fact, he looks mildly pained.]

[uncurse]

What, you're a P.I. and a curse specialist? Why does it matter? [ he's cagey, she's cagier. it's like a sitcom. and who the hell is dumage ?? ]

[nothingsodivine]

If you wanna go with that, sure.

[Curse specialist as in "I am under one." But since that's not enough to be worth her time, he presses on.] Lemme guess- there were no good answers?

[reallywicked]

[Faye checks the schedule and sees that Emma is working. Sure, the kitchen staff will bring her food later, but snacks can happen right now.

Not that she will admit that she specifically brought you a snack out of the goodness of her heart.]

Ugh, I grabbed too many. [She says, holding out her plate of cookies (bluff 15, is she even trying???).] Want one?

[uncurse]

[ emma rolled the shittiest sense motive i've ever seen and she still beats that (sense motive 23). she smiles, leaning forward to glance at the cookies on the plate. she grabs an oatmeal raisin. ]

If you happen to grab too many bear claws this time tomorrow, feel free to bring those by too. [ because she's onto you and it didn't just ~happen.~ ]

[reallywicked]

You wish. [She says with a smirk while making a mental note about that. Just in case she happens to want one. Not at all to bring Emma one. Nope.]

I'm so glad I'm not stuck doing this stuff anymore. [Because she's not a squire. And Emma is. Is that weird? It's kind of weird. Faye leans on the desk.]

Gold's kind of a moron. Not with the magic stuff, but... Why the hell hasn't he promoted you?

[uncurse]

I don't think calling him useless expedited the process.

[ emma gives faye a grim look, then takes a bite out of her cookie. this seems a good time. ]

And as long as I'm his squire, he controls where I go and what missions I take. Believe me. That's an idea he's pretty attached to. [ whether he realizes why or not. ]

[reallywicked]

What's that supposed to mean? You think he's just doing it so he can boss you around?

[unhand]

[She might be ignoring passersby, but will she ignore the smell of food? Hook seats himself on the desk and sets down a plate with some sandwiches on it. There's pretty much zero chance he made them and 100% chance someone else had intended to eat them.]

Thought you might need a refreshment.

[uncurse]

[ yeah emma becomes particularly suspicious when she realizes they are not just cold cuts but panini pressed. she eyes hook, and then the plate. the question is really how much she cares. like, ok, on the one hand, faye brought her cookies, but on the other hand, real food. ]

Depends where you got it from. [ can we appreciate how loved emma is that people are just bringing her food at the help desk when the kitchen staff would totally do it otherwise. ]

[unhand]

The kitchen. [He gives her a smile that's way too innocent to be believable and I'm not even rolling a bluff check because he doesn't for a moment expect her to believe he came by these honestly.] No one'll miss them.

[uncurse]

I'm ... choosing to pretend I believe that.

[ because she's hungry enough. not for his company. despite her mental assurance that her only reason is food, she grabs one half of the sandwich and slides the plate back towards him for him to take the other half. whatever whatever. she takes a bite out of it. ]

Don't you have things to do?

[unhand]

[He picks up the other half with a grin and takes a bite. He chews and swallows, relishing the taste, before he answers.]

Not really. Certainly nothing better than sharing a sandwich with a lovely lass.

[sirstickuphisass]

[ eric stands in front of the desk waiting for her to look up and notice him, and when she does: ] Just need a car.

closed & also conveniently a week after her convo w faye ...

[uncurse]

Not just yet.

[ she pulls out a set of keys and slams them on the desk, but leans forward with her hand still covering them. ]

We need to talk about Chicago.

[sirstickuphisass]

[ he raises an eyebrow ]

Chicago? [ it's clear that he's basically like da fuuuck. i mean, it was a year ago, give him a break. ]

[uncurse]

The mission you took Lila on last year.

[sirstickuphisass]

[ eric nods, noting her wording ] Is this about the mission? Or about Lila?

[undealt]

[Hello, Emma. Today is the spring of your discontent, aka Gold has decided to come out of hiding. Also the phone is ringing, which interrupts his attempt to speak that clearly must have taken him a lot of courage, given the pained look on his face. Before Emma can grab it, he reaches over, picks it up, and disconnects the line, and then leaves it off the hook.

Because he is a responsible knight.] I wanted to speak with you about something.

[uncurse]

Glad you brought your manners with you.

[ she leaves her hand hovering over where the receiver had been for a reactive moment. she finally drops it, closing her hand into a fist. she tilts her head, looking up at him. ]

I guess it's not to get a car.

[undealt]

No, it's not. [He's not touching the manners comment. He has been debating this for a very long time. You don't even know, Swan.] It's about your promotion.

[uncurse]

... My what?

[ absolutely nothing about that processed. ]