open ♔ november/december socialization

[wynn]

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans.
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, Andres Isle, etc!
WHEN || November & December [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam

[ The castle can be a happening place, even on more mundane days. This log is for random interactions over the course of November and December.

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:
Wynn & Section Heads @ Andres/London
Cheryl @ Reception desk
Sam @ Various
Elena @ Andres/London
Drax @ Dragon's Hide Wing
Des @ Pub / Castle
Paige @ Caste Grounds
Grimrot @ the Library
Vi @ Andres
Matt @ Andres/London
Alisha @ bars in London
Cora @ Library/ Castle Grounds
Will @ Castle pond / Hoard wing/ Firing range / Castle grounds
Malina @ Dragon's Fire wing/ kitchen/ bar / castle grounds
Alainn @ Dragon's Fire library / kitchen / Andres
Jordan @ Andres/ London
Sylar @ Kitchen
Logan @ Castle Bars / London
Faith L @ London / kitchen / training room / castle grounds
Dean @ Rose's room / bars / armory / training room/ firing range / kitchen
Rose @ Andres / armory / training room / bedroom
Des & Buffy | Closed
Thea @ Training Room / Castle grounds / kitchen / TV rooms / bars
Sam & Buffy | Closed
Alex @ Firing Range / Airfield / Room / Garage
Failboat @ Breakfast
Alice @ Andres/ London
Sweets @ Dragon's Light Wing
Lydia @ Medical / Training room / etc

Comments

[nothingsodivine]

[The only thing better than room service and pub food is free food at the castle. Despite needing to watch what he shoves in his mouth due to hid decreased metabolism, it's hard to kill a man's massive appetite once he... finds it again.

So despite Des's repeated insistence that he doesn't belong at the castle and has no intention of ever belonging at the castle, he still strolls into the kitchen like he owns it, moseys over to the fridge, and grabs somebody's leftover Chinese food out of it. Does he care who it belongs to? No. People should learn to share and give to the needy.]

You done with the bread?

[likedillinger]

I've still got a couple more deckers to add to this sandwich, are you kiddin'? [ he slaps another slice down and starts spreading mayo on it ]

[nothingsodivine]

If you're plannin' on unhinging your jaw before you eat that, warn me beforehand. [He's still gonna take advantage of Dean's mayo distraction to snatch a piece out of the bag and slap it on a plate he's procured. He then proceeds to spoon lo mein and teriyaki chicken onto the bread, making some horrible open face abomination.] Not the kinda hidden talent a guy wants to look up and suddenly get slapped in the face with.

[likedillinger]

No worries there. One hundred percent human, thanks.

[nothingsodivine]

Gosh, I never would've guessed. [MAYBE YOU GOT HIT BY SOME GAMMA RADIATION DEAN.] That thing's still bigger than your head.

[om nom cold open face chinese food sandwich.]

[likedillinger]

I like my food to feel like a challenge.

[nothingsodivine]

See, if you want a challenge, that's when you start mixing shit things together for the hell of it. [he gesticulates with his fork.] Like jalapenos on top of vanilla ice cream. If you can stomach that, then you can stomach anything.

[That cast iron stomach of his was a lengthy conditioning process. Now he can eat just about anything.]

[likedillinger]

Is that the voice of experience talking?

[nothingsodivine]

[sluuuurp go the lo mein noodles.] Well, I didn't just smash two foods together in my head randomly, if that's what you're asking. You wouldn't believe the shit I've slapped together on a whim. Half-empty fridges and a good imagination are the best friends of any bachelor.

[He gesticulates with his fork a bit before spearing a piece of chicken.]

[likedillinger]

I was always more of a diner food bachelor myself. Comes with not really having a fridge.

[nothingsodivine]

Was. So you and Little Miss Misconception really are a thing.

[Look, it does not take a fucking detective to pick up on the fact that MAYBE you two have a CONNECTION.] Unless you're now married to the castle fridge. In which case, I'm sure you two will be very happy.

[likedillinger]

If that's supposed to mean Rose, then yeah. [ you get a weird look like WHERE DID THAT NICKNAME ORIGINATE BRUH ] That so hard to believe? [ yes ]

[nothingsodivine]

[idk ask your mom. except i guess she's dead.]

Makes about as much sense as a drifter hunter joining the Knights. [he twirls lo mein onto his fork.] Which I guess makes more sense than most people would think, so... Sure. Why not? God knows no one's relationships around here are one hundred percent Johnny and June.

[likedillinger]

Believe me, she and I didn't really see it coming either. [ /adds another layer ]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des spares a glance away from his half-eaten cold Chinese food and then goes back to it with vigilance.] Blindsided you, huh? Thought you had it all figured out and then suddenly, it just hits you.

[likedillinger]

Suppose that's one way to put it.

That, and we used to sort of hate each other's guts.

[nothingsodivine]

[oh look his chinese food sandwich is almost all gone. sad. :(]

And then something changed. [He keeps his eyes locked on his plate.] She did something new with her hair, she unloaded her life story on you, she turned out to be completely different than what you originally thought. [paaause.] I've been there a few times.

[likedillinger]

Wasn't exactly overnight. We spent a lot of time together out on the road.

[nothingsodivine]

No, don't get me wrong here. The process might not be overnight, but the moment's just sudden.

[he indelicately shoves a forkful into his mouth.] But maybe I'm just becoming a sucker for a good love story in my old age.

[likedillinger]

In that case, yeah. Guess it was along those lines.

[nothingsodivine]

[annd there's no more food. just sauce and sadness. des stares at his empty plate forlornly and then goes over to rinse the dish.] You really are gonna need to unhinge your jaw to get that sandwich in your mouth. Or at least a drip pan.

[likedillinger]

What do you think this is, amateur hour? [ he puts the finishing touches on it, shoving the top bread down ]

[nothingsodivine]

[He turns away from the sink and crosses his arms over his chest, raising an eyebrow.] My mistake. Let's see how a professional eats a sandwich.

[likedillinger]

[ dean goes to find a seat, setting the plate down and rolling up his sleeves. he picks up the sandwich, settling his elbows on the table, and holds it halfway to his mouth before he looks up ] It's a little weird with an audience.

[nothingsodivine]

Good performances are done under pressure, slick.

[But he'll turn away and investigate the fridge again JUST FOR THE SAKE OF NOT MAKING IT WEIRD.]