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]

I still feel lousy about it. [Oh look, more whiskey.]

[daredtobelieve]

Please, don't. Believe me, I've been on the other side of this. Had I stopped to think about that at the wedding, we may not be in this position at all. But you should never feel like you need to apologize for being happy with who and what you have.

[nothingsodivine]

Oh, believe me... It's not that. It's you, Helen. I meant everything I said at the wedding. And I'm sure you'll find someone who makes you just as happy as Zarad makes me, but...

[He stares at his whiskey glass.] I'm tired of broken hearts. Even the ones that heal over quickly and the ones that seem so damn insignificant in the grand scheme of things.

[daredtobelieve]

Des. [She reaches out and places her hand on his wrist, fingers curling to take a light hold.] My heart isn't broken. A bit scuffed up? Certainly. Pride wounded? A bit. But we weren't anywhere near...that. And I'm not so quick to leave my heart unguarded, even when I'm snogging a friend without warning.

[Her smile is gentle, and still a bit embarrassed.]

it seemed like a feeling worth exploring. And I knew very little of your arrangement with this mysterious Zarad. From what I've gathered, you met long before the curse broke. Extended lifespans can lead to more unconventional circumstances when it comes to relationships. Again- something better discussed rather than my decision to simply force my lips upon you, but it was a bit of an odd night.

[nothingsodivine]

[There's a relief. He's seen the toll unrequited love can take on a person- Spike and Isabella, mainly. More Isa, than Spike, and maybe he was just having horrible flashbacks to what happened when Isabella decided to snog a friend and was ultimately rejected. He should have known Helen was much more sensible than a young woman who'd been harboring those feelings most of her life, but he also has this horrible habit of only seeing the worst in the world and what it can do a person. Too many years.

He stares at her hand over his.] It was kind of an odd night. And probably just as much my fault for not talking about him much or the fact that we're not attached at the hip all the time.

[He heaves a sigh.] But it's water under the bridge. We don't have to linger on any of that.

[daredtobelieve]

Hardly. [She replies quickly, almost chiding in her tone now.] It shouldn't be your job to stop me from assuming anything. I am glad that we can still be friends, though. And I promise- [She releases his wrist and pulls her arm back] -to try to keep my hands to myself.

[nothingsodivine]

[he laughs.] I'm not one to drop a friendship over something like a kiss. [He reaches over to squeeze her shoulder.] And next time he's in town, I'll introduce the two of you.

[fornicator]

I feel like my ears are burning. [ this asshole tho. Hi des.

Surprise. Someone just slides up right next to them, all movie star good looks and smug knowing smirk. ] Happy birthday.

[daredtobelieve]

[Helen turns and...oh. Hello. Glancing back at Des for confirmation briefly, she flashes them both an amused smile.]

Well- no time like the present, hm?

[nothingsodivine]

Impeccable timing as always, babe. [he reaches over to run his fingers through his hair, pleased as punch.] Helen, this is Zarad. Zarad, Helen. [yes, meet his extremely attractive boyfriend and be friends. whee.]

[fornicator]

Helen, yeah. [ he extends his hand, palm up, towards her ] I've heard the name come up a time or two. It's a pleasure.

[daredtobelieve]

[Being born in a more polite society, it's with an instinctual grace that she lifts her hand to take his, assuming that he's taking a more old world approach to the greeting.]

Whatever he's said, it's all untrue. [She teases, doing her best to not feel like the sudden third wheel here.] Lovely to finally meet you, Zarad.

[nothingsodivine]

He'll be the judge of that. [Des picks up his whiskey, snickering around it as he sips.]

[fornicator]

[ he does indeed tip her hand up to his lips, and he brushes a kiss behind her knuckles without looking away. his rather penetrating gaze is enough to send a hot jolt through anybody when coupled with the contact. congrats on the room feeling tangibly warmer. ] Well, he neglected to mention how ravishing you are, so there's one strike against his reliability.

[daredtobelieve]

[A flush colors her cheeks, deep red visible in the dim bar lighting. Her mouth opens as if to speak, but uh- that ain't happening right away.]

Well, I... That is, you're very kind and-

[flustered will save crit fail awh yeah.]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des tries not to snort.] I would've used shameless, but I guess kind works.

[fornicator]

[ he gently drops helen's hand and claps his onto des' shoulder ] I hope I'm not interrupting a private celebration. Is there room for one more?

[daredtobelieve]

No! We're not- That is, it's just a.. [Helen rarely stumbles with her words. Recovering is not something she's had to practice often.]

If you'd prefer that I leave, I could always... [She glances over her shoulder towards the door. This is really awkward for her right now. She's now intensely attracted to both of them?? Hard Helen Magnus life.]

[nothingsodivine]

Stay. [Des waves her off, still grinning like a dope.] There's always room for one more. [To Zarad, he says.] We were just having a few drinks. Pre-gaming before actually attempting to celebrate... This. [He gestures to himself with his free hand.]

[fornicator]

Well, I suppose that means I should start catching up. [ he slides onto a stool beside des, waving at the bartender to put in a drink order ] And Des is right. The more, the merrier.

[daredtobelieve]

Well... [She takes a deeper breath and tells herself to get it together.]

I'm lagging behind as well. Better make it two of whatever it is we're drinking tonight. So long as it isn't that god awful well whiskey I drank with my squire...

[nothingsodivine]

Obviously, your squire has no taste. It's aged scotch or bust in these parts. [he waves the bartender over for another since his is almost gone.]

[fornicator]

Only the finest, considering the occasion.

[daredtobelieve]

Thank God for that. [She says with a laugh.]

Yes, nothing else seems suitable to drink for such an event.

[She can only hope she doesn't get hammere and make more bad life choices tonight.]

[nothingsodivine]

You only turn 3977 once. [muttered under his breath as he finishes off the drink he has while the bartender preps his other one] Or 37, if we're really counting. It's all fucking numbers.

[he spares a glance at zarad and nudges him with his shoulder lightly. just 'cause.]