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]

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.]

[fornicator]

And yet you're the one who still kept track of them. [ he gives him a teasing look, and then slides his hand up over his shoulder to rest there with a squeeze. ]

[daredtobelieve]

[Aggressively tries not to feel like she's hanging out on their date or something.]

I, for one, am just glad to not be the oldest person in the room.

[nothingsodivine]

[Des reaches over to squeeze her shoulder.] I was a different person when I was counting. Now it's just habitual. And as for you... [he turns to smirk at Helen.] Age and wisdom aside, you're still smarter than me.

[fornicator]

[ and their drinks arrive, prompting zarad to pick his up and glance over des' head at helen ] Des says you're something of a scientist. Any interesting experiments lined up at the moment?

[daredtobelieve]

Mostly picking back up where I left off before we set our sights on Andres. There are a few members of the organization who have abilities that I can help them explore. I may focus on that for now.

[One of those being everyone's favorite doppelgänger.]

[nothingsodivine]

D'you get a lot of those in the castle? People beyond the norm in a world that's already beyond the norm?

[he takes a swig of his fresh whiskey. considering he was one such person, it's hard to doubt his genuine curiousity. he glances over at zarad.] Unless that's strictly business, but he usually has better things to do with his mouth than spillin' secrets.

[yes des. give helen naughty thoughts. someone is a horrible influence on you.]

[fornicator]

Guilty as charged. [ he smirks wickedly against the lip of his glass. ] And besides, discretion is one of my other talents.

[daredtobelieve]

While I have no doubt you're both quite capable of keeping a secret, I do try to respect a makeshift doctor-patient confidentiality, at least with those who come to me, wishing for that discretion. [She leans forward, taking her glass in one hand, letting her thumb run along the rim.]

People fall through the Veil every day, not knowing who they are or where they came from, let alone what sort of magic or abilities they possess. In my other life, I tracked beings we called Abnormals- creatures and people who fell outside of the genetic norm. Both here and there, my aim remains dual purpose: To study the miraculous and to protect against the perilous. So if your question is if I've found something to keep my interest, the answer is and will always be yes.

[And with that little monologue over, she'll just take a sip of her drink.]

[nothingsodivine]

The miraculous and the perilous. Kinda has a nice ring to it.... if you can tell them apart. Considering how many people assume some miracles are perilous, themselves.

[fornicator]

I imagine that after spending so much time in such a line of work, she's only too familiar with the unfortunate predilection people have to fear whatever they don't understand.

[daredtobelieve]

Precisely the reason my father began the research in the first place. [Such a daddy's girl, tbh.] It's harder now, working in secret like we do. Before, I had an entire network of facilities- the global Sanctuary network. In many ways, it wasn't that unlike Wynn's job. Perhaps that's why I'm in no hurry to take it from him.

[She stifles a small laugh as she takes another drink.]

But what about you, Zarad? I'm afraid I'm at an incredible disadvantage. I know little more of you than your name and your connection to the birthday boy, here.

[nothingsodivine]

That doesn't make it any easier. [in response to zarad, which he punctuates with a hand on his knee. at helen's question, he snickers and takes a swig of his drink.] He likes his mysteries.

[fornicator]

When you've lived a very long, varied life, questions of identity become a curious thing, as I'm sure you also know. I've been a lot of people and a lot of things.

I'm not sure any of them entirely define me.

[daredtobelieve]

If you recall, I wasn't looking for a definition. [She lifts her glass to gesture towards him with it. She shifts her gaze to Des and raises her eyebrow.]

Mysteries, I take it? [She won't be too offended that she's not invited into the inner circle right away.]

I can assure you both that I'm not looking for any secrets to uncover. I simply wish to get to know you better. I've become rather fond of Des, as I'm sure you can understand. And you're a large part of his life, so it's only natural to want to get to know you as well.

[idek if that needs a diplomacy check but she got a nat 20 so hollaaaaa]

[nothingsodivine]

[des throws up his hands like nuh-uh you two can do the verbal swordplay.]

[fornicator]

Well in that case, what would you like to know?

[daredtobelieve]

Anything, really. An interesting fact that you don't normally think to share, perhaps. We could make a game of it.

[Yeah that won't end badly.]

[nothingsodivine]

If you're suggesting three old as the hills people start playing "I Never," we're gonna be drunk in three minutes.

[fornicator]

[ he grins at des cheekily ] I think I'd have a hard time with that particular game, anyway. My "I've never" list just might be shorter than the other way round.

[daredtobelieve]

I was thinking more along the lines of each of us picking things one or more of the others may not know. I recognize that there may be no secrets with bedfellows, but... Well, depending on how many drinks I have, I may be able to entertain you with a story or two.

[nothingsodivine]

You have no idea. [Des picks his whiskey back up and knocks back the rest of his.] I'm at least 85% certain Rhett Butler was based on me.

[WHAT. NOT MANY PEOPLE KNOW THAT. Because it's a blind assumption. He can't exactly prove it.] Just the character type. Not the whole mooning over Scarlet part. I'm just saying I was a lot like that back then.

[shruuuug.]

[fornicator]

[ zarad barks a laugh at that ] You would think that. [ he throws back the rest of his drink ] Well, let's see. Last year I roped Des into a game of strip poker with some friends of mine.

He didn't win. [ he's going to make you regret playing along with this game, des. stories about him can also be embarrassing stories about you. ]

[daredtobelieve]

[She starts to roll her eyes with a light laugh at Des' comment, taking a drink, but nearly choking on it as Zarad adds in his fun fact. Don't mind her looking over at Des and just... letting her imagination go places.

Ahem.]

Well- I hope you learned your lesson at least. You know, the last time I played poker- strip or no... was around the turn of the century. Albie was still working in the patent office in Bern at the time, but we convinced him to come out and play once or twice.

[Look all of her friends are famous scientists that she sometimes gives adorable nicknames to. I don't know what to tell you.]

[nothingsodivine]

You just namedrop famous historical figures to make me spit my whiskey at you, don't you? [he says that to her, but he's headtilting at Zarad like wtf you traitor.] And for the record, I very rarely learn my lesson. I'd happily take that gamble again.

[yeah, it's such a crisis for you, isn't it des. being naked around your boyfriend and his friends. wow. such tragedy.]