knightsoflegend | open ♔ november/december socialization

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open ♔ november/december socialization

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

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ yeah he's annoying as hell about asking questions the whole way, be prepared for that fun drive, rose. he pulls up and brings the impala to a halt in the driveway, putting it in park and looking skeptically through the front window. ] Here?

[She's managed to keep this a secret for weeks, there's no way she's going to break at the final hour so the more annoying he is, the more frustrating she is.

Rose exhales a shaky breath, almost like she's nervous, staring at the house for a long moment before finally looking at Dean.]

Yep. [Yeah that's all you're getting for now.] Come on. [Moving to get out of the car.]

I didn't know you even knew anyone this firmly entrenched in Suburbia. [ snarky commentary before he gets out on his side too ]

[Getting out of the car, Rose throws Dean a look over the top.]

I don't... [Not giving him time to question that as she moves towards the front door.

She doesn't stop to knock, letting herself in like she's supposed to be here, Rose looking around as she moves into the entranceway before turning back to look at Dean, again that almost nervous air about her as she rocks back on her heels.]

I - [Rose grimaces, uncertainty written all over her face as she tries to find the words, working herself up to more than one or two at a time.]

Figuring out what to get you for Christmas? The Chemical Golem we fought was like, a thousand times easier. [She lets out a shuddering breath, bobbing her head like she's silently urging herself to get to the point.] The house? It's just a rental but it's, a real house ya know? Like with, a kitchen and, rooms that aren't dormitories or, that come with bibles in the bedside table.

[She makes a face, running her fingers back through her hair, shoulders slumping.]

I didn't really think this part through... [Chewing on the inside of her cheek, she reaches for his hand, nodding towards a room just off to the right for Dean to follow her into.]

[ he lets her take his hand absently, but his expression is struck with disbelief, so much so that for a moment he looks like a lost puppy, unable to come to grips with what she's saying. he gives the house a double take, taking in the interior and looking more than a little overwhelmed, but letting her pull along ] You're sayin' this is ours?

It... kind of? [Rose huffs at her own inability to explain it all, letting the view speak for itself at first as she leads him into another room.

Several large, leather couches fill the space, the cream, thick pile area rug in the center of the room contrasting with the dark wooden floorboards while against one wall is a fireplace that fills the air with warmth and causes a look of surprise to touch Rose's features before a small smile takes hold.

In the corner of the room stands a tall, bare Christmas tree, beside it what appears to be several bags loaded full of decorations, Rose exhaling the breath she's been holding as she finally manages to find her footing.]

I wanted to get you a Christmas Tree... [Because of their conversation on the flight from Chicago to London, the one that changed the way she looked at him, that set everything in motion for what they are now.] But it didn't really, seem like it was enough so instead I thought, I'd get you Christmas.

[Her gaze slides towards him, watching him as he takes in the space.] The house was Helen's idea. It's not ours exactly but, it's ours for the next couple of months at least and, Sam, helped me get the tree and the decorations. [She looks back to the roaring fire, a soft chuckle escaping.] Pretty sure you can thank him for the fire as well...

Sam and Helen helped with this? [ lmfao idk which one he sounds more incredulous about rn.

he walks slowly towards the tree, staring at it in nothing short of awe. ] You did all this for me. [ no wait, that's the most disbelief he's expressed. ]

[Rose watches him carefully, trying for neutral but there's still a touch of uncertainty as she does so, like she's trying to figure out if he likes it or if he thinks it's kind of lame.]

I had help? [As if that's the thing he has trouble believing, that one person could have done this and not, that she'd actually wanted to do this for him.]

[ he turns around to look at her, and his lips curve up, although his brow is still furrowed, several emotions visible on his features at once. ] No, I mean. Nobody's ever-- [ he stops himself there though, the words thick on his tongue. they've been together awhile but he still finds stumbling blocks when it comes to talking about emotions, and this is clearly one such instance. but it's hard to miss the amazed gratitude in his eyes, even if it's partnered with a certain uneasiness, born of the little voice in the back of his skull so keen on telling him he doesn't deserve anything like this. or that it's all too good to be true, and likely to be ripped away. ]

[It all falls into place without Dean needing to finish that sentence, Rose's head canting to one side as a tiny smile plays across her lips and all her own uneasiness, the nervous energy that had made her body vibrate with tension from the moment they pulled into the driveway dissipates, Rose taking a step towards him, her hand snaking out to capture his.

For once she doesn't try to fill the silence with dumb noise, comfortable enough with Dean just to let the moment be, her thumb running over the back of his hand just as the other comes to cover it and when she does find her voice again, her gaze lifts to meet his, smile softening.]

You matter to me. [As if it was just that simple.]

[ he looks down at her hand and then back to her face, the smile gaining a little more real confidence at her words. ] Don't know what I did to deserve you, but I'm not complainin'.

Yeaaaah... I don't know what you did to deserve me either. [Tone teasing.] We can spend the night here, decorate the tree and all that and tomorrow Alainn is going to come by, help with the cooking or... cook instead of me so I don't give us food poisoning, like a real Christmas lunch, you, me, Alainn, Helen - who is, my family [Getting that in before he can say anything.] ... and Sam.

[While Rose might have stopped trying to pick fights with Sam all the time, she hasn't hidden the fact that she's still appropriately cautious where he's concerned. Her even asking Sam for help was probably unexpected so this?]

He's your family and, it's Christmas. [Voice pitched low for Dean's benefit before calling out;] You can come out now.

[Sam appears from a doorway nearby, presumably coming from the direction of wherever the kitchen is, carrying three glasses filled with a milky, thick liquid. There's a sheepish look on his face, like he's still not entirely sure he deserves to be or is wanted here, but he's trusting Rose's judgement.

Have an actual normal-looking Christmas with his brother and their friends is more than he could ask for, too.]

Here. Let me know if it needs some more kick.

[As he hands them both one of the extra glasses of egg nog he's carrying before he takes a sip himself.]

[ dean continues to look slightly thrown off balance by sam's sudden appearance, and the domestic atmosphere, but he takes the glass because what else is he gonna do, looking between them like maybe the christmas miracle is that rose actually sam instead of shanking him in an alley. ] You know how to make eggnog?

[Rose noticeably holds her breath as Sam appears, watching Dean closely as if to gauge whether she'd made the right call or not. She'd figured, at worst, he'd yell a bunch and then it would be like a 'real family Christmas' but if it was going to be that, she wanted to be ready for it.

She gets distracted however by what's in Sam's hands, lines creasing her brow and nose wrinkling as she hesitantly takes one.]

Eggnog? [Sideeyeing the fuck out of Sam and the stuff in her cup.] Do I want to drink this? [An aside to Dean.]

I know how to spike the store-bought stuff?

[You didn't...really think he made it from scratch, do you? Please.

Also, off-balance is better than mad. He'll take it.]

It's good. Also, not poison. Promise. [A beat.] Well...not anymore than alcohol usually is.

Edited (lol) 2015-03-15 13:09 (UTC)

Fair enough. [ with that, he'll down some gladly, before looking around suspiciously ] No other surprises planning to jump out of the woodwork, right?

Um...

[*Ding-Dong*]

Just, one?

[The corner of Sam's mouth perks up.]

I'll go get it.

[And then he heads to the front door, pulling it open to let in whoever's ringing the bell.]

[mom's here!!]

Happy Christmas!

[thanks for answering the door, Sam. Your reward is Helen's pretty smile right before she shoves a giant stack of presents at you to help her carry in.]

Merry Christmas, Helen.

[His reflex save of 21 means he doesn't drop presents all over the floor yay. I guess it helps to have a huge ass wingspan. He follows after her before heading over to the bare tree and setting the presents down on the floor beside it.]

Helen. [ lmao he sounds surprised. and a little baffled. he still wasn't sure you liked him, let alone wanted to spend the holidays with him. ] You helped with all this, huh?

[And Rose just looks visibly relieved and equally pleased that the words 'what the fuck' didn't come out of his mouth. Also that Helen is here.]

Well, of course I did. You didn't think Rose tripped over this little gem of a home, do you? [If anyone knows the right neighborhoods to find a place like this to rent out? It's Helen. She sets down the rest of the massive amount of presents she brought next to the stack she had pawned off on Sam, then turns back towards the three of them smiles- clearly in good spirits. So much so, in fact that she greets Rose with a quick hug and a kiss to her cheek. The boys are safe... for now.]

I hope I didn't miss too much. I got a bit caught up in the celebrations back at the castle.

Naw, they just got here a couple minutes ago.

[Sam was here first, prepping some stuff. Speaking of which...]

Want some eggnog?

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