knightsoflegend | open ♔ socialization log (april through july)

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open ♔ socialization log (april through july)

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans.
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, Andres, etc!
WHEN || Any time in April/May/June/July
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. Characters participating in the following missions are asked to wait until their missions have concluded before tagging into things that take place chronologically after said missions: Dead of Winter, Curse of the Homo Magi, Ravenloft, Shadow Bermuda, and City of Blood If you aren't certain if that applies to you, please ask! Characters who are not currently squired in may also post, as their characters are living in the castle awaiting their ceremonies.

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 @ Various
Cheryl @ Front Desk
Myri @ her room & various
Skye @ Various
Buffy & Rafael @ the Kitchen
Peter @ Rec Rooms, Bowling Alley, Etc.
Liam @ Rec Room
Baal @ Various
Malina @ Dragon's Fire Wing/outside/kitchen/bar/library/Rec Room
Sweets @ Dragon's Light wing/Rec room/music room
Kali @ training room / firing range / outside / etc
Elena @ firing range / gym / kitchen / common rooms
Vi @ firing range / garden / rec room
Dean @ firing range / billiards room / library / kitchen
Jaina @ garage / training room / roof / computer room / bar
Lazarus & Vi | closed
Nick @ training room / firing range / rec rooms / computer room / bar / various
Des (& Zarad) @ NYC / firing range / training room
Elena @ 21st birthday party!
Alex @ garage / airfield / London / firing range / rec room / etc
Dante @ training room / old man bar / library
Andrew @ his room / computer lab / rec room
Alcide @ bars / grounds
Faye @ Gold's room / her room / various
Thoster @ hallways
Ollie @ training room / Dragon's Hoard wing
Mars @ library / room / gardens
Doyle @ the bar
Sebastian @ training room / his room
Neal @ various
Klaus @ rec room / kitchen / bedrooms
Adam @ Dragon's Light wing / various
Aedan @ training room / Dragon's Light wing / outdoors / rec room
Thea @ training room / grounds / bar / rec room / pool / various
Carol @ training room / grounds / roof
Kate @ training room / library / grounds / London
Ric @ Dragon's Hoard labs / bars / homeschooling kids
Jo @ lobby / various
Abigail @ firing range / gym / grounds / library / Dragon's Fire wing
Steve @ training room / various
David @ training room / library / grounds / kitchen
Emma S @ the pond / library / firing range
Amy @ library / kitchen / etc
Clark @ various
Erica @ grounds / training area / library / etc
Natasha @ firing range / training room / gym / bar / billiards / rec room
Sara @ bars / training room / gym / various
Hook @ bar / kitchen
Taradiddle @ Dragon's Light wing / grounds / places she shouldn't be
Sam @ library / shooting range / castle grounds
Alice @ Dragon Light's wing / rec room / kitchen / training room / outside
Cora @ her room / grounds / training room / library / kitchen / TV room / computer lab
Will @ pond / firing range / castle grounds

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[Her smile falters, since she doesn't feel much like a source of light these days. But she nods either way.]

With any luck, she'll be enough like her father- [She hesitates on the word, emotion tugging at her.] -to keep up with you once she's learned to talk.

[Watching Finnick and Des is where Myri learned how to lie like a champ, after all.]

God forbid. The last thing anyone needs is a tiny conniver. [He address her baby bump again.] Hear that? No conniving, and if you have to... Keep it to people who deserve it.

She may need a bit of a refresher on the topic once she's actually able to speak. I'll leave that to you.

I'll happily indulge the Bitty Bit with all the important life lessons I've learned and almost actually follow once she's old enough. [He holds up a hand.] Solemn vow.

Good. She'll be better for having you in her life. [It makes her feel better to talk about the people her daughter will have in her life, rather than the ones she likely won't. She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly.]

I'm glad you came back.

Did you really think I wouldn't?

[he reaches out to squeeze her shoulder.] Barring the fact that I haven't really given anyone a reason to think I would.

You had an out. With everything that's happened? I wouldn't have blamed you if you never looked back. [It would have broken her heart, but she would have understood why.]

Little Bit, I've had a hundred outs for the past three years. If I honestly wanted to leave, I woulda done it. [Which is something he's denied a hundred times before. Somehow not bullshitting anyone comes easier now.]

Yes, but... [She just assumes it's different now. He's married. He's mortal. A lot has changed and he's changed with it. There's really no mission that they're on now that he's tied to, and he's made it so very clear that he's not a Knight, so being tangled up in their business isn't really something he needs to do.]

I suppose I was just afraid that you'd realize how much easier it all could be. [She glances down.] I was so angry with you. For days and days, I was so angry that you left when we needed- when I needed...

[She can't quite finish that thought. It's selfish of her. She knows that. And she's had plenty of people to lean on through all of this. There's just something about Des that makes her feel safe, though.

She looks back up at him again, her eyes watery with fresh tears that haven't quite yet fallen.]

I'm glad to be wrong. I'm glad you weren't running away for good.

[he tenses and glances at the floor, rather than look at her, so she can't see the sudden hurt and guilt that cross his face. Even after she finishes, he swallows, collecting his thoughts, and then he gathers her up in another hug and kisses her forehead.] Hey, you can't get rid of me that easily, okay? I'm with you as long as you want me to be. You're my little bit, all right? I love you.

[She wraps her arms around him, holding on tight.]

I love you, too. So much. And I want my daughter to know you and your husband, both. I never knew a family growing up. I want her to have more people to turn to than she knows what to do with. And I... I miss you when you're gone. I know you have a right to go. And I know I can't stop you from leaving for a time, but just promise me you'll always come back? Can you do that?

[he heaves a sigh and closes his eyes, considering it for a moment, and then, very sincerely, since it doesn't come automatically:] I think I can promise that much.

[She holds onto him tighter in response, glad that he doesn't try to fight her on it.]

You'll come when the baby's born, won't you? Vi and I are due so close, you may just want to stay near for all of June. [She manages a small laugh and pulls back to look at him.]

I want you to meet her, though. And Zarad, but I know he always seems busy.

I'm lookin' forward to meetin' both of 'em. [He grins, sticking his tongue in his cheek.] And I'm hoping we can get through this bullsh-crap, so they don't have to worry about suffering the way you have. [His smile fades just a bit.] The way we have. They deserve a good future.

That's all I want. Healthy, happy, safe. That's all I want for her.

You'll have it. [He squeezes her shoulders, bending down to meet her eyes.] It all has to come to a better end, 'cause we've fought too hard and too long for anything less.

I'm not sure if that's how the world works, Des. [Well, isn't this a turn. There was a time when Myri had nothing but optimism in how good things would come if they fought for them. Now, all she sees is the pain. She won't stop fighting, but she's less certain that a better life is coming.]

[Des looks utterly stricken by her words, a look of surprise that turns into mounting horror crossing his face. He's quiet for a beat too long and with his hands on her shoulders, she can almost feel the way they shake before he pulls them away.]

You're starting to sound like me before... [he swallows, rubbing a hand over his face and through his hair.] It's not fair, is it? You're supposed to endure all this crap, and come out of it hoping for the best. Forgiving the world for what it handed you... How can anyone blame you for thinking like that? Why would anyone blame you? Oh, Myri... [he swallows again, grimacing.] I never wanted you to get like this. I'm sorry.

[Feeling the tremor in his hands, she immediately knows what has him so concerned. Of all of them, she feels like she can be honest with Des about this if only because of their conversations before. So many in the group know about loss, about the pain that rips your heart in two, but there's been so much more that she's weathered, and she knows that he understands those echoes of pain as well.

Still, she knows that none of them want to see her like this, want to know that she's still so easily drawn into a darker place. Perhaps she should have lied to him, but that never felt right to do.]

I don't think there was anything you or anyone else could have done differently.

No. [He glances down at the floor, still looking utterly crestfallen.] I don't think there is, and that's the worst part of it. It shouldn't be that hard.

[he hesitates a moment and then cups her face in his hands.] But that doesn't mean I can't fix your future, somehow.

[She looks up at him, wishing that she could muster up a smile for him, but finding it too difficult to manage. Her hands reach up to hold onto his, fingers curling around his hands.]

Worry about your own future, Des. Please. You deserve to know happiness. And I don't want concern for me to take away from that.

It doesn't take away anything from me. I want a world where you and everyone else won't have to worry about things like this. [he presses a kiss to her forehead.] That's what would make me happy.

[She lets her eyes close briefly, trying to take comfort in what he's saying, what he's trying to do for her.]

I just don't know what's going to happen. For me, for my daughter... I used to feel as though I could at least hope for brighter days, but...

But nothing. Hope for brighter days, Myri. You can't lose faith- you do that and they already win, and none of those bastards deserve the satisfaction.

[She's quiet for a very long time.]

I don't know if I have the strength to hope for anything better, Des. I don't know if I can take that disappointment. I don't know if I can bear to watch those hopes dashed again. If that means they've won, then...

[The words are choked off by emotion. Pregnancy and depression mixed together just makes for a weepy Myri.]

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