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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[ the section heads are in their offices throughout the day, each of which is located in or by their section's wing in the castle. if you'd like to speak to any of them, just make a thread below! you can ask them about extra training, questions about the world/powers/creatures/the Knights/missions, or just chat.

section heads are:

sir hasmed | dragon's fire
sir solace | dragon's light
sir koraith | dragon's tongue
sir dovan ironsides | dragon's hide
sir lis'sa trinall | dragon's hoard

tia ellison, head of the dragon's mind, doesn't have her own office here but can be reached at the downtown london office.

wynn can be found around the castle, or by knocking on his big golden doors in the round table room. ]

[Be surprised that she's shown up. Though, anyone is welcome to try and fill her duties. She'd be SHOCKED if anyone can do what she does, I mean, have you seen what she does all day?? It's very taxing. Very stressful. Very work. Much busy.

Okay, maybe she's just lounging on the counter of the desk... reading a magazine.]

[By now, most of the castle knows what happened- or at least in bits and pieces. Finnick's condition hasn't improved, hasn't budged since their return. Myri had tried to give him space, but her heart couldn't take the idea of staying so far from him, and so she started to see him. At first, she kept things brief, but there were days when she felt like she had to try to get through to him. She felt like she was failing him for not doing more.

Pressing him to remember only made him panic, though, lost in memories of a life she wanted to protect him from. And one day she pushed too far and caused him to snap. He spoke of things that didn't entirely make sense to her, people she didn't know, things she's never seen. To anyone that asks, she insists that he never meant to hurt her, never really meant any of it, but a wild swing of his arm had caused her to stumble back. She lost her footing and fell. Luckily, the baby appears to be unharmed, but her wrist was broken by the fall.

After that, Wynn decided that it was best for Finnick to be removed from the castle, to be kept somewhere where his troubled mind could heal in peace. Or at least that's what Myri can only hope for him at this point.

She doesn't speak much to anyone in the days after he leaves, keeps herself locked in her room, feeling a mixture of guilt and grief that she can't cope with. If she had left him alone, none of this would have happened. The idea of facing any of her friends and risk seeing them feel similarly makes her chest tighten with fear.

Eventually, she emerges again, but remains quiet, the light dimmed in her eyes. It's hard not to feel now that she's lost her husband entirely, hard not to wonder if anything will bring him back to her. She's more of a ghost within the castle than anything else, moving as if she doesn't really know where she is, replaying the events in her mind, wondering about what could have done differently.]

Edited 2015-07-05 21:14 (UTC)

[ Late in April, when the Guadalajara team returned from their mission, they brought a couple of strays along with them. More excitingly, they brought a spaceship, but ever since, there's been a short, dark-haired girl in converse and jeans thumping around the castle on the hunt for everything she can learn about it.

She made her way systemically through each public room, each wing, questioning the Knights she found there as if she were eager to get to know every single person staying there. Any time she found a knight to accost, the questions played out pretty much the same: ] So how long have you been here?

[ skye is interrupting harry potter!! luckily vi knows them by heart so she doesn't actually care, head tipping to look up at her like oh hi, you're a person i don't know, bright blue eyes sparkling with curiosity. skye's so lucky she gets to meet vi in spring when she is a vibrant bastion of sunshine and buoyancy and easy smiles. ]

It was two years March 1st. [ not that she keeps track or anything. ] Why, do I get an anniversary present? 'cause that would be awesome. I'll take a bouquet of cosmos any day.

[ yes, she just knows anniversary year flowers off the top of her head, it's a skill. ]

[ As it turned out, Rafael’s tour ran straight through June, making it a no-brainer for Buffy to keep to Myri’s side throughout her pregnancy and well into the first weeks of her child’s life. It wasn’t until July that she disappeared to Italy for a weekend, and when she returned, she was hand-in-hand with an easily recognizable popstar.

Over the next few days, it was hard to miss the two together around the castle. In the kitchen, Buffy sat up on one of the stools, knife whittling away at a series of vegetables to help Rafael prepare orecchiette with mini chicken meatballs, because apparently that’s a thing.

Raf glances over to check her progress with a little smirk as he works, before glancing over his shoulder. “And you are certain no one is going to walk in and kick me out at any time, carina?” he teases. ]

Well, if they do, all the Amazon boxes get stacked in back, so we could probably find you a pretty nice street corner in London not too far away. [ Cheekily, she grins up at him, as if her positive spin on his potential homelessness will ?? Make it better ? ?? Yes.

That draws a chuckle from him, and he goes to idk put some of the stuff in a pot, do I look like I know anything about cooking despite repeatedly playing master chefs? “Perhaps what I need is a disguise, no?”

Looking up at him, Buffy scrunches her nose, staying the movements of her knife as she tries to imagine a plethora of disguises. Judging by the arch of her eyebrow, those possibilities range everywhere from clown to cowboy. ] I mean, we’ve got dressing rooms with all kinds of plate armor for the knighting ceremonies. Put on one of those helmets, and I don’t think anybody would recognize you. [ He pulls a face at her, just as someone walks in to hear all that. ]

Edited 2015-07-05 21:52 (UTC)

[ Distracted from her thoughtful surveying, Skye suddenly furrowed her brow and straightened up. ]

… Should you be drinking? [ In your condition would be the implied end of that sentence. Because a bouquet of cosmos just makes Skye think ... the drinks ... ]

[ her wis was high enough to catch the disconnect and she laughs, shaking her head. ] Not yet, regrettably. I meant the flowers though. You know, like, an actual bouquet.

[ peter quill is a kid in a candy store. having crash landed on earth in april, only to have the engine stolen out of his ship by some shady government in mexico, he's found himself having to get used to the idea of maybe sticking around awhile.

which might be more disturbing if he weren't on earth for the first time in twenty five years or so and overwhelmed with the pure amount of catching up he has to do.

he can be found all over the castle, exploring these wonders of the modern world. you might find him crashed in the lounge, scrolling through netflix like he just found God, or maybe in the bowling alley, picking up a spare after dancing down the lane to the music blaring out of his cassette player. yes, cassette player. ]

That makes more sense.

[ A sheepish look accompanied her little fist-pump of acceptance, and she dropped onto the couch beside Vi, her attention catching the TV. ]

Goblet of Fire? [ She grinned. ] Cool. Is this what you guys do all day? Watch Harry Potter and play with all the equipment?

Pretty much. Harry Potter's my niche. [ harry potter and food. so much food. there is also food on the coffee table; a half eaten veggie pizza and an entire baking bowl of chocolate chips. she doesn't have a problem, shh. ]

[By this point, Liam has more or less adjusted to his new life living in a freakin' castle where the only person that remembers him from Beacon Hills happens to be just as maladjusted as himself. It's not such a bad deal as long as he doesn't dwell on the people that he missed from back home, which probably still happened a little more than he'd care to admit--but that was normal for anyone, especially a kid. Plus he'd made a bunch of new friends, which helped a little bit whenever he felt homesick.

But he's still a teenaged boy, so when Cora and Dr. Sweets weren't helping him to learn control in their own ways, and when Faith wasn't helping him to be even more badass than he already was (because let's face it, being a werewolf was kind of awesome when it didn't completely suck), he is usually holed up in one of the public areas playing video games. Like right now, he's just taken over whatever console happens to be lying around to put in some time with Street Fighter IV because that's popular with the kids today rite.

Come challenge him to a match or bring him some food and drink because uh, people can forget to do that when they play not that I would know ok js. >___>]

Are you kidding? I bet they couldn't fit all his hair in there.

[That smug-as-shit voice doesn't get heard often enough around here. It's definitely been since the babies were born, at least, and as Today has no particular cause for it be chirping sardonically through the castle kitchen. And yet here Des is, leaning on the doorframe and smirking.

And he's... achieved a wardrobe update, and I'm not painstakingly describing clothes, but y'all have known him for years and he always wears the same thing. IT WAS IMPORTANT TO NOTE.]

[ Once news spread of Finnick's departure from the castle, Buffy refused to accept Myri's self-imposed isolation. In the days following, she forced her way into Myri's room in much the same way Myri had tried to force her way back into Finnick's mind. Seeing the brace around her wrist to support the healing done by the Dragon's Light, Buffy felt her expression crumple. She made her way over to her friend and, without a word, pulled her into a hug that was made only slightly awkward by navigating around the bump of Finnick's child in her abdomen. ]

I heard. [ She whispered in a quiet, apologetic voice, all mourning and understanding. ]

[After some asking around, Rocket tracks down Quill, hissing mad at this injustice. Malina has to be wrong. He's gonna remember him- and when Drax gets back from wherever the hell he fucked off to, he'll remember him too. It'll be great.

Look at this asshole, dancing around down a bowling alley with those krutacking headphones of his. There ain't multiple versions of this jerk out there. And he's just acting like nothing is wrong. Of course he is.

The average bowling ball weighs more than Rocket does, but so do his guns, so hefts a decently sized one off the rack and carries it over to the end of the lane. And then leans on it. Is he the type to hurl this bitch at Quill's legs if he says something that might piss him off.

Yes.

He'll be fine. It's an upgrade from shooting.] Yo. Quill.

[ Skye crashed onto the couch beside him with enough force to jostle him the next cushion over. With her feet curled beneath her, she sat forward and propped her elbows on her knees, eyeing the screen for a moment as he scrolled through before looking over at him. ]

Come on. Seriously? We're in a secret freaking castle, and you're marathoning Saved by the Bell?

[ The familiar voice snapped Buffy's attention away from making self satisfied moon eyes at Rafael. She pauses in the middle of pushing a slice of vegetable into her mouth, whipping her head over to the doorway. She leapt up off the stool. ]

Des! [ She bolted over to throw her arms around him, too good for words. Commence three-way relationship. ]

Good niche.

[ She gestured to the food, silently asking if she might invite herself to it with a nod. ]

So two years, huh? That's pretty good tenure. You like it here?

[Skye catches Malina in the kitchen, fixing herself a New York-style sub, various ingredients spread out across the kitchen counter.]

Ten years?

[There's a pause as she thinks on that for a second, almost as though she's trying to determine if it has in fact been ten years.]

Might be eleven. You lose track after a while.

[She shrugs, before holding up a plate.]

Hungry?

Very.

[ She nodded, reaching out to take the plate gratefully. ]

And there's different … departments, right? [ She's catching up with terminology. ] Are you with the magic one? I noticed you had a familiar, back in Mexico. Are you usually here, or the mexican base?

So you've worked here a while, huh?

[ Skye gave a nod, throwing one arm over the reception desk and leaning into it to look casual. Her arm started to slide out from under her, but she caught herself before she fell, clearing her throat and straightening her back. ]

That's, uh. [ She straightened the clipboard on the front desk. ] That's ... cool.

Yeah, it's home. [ she doesn't realize she's unintentionally echoed wynn, but he was telling the truth, yo. ] I mean it's hard sometimes, but it's nice that there's something to come back to after missions, you know? I'm sorta an orphan, so this is all the home I'm gonna get.

[ she glances over at skye before nodding to the movie. ] It's pretty much my Hogwarts.

[ That visibly struck a chord with Skye, who dropped her chin, glancing away. She pulled her legs up under her on the couch, settling in. ]

Yeah. I can see how that'd be nice. [ She sat back, picking at her nails in her lap, deep in thought. A moment later, she buried the whole conflict and looked over at Vi. ] So if this is Hogwarts, gimme some House comparisons. I mean, what are the sects like?

[Baal had arrived with Felicity only a week prior , so he was still getting used to the grounds. He was waiting to be squired into the knights and because of that, he wasn't wandering too far from the doors of the castle. Old habits died hard, and he let himself wander silently, trying to gather the information he could about the castle and it's inhabitants.

He would stop when he saw people though, standing back and just listening. He didn't want to disturb others who knew each other so well, and sometimes the best information gathered was the words overheard freely among friends.]

Edited (updated icon) 2015-07-06 13:52 (UTC)

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open ♔ socialization log (april through july)

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Baal | last week of April