open ♔ holidays

[wynn]

WHO || Everyone and Will's dogs.
WHAT || The holidays
WHERE || Knights castle / downtown London
WHEN || December-January
HOW || Actionspam

[ Castle repairs are still well underway, so there's that ever present remaining air of tension in the wake of the attack, but nevertheless it's the holiday season and people want to celebrate.  Any and all holiday season things can go here! ]

On this post:
Bonnibel // R&D Lab/kitchen
Rumbelle // Closed
Kenzi & Groot // Around the castle
Mars // His room + around the castle
Deryn // Halls + gifts + various
Barry & Thea // Closed
Kate & Baal // Closed
Found Family Christmas // Closed
Felicity // Open
Lila & Sylar // Closed
Irish Christmas // Closed
Gaz // Holidays / Training Room / Woods
Elijah // Around the castle
Deadpool // Open
Cora & Malia // Closed
Poe // Arrival out back
Caroline // Open
Tony // R&D Lab
Derek // Open
Rey // Open
Solo family lifeday // Closed
Katniss (& Francesca) // Open
Des // Open 
Cyclops, Wolverine, Emma F, Nathan // Closed
Pietro // Open

Comments

[byyourleave]

I believe it was the Men of X? I am not very familiar with American things... or childhood things.

[killmypatience]

[Her eyebrows go up a bit and she laughs, before shaking her head.]

I don't know if I'll be that skilled.

[byyourleave]

Not now, but it is something to strive for. Challenge yourself. [just grins, chuckling as well]

[killmypatience]

[She shakes her head.]

We'll see about getting a handle on the easy stuff first.

[byyourleave]

And then we shall move to the superhero maneuvers and skin tight costumes?

[totally teasing, though he is imagining her in a nice skin tight leather outfit. OH yeah.]

[killmypatience]

[And that earns him a flat look over the top of her drink.]

I never agreed to be a superhero.

[byyourleave]

[he chuckled at that]

I was teasing, Kate. Though you do hold the air of one who can be a hero.

[killmypatience]

[She gives a small shrug.]

I just like doing my job. I try not to think of it as more than that.

[byyourleave]

Yes, well one person's job makes them a hero to another. Even a man at McDonald's giving food to a hungry child can be a hero.

[killmypatience]

I know that. But to me there's a difference between a hero and a superhero. I just want to do good work as me. Not with some alter ego.

[byyourleave]

And no spandex. I understand.

[though she would look amazing in that spandex. Just saying.]

[killmypatience]

[Oh, she totally would. But spandex is only for special occasions.]

Sorry to disappoint.

[byyourleave]

[and with that, he will finish his drink]

So back to my room now, yes?

[killmypatience]

Yes. For that information.

[And not for other stuff. Just as a reminder. (For both of them.)]

[byyourleave]

Yes, the information. [boo.] This way.

[and he will lead her to his room, that was in the area that had been rebuilt. His single room was very Egyptian and while it was dark, the light gave it a softness that enticed you in. Some incense were burning on a tray on his dresser, bringing in the smells of home into his room]

Come on in.

[killmypatience]

[She glances around a bit as she does, before moving inside and turning back to face him.]

Nice room.

[byyourleave]

Thank you. I believe they wanted me to feel as if I was at home here. And while I don't remember home being like this in my life... it is still soothing in a way.

[killmypatience]

[She nods in agreement.]

Mine is still being rebuilt. Thanks to Sarandis and all.

[byyourleave]

Are you at least in accommodations that are comfortable?

[killmypatience]

[She nods.]

I've been sharing with Abbie. It's a little tight, but we're managing. It's only for a little while.

[byyourleave]

Well, if you ever need a night away, you are welcome to the bed. I'm still getting used to the comfort and prefer my couch some nights.

[killmypatience]

[She nods in agreement.]

I'll keep that in mind. But right now, I need to see that stuff you said you had?

[byyourleave]

Yes, of course.

[he went to sit on his bed, and then reached behind the table to pull up a manilla envelope. It wasn't a lot, but he opened the envelope and pulled a thin scrapbook. He stood back up, moving towards her as he opened the cover]

This is an article from Cairo's library about the children being kidnapped for the militia. [he pointed at the picture, his finger pointing to a little five year old boy being dragged towards a truck by a man with an assault rifle]

That was the last time I saw my home until I was in my twenties.

[killmypatience]

[Her face softens as she goes to sit next to him, trying to get a better look at that picture.]

I'm sorry.

[She picks up he article and leans closer.]

Do you know who took the photo?

[byyourleave]

No. I went to the paper to ask but neither the photo taker or the writer was still there.