open ♔ socialization log

[wynn]

 

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans.  THIS IS MOSTLY AN OVERFLOW POST for the last social log whoops
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, Andres, etc!
WHEN || Any time in May/June
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 who are not currently squired in may also post, as their characters are living in the castle awaiting their ceremonies.  This takes place after the Knights have returned from Dimitris' wedding. 

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.]

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Brooke's Overflow

[littledhampir]

[For continuations or potential new threads:

Rose Hathaway ~ Post Wedding/Pre #SaveGar1
Sawyer Kelly ~ Pre USA
Kenzi Malikov ~ Pre Gatwick/Post #SaveGar2
Avaleen ~ Pre Brussels (Mar)
Gwen Cooper ~ Pre Hostage Crisis
Frankie Matera ~ Pre NYC.]

Rose & Spike

[littledhampir]

[Continued from here.]

[littledhampir]

[She grunts as his foot connects, a flash of pain as the wind gets knocked out of her but as her lungs fill with air again, a smile pulls wide. Beads of sweat dotting her brow, a trickle winding down her spine as she turns her tender side away from him.]

Yeah, right. We both know that's why you like me. [She comes in hard for the first two blows. (Atk 45, 43. Dmg 25, 15). But the next two go wide as she tries to protect her ribs. Spike too fast for her to make the most of it. (Atk 26, 28.).]

Tired yet?

[bigbad]

[Spike grunts.] Who me? Just getting warmed up. [Not even gonna roll a bluff check for something that's so obviously a lie. Sure, he's not sweating because... vampire, and for the same reason he's not breathing hard, but he's looking a little rough, especially since SOMEONE keeps fake staking him, and he has some pretty clear bruises. He's still grinning, though, as he attacks again, swinging his fists twice, then coming in for another sweeping kick. (atk 34, 24, 34 dmg 18, 16.]

[littledhampir]

[Yeah and Rose's sense motive was spot on enough that it would have taken one heck of a bluff for him to pull one over on her anyway... and it's probably for the best that they cool things because while Rose might be fairing better than Spike? Those last two hits land hard enough that the pain of them ripple across her features.]

Alright - alright. [Holding a hand up.] I know we could keep going until we kill each other? But I don't heal as fast as you and I have a boyfriend who's gonna grill me about these bruises tonight.

[bigbad]

[Spike tilts his head, considering, then shrugs, dropping his fists.] Suppose we wouldn't want to worry the boy. [He frowns, looking her over.] I didn't leave too many, did I?

Rose & Dawn

[littledhampir]

[Continued from here.]

[littledhampir]

[Dawn, you're talking to somebody who doesn't really have a clue what the Dragon's Hoard does.]

Is there.... much call for that around here?

[watcherjunior]

I'd say there is, yeah.

[ Her voice is light, full of humor. She isn't making fun, she's just somewhat pleased at the idea of feeling useful. ]

It's one of the many things that falls under the Hoard's umbrella.

[littledhampir]

Right, Gar stuff. [Realizing that's not all too clear.] The mission I've been on for... ever. It's like. Fighters and magical types. And Gar.

[watcherjunior]

That would be the one, yeah. [ Dawn grins brightly. ] There will always be those of us who are totally normal and still in the middle of it.

Gwen & Abbie

[gwenbloodycooper]

[Continued from here.]

[gwenbloodycooper]

[Grimacing.] It's a he, and probably one of the few people in this world that makes Sarandis look like the B-League.

[Or for an American Sports analogy. Minors VS Majors.]

He's the lead singer of a popular music group called, Heatless Passion. When he's not, brainwashing the masses with his music? He's having them walk to their deaths in the middle of the Hudson River. Then of course there's that Preacher bloke who, fancies himself as the second coming of Christ. Spreading hate against the Shadowkind like it's his god given right to profit off an environment of hatred and fear.

[She sadly, could go on.]

I suppose, my point is. What we do here. It's so much bigger than you realize when you walk through the doors of the round table room and have your first meeting with Wynn. It's not saving people, one case at a time it's...

[She pauses a moment, Gwen trying to find a way to explain just how massive it all is when you step back and look at what's been and what could still come.]

If left unchecked this world could be ripped apart by the likes of men like them. Sarandis wanted to rule a nation and he did. Until we stopped him. Men like Blade and Draken Crombe? They want to rule the world and what keeps me awake some nights? They could. That's what we're up against. That's why every moment we spend in these walls and out in the field matters. It's not your home, not the one you know and it's not your old life either but it's the one you've got and you and me and every other person within these walls. We're what's standing between the rest of the world and men, just like them.

[As far as speeches go, that was a big one from Gwen but a pretty damn important one at that.]

I like to think I lose a little sleep at night so that others might not have to.

[leftenants]

[She feels like she should be taking notes-- but the cause is one she can get behind, and it's so close to what she'd been dealing with back home that it's easier for her to accept than something on a smaller scale. It's the kind of purpose she's long grown used to being burdened with, and if she's being honest with herself, coming to this world and leaving her life as a Witness behind had left her disoriented after so much time spend gearing herself up to fight against the coming of the end of days.

Wynn had told her the scale of the knights' struggle when she'd first arrived, and she hadn't doubted him, but it meant something else to hear it from a peer, hear it from someone who was so much like her.]

That's the kind of work anyone should be glad to throw themselves into, given the opportunity.

[It's too important to balk at or shy away from, though she knows not everyone is up to the task.]

I don't want you to think I'm anything less than dedicated to the cause. I might be newer by comparison, but-- pretty sure I wound up here for a reason.

[gwenbloodycooper]

Oh - darlin, no. [Gwen quick to try and explain herself.] I'd never for a second think that. I just, I know something about, coming here. Feeling a little...

[She struggles to find the right words at first, in the end deciding on some simple honesty as she leans closer.]

I went from working for a secret organization that dealt with potential alien threats that would come through rifts in space and time - [Not even giving Abbie a moment to wrap her head around that.] And then I wound up here and became a Squire. To say that I felt out of sorts is a dramatic understatement.

[leftenants]

[You're speaking her language more than ever, Gwen.]

Sounds a lot like being part of a team that seeks out demons rising up to bring forth the apocalypse. [And then, unexpectedly, ending up here.] I'd say I know exactly how 'out of sorts' that feels.

Sawyer & Clark

[incantatio]

[Continued from here.]

[incantatio]

Glad to know I can stop you dead in your tracks at least. [Not the least bit offended by it either.]

[clarkfuckingkent]

[He cracks a smile.]

I'm pretty sure you could manage that without trying to run off with my shirt.

[incantatio]

[WHY CLARK! R U FLIRTING.

It sure reads like that and there's no masking the smile that pulls wide across her lips, even with her attempt to hold it back. A little color in her cheeks that makes her look better for it.]

I'll have to test that some time then.

[clarkfuckingkent]

[Is he?? He has no idea. But he knows that seeing her smile makes him smile as well.]

Yeah? Just don't let all that power go to your head.

Sawyer & Hawke

[incantatio]

[Continued from here.]

[incantatio]

Speaking as a native? This one could always use a few more.

[An opinion she'd formed before joining the Knights that had only strengthened since.]

[hawkeing]

[ hawke shifts at that. the concept of being an unwilling hero is not lost on her; it's something she and ashelia bonded over and that bond only strengthened here. the idea of becoming another world's hero is something hawke would rather just.

leave. ]

You may need to look elsewhere. My dog is a better hero than I am.

[incantatio]

You're here aren't you? [They likely have different definitions of heroes.]

Likely going to risk your neck for a bunch of people who don't know you and probably never will?