knightsoflegend | open ♔ socialization log

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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Amy snatches her hand back automatically. "No!"

Er. Well, she's not going to take her outburst back now, instead choosing to continue. "It's still mine. You already proposed, no takin' it back now, Rory Williams."

Yeah, this is going to be a little bit complicated but she's felt like something was missing for so long, she doesn't want to give up even a little bit of it -- including the ring. "I'll just hold on to it, for safe keeping. Get a box."

Keep it next to her bed.

"Fine."

There's a part of that outburst that makes him smile, because even if she doesn't remember him exactly, he's glad she at least remembers that. The wedding ring, however, is already back in his pocket, so he's going to hold onto that for a while.

"I'll just hold onto the other one, then."

Her head bobs in a nod. "Alright, yeah. Good plan."

Shifting back and forth on her feet, she crosses her arms awkwardly. "We haven't any kids, have we?"

Amy existed with very many abandonment issues because she hasn't got parents and her Aunt Sharon was reasonably busy having an actual life and the Doctor had a tendency to find her and then leave her, falling through the Veil into Wales was the third time he'd done so. (And while that one, she supposes, is technically not his fault, she also supposes she can't count it, but she does anyway.)

She doesn't know if she could bear being the one abandoning children like that.

Fortunately for Amy, Rory's memories also have incomplete sections that he has yet to fill in the blanks to. There's still a kind of sadness that sits in his chest when she mentions children, but he brushes it off as something that it just never managed to work out for. Their running around with the Doctor provided too many interruptions.

"No," he shakes his head. "No, it was just us. No kids."

She huffs out an oddly relieved sigh, nodding slowly. "Okay, alright, yeah. That's good then." Maybe not good considering Rory would be the best dad, maybe even surpassing Brian, but good because. Well, just because.

"So you wanna get a drink?" She could use a drink to break up some of this weirdness and she doesn't want to drink alone and Rory seems like a fine candidate for drinking with her.

Drink? A drink he could definitely do. In fact, a drink he could definitely use, after all of this, and he nods his agreement as he gets ready to follow her. A drink is definitely a start, though he's more than prepared to take his time.

He probably won't have to wait two thousand years this time around.

"Lead the way."

Amy does just that, leading him down the hall and up the stairs to the bar the old men frequent because she thinks they will be far less likely to be interrupted.

"So how'd you actually get here?"

"I was on the bus to work and I got taken hostage by a troll." He says it as simply as possible, but it still sounds pretty ridiculous, even to him. He was there, he saw it, but it still is one of the oddest scenarios he's ever been in. "The team that was there said you all were in need of people with medical training, so I figured it was worth a shot."

"'cause you're a nurse." She's just double checking that that hasn't changed. Who knows now! He could be head of NHS for all she knows.

"As days go, how was it comparable to the Atraxi threatenin' to incinerate Earth?"

"Because I'm a nurse." So yes, Amy. That at least is still the same. There's a pause as he makes a face because he had spent most of the Atraxi attack being very, very confused.

"Worse. Mostly because the troll was a much more direct threat while the Atraxi was more abstract and there was no Doctor on the bus. There was a talking raccoon and giant tree though."

"Oh, yeah, they work here." She shakes her head, trying to get her brain to function again. "Obviously, yeah, since they were there when you were picked up."

He nods with a small smirk before he continues. "It was Kali who convinced me to talk to your boss though. He seems very ... intense."

"Yeah. He's... something. Personally, I think he might be a bit alien, but that's not a topic you just broach at a squiring party, so it's never come up." A beat. "Maybe I'm just not drunk enough. He reminds me of your da' when he'd get that face when I'd kept you out after the streetlights'd come on."

Wynn is Brian Williams' disappointed face.

His eyebrows go up at that, smirking as he looks down at his glass, then nodding. "Yeah. I think I could see that."

"He's kind of scary, honestly. I don't think he knows how to smile." Isn't that an illness? Maybe.

"I will second scary, but it was in a comforting way. Sort of." Rory's not really sure what to make of Wynn, but hopefully he'll have time to get used to him and get a better read.

"You've got a weird sort of definition for comforting, mate." She makes a face at Rory because even though she's teasing him she... gets it.

He chuckles a bit at that, before shaking his head. "Probably have a weird definition for a lot of things, with the way we live."

"And how's that?" Just casually asking. For a friend. You know how it is.

"Bouncing around all the time with the Doctor?" he says as he turns to look at her. "Never knowing where we're going? Always doing a whole lot of running?"

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