open ♔ march castle socialization

[shootfirst]

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans.
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, etc!
WHEN || Any time during the second half of March
HOW || Actionspam

[ The castle can be a happening place, even on more mundane days. This log is for random interactions over the course of this half of the month.

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. 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. ]

Comments

[uncurse]

Maybe one of us will have occasion to wear some.

[ it isn't clear by emma's sardonic tone whether she'd look forward to that opportunity or begrudge the knights for using it at all. ]

[bittersweeter]

You say that like spur of the moment isn't occasion enough.

[There is probably a reason Lila only remembered, and embellished, that part specifically, but she doesn't seem to mind the idea.]

[uncurse]

To each their own, I guess. [ she considered lila for a moment. ] You're from the new group, right? Squired earlier this month.

[bittersweeter]

Uh-huh. [She raises her eyebrows a little like, are you going somewhere with that?] Lila.

[uncurse]

Emma. [ realizing lila was confused why she'd asked it, emma held up a hand to pacify her. ] Just trying to keep everybody straight.

[bittersweeter]

[She shrugs, defensive is instinct.] Yeah, I saw you at that weapons training thing, dude with the hook following you like a puppy.

[uncurse]

I didn't realize puppies made a habit of toting lethal weapons.

[ NOPE NOPE NOPE THIS CONVERSATION NOPE. ]

[bittersweeter]

Not exactly a great shot. Maybe a puppy with a mildly uncomfortable flesh wound causing weapon.

[uncurse]

I meant the hook.

[bittersweeter]

Puppies have claws.

[uncurse]

Are we approaching a point?

[bittersweeter]

Claw, hook. [Shrug. NO SHE REALLY ISN'T APPROACHING ANYTHING. Just saying, she's got eyes.] You're less of a bad shot.

[uncurse]

[ EMMA DOESN'T LIKE THE HOOK PART OF THIS CONVERSATION OK but she likes the compliment part so she gives one of those little roguish smiles of hers. ]

I'd certainly hope not. If every squire shot like he did, we'd all be screwed. I didn't catch your performance. [ which invites lila to brag now. because emma was too busy throwing her underwear at hook. ]

[bittersweeter]

Pity, it was beautiful.

[Seriously. That shit is framed in her room. Right on the wall so if anyone ever came in -- and really, why would they -- the first thing they would see it a target telling them HI.]

[uncurse]

Yeah? Where'd you learn? [ this is emma's discreet way of pointing out GURL YOU LOOK SOMEWHAT BITTY. ]

[bittersweeter]

My dad. [Fuck if she knows, let's be honest. It sure wasn't Cassel though, so she's just assuming her dad taught her everything.] Who taught you?

['cause you're not awful, is the subtext.]

[uncurse]

Necessity.

[ bitch lived alone in boston. you don't do that without owning a handgun and knowing how to use it, esp not as a woman. ]

Took a class so I could qualify to carry concealed. I did bail bonds; customers don't tend to be the kind of people you want to be around unarmed.

[bittersweeter]

[She's a bail bondswoman, person...? Lila shot a government agent and was on the run before she tumbled into this place.

That's just great. Welp, they're theoretically on the same side now, let's see how far that goes.]

My dad's the head of a crime family. You know, the sort of people you don't want to be around unarmed.

[uncurse]

Then, I guess you know what I'm talking about.

[ there's no judgment there - though, it does explain the poison lipstick commentary. for some reason, she can't bring herself to judge a person off their parents. as if a part of her knows they don't speak to the child's character, despite not having a concrete example to go off of. spoiler it's henry and she just doesn't remember him. ]

[bittersweeter]

Considering I used to be next in line, I suppose I do. Don't worry, I don't discriminate, my best friend was a fed.

[And she would pay to forget Cassel. Even when he's not there he manages to fuck her emotions up just by having existed in the first place. A pervasive, creeping threat of 'what if' that clung to her.]

[uncurse]

And you're looking to be a knight. Not exactly the family business.

[bittersweeter]

[Get ready for some honesty, yo.]

I'm seventeen and I know how to kill people, what else am I going to do?

[uncurse]

Get away from it. Find a life where you don't have to. [ that's what she'd tried to do. when she got out of prison, when she realized neal wasn't coming back, she'd gotten as far away from the theft and confidence arts as she could manage. all but got whiplash going to the other side. ]

[bittersweeter]

[LOL you're cute.]

Mmm, yeah. I'm sure the Starbucks down the street will give me free room and board and health benefits if I work for them, even though I don't have a work visa or any viable identification. [She purses her lips because it's not like she didn't think about this. She knew she had choices, they just weren't reasonable ones in comparison.]

Besides, I'm good at what I do.

[And... if ever his stupid face came through, Lila could protect him. And then kill him.]

[uncurse]

The Knights do that kind of thing, you know. Help people find job placement when they've been displaced. Not all the people they help after they've come through the Veil wind up as Knights. [ she held up her hands. passive surrender. ] Not trying to talk you out of it. But, you've got options. Even if it doesn't look like it.