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

[unhand]

It's not my opinion I'm asking about, lass.

[uncurse]

And here I thought your opinion was the only one you cared about.

[unhand]

Maybe I'm curious.

[uncurse]

[ she just watches him for a moment, then gives a thin smile that makes it clear: she's not here to sate his curiosity, and he's not getting an answer.

which is for the best, really. because the fact is, it's nothing to do with him that she doesn't want to, and everything to do with her. ]

[unhand]

[He stares back at her for a moment, then bites into the pizza again.]

You're not getting rid of me so easily, regardless.

[uncurse]

[ she shrugs. if she's not getting rid of him either way ... she sits back. ]

Tell me about Neverland.

[unhand]

[If there's one thing he loves talking about, its his adventures. Especially since she seems actually interested.]

Ah, there's a beautiful world. All the colors are brighter, somehow. It's the pixie dust, infusing everything.

[uncurse]

[ she is genuinely interested. she's always felt a connection with neverland - watching peter pan as a kid, feeling like a lost boy in her own way, wanting to escape there.

now, it mostly reminds her of neal, though, and what tallahassee hadn't been. ]

Is it really like the movie? All ... mermaids, and Indians?

[unhand]

There were mermaids and Indians, yes. I doubt they were much like your "movie," though. [If her stories of Jack and such were anything to go off.] Unless your movie depicted them as deadly enemies that'd kill you before you could so much as blink.

[uncurse]

Loose interpretation, I admit. What about the fairies?

[unhand]

Pixies. They don't like being called fairies. It's a politics thing.

[uncurse]

My mistake.

[ it's said dryly like she don't give a fuck. because she doesn't. ]

And Tinkerbell? She's one of them, right?

[unhand]

Oh, yeah. We've something of an alliance, her and me. Not someone you want to cross.

[uncurse]

[ emma is obviously not taking this warning seriously. ]

Yeah, I hear she's a real hair-puller.

[unhand]

[He looks up at her, dead serious.]

Heard about her scalp collection, have you?

[uncurse]

Her what?

[ her expression slackens in shock and horror and her pizza drops back to the plate. ]

[unhand]

She's something of a loose canon, even among the pixies.

[uncurse]

Little girls worship a maniac with a scalp collection?

[unhand]

[He shrugs.] Can think of worse role models.

[uncurse]

You've got something of a bias.

[unhand]

She never backs down from a challenge. I can admire that. Even in homicidal pixies.

[uncurse]

I can't help wondering if she defines challenge the same way you do.

[unhand]

What, do you define it differently?

[uncurse]

Your definition toes a line dangerously close to harassment.

[unhand]

[Hook looks about as innocent as a one handed pirate dripping with stolen jewelry can look.]

Do you want my stories or not?