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. ]

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[witchwoman]

I'm happy to help. [Thankfully, the work was small, so she doesn't feel too dizzy or weak. Still, she does have the urge to sit, so she makes herself comfortable and looks at the pot.]

So what is you're making? [Spike probably mentioned it but she was more concerned with the healing.]

[graveflowers]

[Violet doesn't feel like moving, so she doesn't. Although hand-washing is a thing she should do, still. ...In a minute.]

Hot sauce for Spike's blood. Because he thought the stuff in the bottle was good.

[She makes a face. He thought wrong, okay? Very wrong.]

[bigbad]

I didn't think it was good!

[He actually looks offended. He looks over at Myri, determined to defend himself.]

Just thought it would be more interesting than plain blood.

[witchwoman]

[Myri has experienced some foods with Spike but can't recall anything call hot sauce (knowledge 11), so she just steps closer and looks at them both curiously.]

What's it like? [A pause] The sauce. Not the blood.

[graveflowers]

Spicy? And, well, hot. It's made from these really hot peppers -- that burn, when you get them in your eyes.

[Okay. That's it. Sheepishly, she trudges over to the sink to wash her hands 57 times.]

[witchwoman]

[She peers in the pot.]

Can I try it?

[bigbad]

[Still stirring like a pro.]

Sure. Might wanna find something other than blood, though.

[witchwoman]

What goes with... hot sauce? [She's not savvy here people!]

[graveflowers]

Chicken, usually. I think. I put it on Mac and cheese. [And all her cooked vegetables, actually.]

[witchwoman]

[She looks between both of them.] Do you have a suggestion for a first time? [Look, Spike has done the food-introduction thing for her before. She trusts his judgment, and now Vi's by proxy.]

[bigbad]

[Spike glances at Vi and shrugs.]

Mac and cheese sounds good. Do we have any?

Maybe eggs. Those aren't hard.

[graveflowers]

Mmm, eggs is probably easiest.

[Wiping her hands off with a dish towel, she pokes around in the fridge and... comes out successful! With a carton of eggs.]

And we have eggs. The hot sauce is probably done, if you wanna turn down the burner.

[witchwoman]

[Meanwhile Myri will just find a stool or something and perch there.]

Have you been with the Knights long? [She's never seen the girl before but they've been gone off and on for... ever it seems.]

[graveflowers]

Uhhh. A few weeks? I squired in on the first.

[So basically she's a baby. A baby trying to find another pan for the eggs...]

[bigbad]

Maybe you can join the Dragon's Eggs sect. [His bluff check of 12 means he's got a decent straight face, but any close observation will notice the mischievous look in his eyes and the hint of a smirk. Fucking with the newbie, yep.

But he's not gonna fuck with the hot sauce. He turns the burner off and dips a finger in to taste it.]

[witchwoman]

[Myri hides a small smile and nudges Spike with her elbow, knowing better than to fall for that nonsense (sense motive 20). She likes him in good spirits, though.]

I've been in and out of the castle for weeks. I'm afraid I've lost track of what new faces are actually new. [She looks genuinely sorry for that because she is. She wants to get to know everyone okay.]

[graveflowers]

I'm used to randomly meeting people, though I think I was normally in your position, I haven't been new somewhere in a while. [Violet emerges from a cabinet triumphant, with a frying pan!]

A. Dragon's Eggs makes it sound like a nursery, B. Pretty sure I'm headed for the Hide. [She says, wielding a frying pan. Just saying. She's not trying to be intimidating though, it's just... good timing. (Intimidate 11)] Thats what Kat thinks, at least.

[bigbad]

[His will save of 14 means he's not very impressed. But he still grins.] Don't let her teach you to shoot.

[witchwoman]

Kat's a fine shot! [Will save of 21. Sry Vi, you are not that scary.

She will defend her Knight to the end. Only after a moment does she realize what Violet's comment might mean.] Are you her new Squire, then? [Her face brightens with a grin.]

[graveflowers]

[Ain't not thang. She saves her impressive shit for Luthir, lets be real. The frying pan gets set on the stove.]

Yeah, she's my knight, or however you say it.

[bigbad]

She's never shot any of her teammates, I'll admit. [COUGH COUGH RAFAEL AND MARK.] But fine's a bit of an exaggeration.

[witchwoman]

[Myri gives Spike a playful shove.] Don't you let her hear you say that. She'll turn your hair bright pink.

She was mine as well! I was her last Squire. I suppose that makes us sisters of sorts.

[graveflowers]

[Thats really dorky and makes her think of a sorority, which no, but Myri is so sweet and kind, Violet can't help grinning at her.] That'll be a change, I'm used to brothers.

[witchwoman]

[Shush. Myri doesn't even know what a sorority is. She just considers everyone in the Knights her family.]

I didn't have any siblings all. [As if on cue, an indignant flywacket saunters into the room. Myri's familiar is not the typical sort of cat or bird, but rather a mixture of both. While in the castle, Amaranth does not hide his large feathered wings, so have a giant black cat with purple eyes, wings, and talons strolling up to you, Violet. He blinks a few times, then looks at Myri and opens his mouth.]

Merawk! [Myri sighs and shakes her head.] You are as much my family as anyone can be, Amaranth. [She turns to Violet and Spike with an apologetic smile.] He gets jealous.

[graveflowers]

[Wow that is a handsome... Thingy. Violet grew up with monsters and a three headed poodle and an Augrey who used stuffed animals, she had seen some weird shit in her day. But Amaranth is not a monster and he is super awesome looking. Although Vi is still trying to figure out what he is.]

Why would he be jealous? Have you met you, dude? I'm blanking of what could be better.

[And she is like 110 billion percent serious. If Cerberus were here she would be the jealous one because her Momma is enthralled.]