knightsoflegend | TV Room ♔Just stay in all night and dance in the neon light

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TV Room ♔Just stay in all night and dance in the neon light

WHO|| Alec and anyone who wants to join him
WHAT || Getting to know the castle, and avoiding his room
WHERE || The TV Room
WHEN || May 5th, 2013, From 9:00PM onward
HOW || Prose OR Actionspam

Although Alec isn't actually interested in watching anything on TV, he couldn't get any rest in the large and empty room waiting for him back along the hall of Squire rooms, so he ventured out to explore more of the castle, this time ending up in the TV room. Currently he is slumped back on the couch looking a bit uncomfortable, really. A giant bowl of popcorn on the cushion next to him, and his feet propped up on a table. He is flicking through channels far too quickly to actually be able to tell what is on any of them. It's more an attempt to kill time than anything else. Five days and he is already getting a bit stir crazy. Not that he can't just go out but that isn't really what is under his skin. Either way, he rests his head on his arm and keeps flicking through channels, his knee shaking up and down with excess energy.

He should probably work some of this energy buildup off, and soon before it gets out of hand and he goes wild in the halls of the castle. But the training room isn't really his first choice, and the other options available to him would probably cause some trouble.

Maybe he'll go for a run in the morning.

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The castle is huge and still so unfamiliar. Dawn keeps hoping that something will trigger a memory, a cascade of memories. She doesn't remember much of who she was before crossing through the Veil -- she could have been this completely horrible, awful person. Or she could have been a saint. Either way, not knowing is frustrating enough to make resting uneasy. There's books enough here, and she feels a certain fondness for them when she runs her fingers over the spines lining the shelves in the library.

There's light and sound from the TV room when she leaves the library. Well, rushed, scattered bits of sound, like a record skipping. She pokes her head in, greeting by the scent of fresh popcorn and Alec looking relaxed there. Her eyes glance at the tv screen as it flickers, moving from channel to channel to channel before anything really registered.

"Are you testing the remote for quality or is there really nothing good on?"

Alec jumps a bit in his chair. He had lulled his brain into an almost trance with the rapid flicker-switch of channel jumping and his normally keen listening skills did nothing for him as the movement causes a few popcorn kernels to spill out onto the couch.

He dropped his head back and offered her a grin, giving half a wave with the remote as the channel stops on the weather channel.

"I have no idea. I don't actually watch tele much, to be honest."

He lifts the bowl up, settling it on the table and dropping his feet down.

"You're welcome to come and have a go at finding something."

She flinches when he jumps. She's not intended to startle him, maybe she moved a bit more quietly than she thought. But he smiles, so obviously no harm taken from it. Alec moves the popcorn bowl to the table, making more room for her on the couch. There's a spring in Dawn's step as she enters the room fully, tucking her legs under her as she sits on the vacated cushion.

The book she's taken from the library joins the popcorn on the table as she takes the remote. "Don't mind if I do." She studies the remote a moment, looking over the different buttons. Rather than flip the channels, she finds a guide button, putting the TV guide on the screen. From there, she starts flipping through the listings. TV doesn't seem to be much better here on this side of the ocean.

"So, are you from here, or did you come, you know. Through the Veil?" She can't help the affected tone she gives the last bit. It just sounds so cheesy.

Oh. That topic. He should have known it would come up sooner or later. Well. The Knights weren't like the world out there with the prejudice, at least they didn't seem to be with so many people who had come through the veil.

"Well, yeah, I guess. I mean I don't really remember it much, but popular opinion is I came from there. It was a long time ago."

He did know pretty solidly he had come through the veil, but he spent so much of his life, until recently, ignoring that little fact as much as possible.

"I'm not from around here, though. I was sort of just passing through, you know? Next thing I know, hello Knights."

He grabbed a handful of popcorn and turned his eyes to the TV a little forcibly.

When you're deposited into one world from your home, with very little memory of it, especially so recently, it often becomes your favorite question to ask. At least, it has for Dawn. She doesn't see it as a source of awkwardness or discomfort. Those who cross through the Veil and end up here seem to have little choice in it. And much less choice in losing what they had. In short, she doesn't ask to irritate people; she's simply looking for a connection.

She nods as he speaks, her eyes on him. When he looks back to the TV, she stops to examine the remote, looking at it but not really. It's an awkward gesture as she fidgets with it and she inadvertently selects something random from the guide. She looks up as the sound changes, to see what it is. Some movie. It isn't something from Skinemax, so she'll leave it there for a moment.

"Yeah, I... I wasn't even anywhere near here. Middle of nowhere in Texas, just, like, barely a speck on the map." She pauses, tossing a few pieces of popcorn in her mouth. "Well, there's where I landed anyway. The woman who had taken me in, she brought me with her to this thing in one of the bigger cities. Then, Knights."

"Texas, really?"

He smiles a little at that, the touch of a grin as he glances over at her. Americans. The poor girl. His only real encounters with them were tourists.

He gives the movie on the tv a passing glance and settles himself more comfortably in the couch cushions, eying her book briefly.

At least she isn't pressing him with veil questions.

"They seem to have a way of doing that. Flipping a switch on life. It sure isn't a gradual process. Least, it wasn't for me."

She nods in answer to his question, grabbing a handful of popcorn. "Texas. But I'm pretty sure that's not really where I'm from, either?" If only she'd ended up here with some sort of ID or anything. But most people, her included, assume she's American from her accent and patterns.

After another hand of popcorn, she's wishing she brought something to drink in here with her. There's a passing thought to get up and get something, but she's gotten comfortable. The Knights definitely didn't spare any expense when it came to the creature comforts, it seems.

"No, uh. Subtle isn't the forte here, clearly."

"Fairly new through it, then?"

He wasn't going to talk about the veil. He really wasn't. But there he goes anyway.

"Extravagent and over-the-top seem more the verbs for this place."

He laughs and glances at the tv briefly before looking back over to her, shifting to draw his legs up onto the couch.

"Still. It seems like a good deal so far. We'll see how that feels when we're risking our necks with these people."

Oh. Is his charmingly chivalrous mask slipping a little? Possibly. He's less inclined to put up fronts out of the formal setting.

"About a month or so, yeah. Made a scene in a local store." Which really wasn't the half of it. She had a full-blown panic attack of sorts, destroying a few displays. It wasn't her best moment. At least, she's pretty sure it wasn't.

She snickers, nodding at his description of the castle. Definitely over-the-top. Melissa's house was much more comfortable. Cozy, pretty much, enough room for her and the older woman and her cats. And tons of books.

"They'll be risking their necks with us. I mean, there's a reason they asked us, right?" Dawn's more hopeful, more optimistic. Being here almost feels right in the scheme of things. In line with what she could remember of her old life.

It far from feels right to Alec. What it does feel is a good deal more stable than anything he has known in a while. And it feels like a place he might stand a chance at lasting before the proverbial pitch forks come out. Assuming he can keep his head.

He laughs with her snicker and tosses a piece of popcorn at her, a smirk on his lips.

"Yeah, I'm sure they have their reasons. Or they at least think they do. Too late for them to reconsider now."

It technically isn't but he isn't about to go down that route of thinking.

"Did you flash the clerk?"

It's a light, teasing tone. He doubts that is what happened but it's an amusing image.

She tries to catch the popcorn, and fails miserably. It bounces off her cheek and then down to the couch. Not wanting to be wasteful, she picks it up and eats it, pausing to wipe any popcorn residue (butter, salt, whatever) from her face.

"Definitely too late. Seeing as how they gave us rooms and armor and made us say an oath and everything." An oath that she would uphold, and do so seriously. It falls in line with what she remembers doing in her past.

At his remark, she rolls her eyes, still smiling. "Oh yeah, cause my chest is totally going to cause a stir." It's her turn to throw popcorn at him.

"No, I, uh." She shrugs, taking a breath. "I just kinda freaked when I realized I couldn't remember anything."

"That seems perfectly reasonable to me. I can't imagine it's exactly a good feeling to realize you've lost important memories. Or ...well. Potentially important ones."

He doesn't laugh at the miss but he does offer her the bowl again with a smile and a shrug.

"And as for you and flashing, well, speaking for the male half of the human race, flashing on any level still causes a stir."

"No, trust me, it's--" She trails off, realizing that she's still talking about her breasts. Talking about her breasts with a guy she doesn't really know all that well. It's more than just a little awkward. She half-shrugs, reaching into the bowl for a handful of popcorn. "It would be a non-event."

The way she shovels that handful of popcorn in her mouth is a subtle hint that that's all she has to say about that subject.

"It wasn't so bad, afterward. A little bit of time at a hospital while they made sure that, I don't know, I wasn't carrying any strange, otherworldly diseases or something."

In spite of having the attention span of a goldfish and getting bored with exceptional ease, Kyla is actually surprisingly all right with having a lot of down time on her hands. It might just be because she is far from done enjoying the rather luxurious environment that all of a sudden has become her home.

If she's ever lived in a place like this before, she can't remember it so this is quite an experience and she intends to enjoy ever availabe facet of it since good things never last and this is bound to come to an end as well. She's all right with that, it's just the way of the world, but she's going to get maximum enjoyment out of the situation while it lasts.

She'd sought out the TV-room in a vague sort of quest for company, and when she sees Alec her face splits in a wide grin. She quite likes him, and he definitely counts as company. Good company, even. Besides, he's got snacks.

She wanders over to the couch he's sitting on, picking up the popcorn bowl to replace it with herself and swing her shapely legs up to place them over Alec's lap with zero regard for personal space as she leans her back against the armrest and places the popcorn bowl in her own lap.

"Evenin'"

Alec returns the grin, looking unphased by the sudden appearance of a pair of very attractive legs across his lap. He even stops the rampant channel changing, though he doesn't pay much attention to where it comes to a stop.

"Well good evenin to you as well."

He reaches over to grab a few bites of popcorn and watches her with slightly raised brows before shifting back more comfortably against the couch.

"I was beginning to think it would be just another boring night. What have you been getting up to?"

Don't mind the arm draped over your knee Kyla. What is personal space, anyhow?

She doesn't mind the arm even a little bit, not to worry.

Before answering she tosses a popcorn up in the air, and thanks to a dex roll of 12 she manages to catch it in her mouth and no chocking happens.

"A bit of this and that, and a whole lot of nothing. What about your stunning self?"

Congrats, Kyla. Alec just watches her amused and takes another handful, tossing one in her direction with a broad grin.

"Looking for secret passages and stalking dark corridors like a shadow creeper. Have you seen how many channels this TV gets?"

He eats his popcorn and pretends the TV interests him at all.

Oh no, dex roll 1! Alec's expert aim hits exactly the wrong spot and the piece of popcorn lodges itself solidly in Kyla's throat. It would be funny if it wasn't for the fact that she is now choking to death on a piece of fluffy corn.

Not that she usually cares much about dignity but that is just not the way she wants to go.

Help a girl out, Alec?

"Fuck, Kyla. What-"

Oops. Well that went horribly awry. She is lucky he has a spot check of 15. Any less and he might not have noticed right off the bat what the problem was.

He pulls her up off the couch, arms wrapping around her to give her a rough jolt of a squeeze. Don't choke to death on him, okay, Kyla? There are only so many people he has made friends with just yet and it would be a shame to lose one with such perfect breasts to a piece of popcorn.

He jokes with a forced grin as he squeezed again.

"I know the popcorn is good but it isn't to die for, alright? Now spit it out."

The first attempt at dislodging the piece of popcorn doesn't appear to do much good, and the second one only manages to move it a little bit (based on a couple of constitution rolls resulting in a 6 and 7).

That little bit is however enough for Kyla to attempt coughing it out, and somehow miraculously (rolled an 18!) the damn thing flies out of her mouth.

At first she's a little stunned, dragging in a couple of ragged breaths as she stares at that damn piece of popcorn for a few long moments...

And then she starts to laugh. She doesn't remember a lot of her past life but she's fairly certain that she's been through rather a lot, and to think that she might have gotten through all that just to get killed by a snack... well, what can you do but laugh?

So she does, loud and free as she leans back against Alec, in no hurry to leave those nice and strong arms of his.

"Okay, I am banning popcorn from the list of snacks for our future hang outs."

He laughs with her, regardless of the chaos of the past few moments, keeping his arms around her and shaking his head. Seriously? Death by popcorn should not even be a possibility.

It's too ridiculous.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, you did an excellent job saving the fair maiden."

She turns around so that she's facing him instead and wraps her arms loosely around his neck with a grin.

"Otherwise I would've had to haunt you for the rest of your days, I think."

Since it would have been kind of a little bit his fault that she died. He did throw the lethal popcorn after all.

"Glad to hear it."

He rubs her back, but he grins back, considering stealing a kiss from said fair maiden.

"I really don't think you would have enjoyed haunting me for the rest of my life. We could have taken a road trip though. Find you someone more fun to haunt."

He drops his arms but not his grin.

"Get you a ghost boyfriend."

She wrinkles her nose a little at the word 'boyfriend'.

"Hush, didn't your mother teach you not to use bad words?"

An attempt to steal a kiss would probably go over very well, though it would be more like a fair exchange since she would steal one right back in turn.

"Curse word status duly noted."

Alec couldn't help but laugh at her reaction to the comment. The crinkle to her nose was adorable. He leaned in once he was certain she wasn't going to start choking again and stole a small kiss, pulling away to fall back against the couch once more.

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