open ♔ may castle socialization

[wynn]

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans.
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, etc!
WHEN || Any time during  May [back and forward dated]
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 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

OTA

[watcherjunior]

[ When she first heard about desk duty, it's something she wants to take seriously, that eagerness to please bubbling to the surface. Dawn was determined to not hang up on people, to maybe keep to those vague answers and just discourage them from calling back. That first shift with the phone? Oh, so not good at all.

By the time her turn comes around again, she's watched some of the others, and has a better handle on this. The phone rings, and she picks it up without even looking (dex 17+1), cradling it between her ear and shoulder. The voice she uses to answer is soft, lilting, and British. ]

Karthur Institute, Wendy speaking. [ She's only half-listening, responding in non-committal tones. ] Splendid. I'll be more than happy to transfer you... [ And the receiver goes right back on the cradle. Whoops. ]

[graveflowers]

[There is a creeping vine following Violet. No. Really. There is a vine following Violet and she keeps smacking it away like, seriously, stop trying to creep up her shorts that is hella inappropriate.

Gosh, you give a plant a little helping hand and suddenly it wants to be your (boy)friend.

Vi stomps over to the desk and waits for Dawn to hang up, slapping at the vine now sneaking around her waist. She is thoroughly displeased.]

Do you have any scissors? [The vine stills slightly like it's concerned.]

[watcherjunior]

[ She puts her finger on the last work she reads in the book, marking her place when she hears Violet's voice. ]

Scissors? Yeah, this desk is, like, filled with office supplies unless someone has.. been... [ She starts to trail off as she looks up, seeing the vine hovering behind the other woman. ]

There's, uh. Uh uh. [ She shakes her head once. Wow, get it together. ] How is that vine following you?

[graveflowers]

[Vi frowns, smacking the vine again. It's really getting out of hand now.]

Yeah, um, I gave him a bit of a friendly helping hand to get him up the trellis and now it's being a bit of a bastard so I'm going to have to resort to unfriendly measures.

[The vine shudders again, as if catching on to what she means, and Vi leans against the desk, lowering her voice.] I think I gave it too much juice and it'll wear off soon, but it's really grossing me out, so can you just help me threaten it with leafy castration til it leaves me alone and then goes back to it's damn trellis?

[watcherjunior]

Of course. Right. [ Once the shock of seeing the vine wore off, it all feels pretty... normal. Why not, she remembers vampires and demons, why not magical vines that keep trying to be a bit too friendly. She nods, reaching into the nearest drawer for a pair of scissors. The ones she finds are large and look sharp. Jackpot.

She stands up, eying the vine as she holds out the scissors. ] Hey. Hey, you. Knock it off, or I'm gonna cut you back so hard, you're gonna wish you were a seedling again.

[ Is she really trying to intimidate a plant? Yup. (intimidate 17) ]

[graveflowers]

[YOU ARE A GOOD FRIEND, DAWN.

Eventually, Vi will explain her boost was really some magical plant tending and her own ADHD gone wild, but for now she flashes Dawn a grin and turns to the plant with a stern expression. (Intimidate 19) Between the two of them the plant cowers and then slinks off with it's dismal will saves of... 5 and a crit fail. Once it rounds the corner, Violet slumps against the desk.]

So, if we could never mention this happened to anyone else that would be super because that sure was accidental animation of an inanimate object. [She turns a little to glance at Dawn.] You are pretty good with scissors.

[watcherjunior]

[ THIS IS WHAT BROS DO FOR EACH OTHER. If Dawn had a vine or something else following her, she would hope Vi would do something similar. She sets the scissors down as the vine cowers and disappears. ]

Your secret is safe with me. Scout's honor. [ And then she butchers both the Boy Scout salute and the Girl Scout salute. ] Thanks. Another 'hidden' talent, I think.

[graveflowers]

That's the one good thing about amnesia -- you find out all these awesome things you didn't know about yourself. Like, it turns out I can lick my own elbow. Was not aware of that fact.

So maybe, before you got here, you were Dawn the Destroyer of Difficult... I can't actually think of a word for plant that starts with a D. [She shrugs, what the fuck ever really. It is the thought that counts right about now.]

[watcherjunior]

No way! Like, no one can lick their own elbow. It's supposed to be physically impossible.

I'm sure there's some weird Latin word for plant that starts with a D that I haven't learned yet. Any -- [ And the phone rings. Dawn pauses to lift the receiver, hold it up to three seconds, and hang it up. ] Anywho. Aside from plant troubles, what's up?

[graveflowers]

[Making a face that roughly translates to 'oh watch me', Violet threads her fingers together and stretches her arms above her head. She gives her neck a quick circle of a stretch as her arms lower. Then she grabs her elbow with her opposite hand and shifts her shoulders slightly. The next second she is very goofily licking her own elbow. Yeah, turns out that her shoulder occasionally popping in an out of socket is pretty handy for a party trick. (Dex 20 total.)]

Boom.

Also, you know Latin? [She is intrigued -- not enough to mention it before her display of flexibility, but still intrigued.]

[watcherjunior]

I stand totally corrected. And I think my shoulders hurt just watching you.

[ She nods, shifting to sit on the edge of the desk. ]

Yeah, it's one of the languages I'm fluent in.

[graveflowers]

Oh my gosh, me too! We can be weird dead language speaking nerds together! Except... I'm a little bit of a moron so I don't think I meet nerd requirements.

[Letting go of her arm, it swings down and she grabs the hem of her tank top to wipe her elbow.]

[watcherjunior]

You're not a moron. [ Her tone is chiding. You're cool, Vi, morons aren't cool. ] Pretty much all the languages I know aside from English are dead languages.

[graveflowers]

[She shrugs, not willing to debate her smarts.]

I just know English and Latin. I could probably sort out romance languages, but I'm not the best at school.

[watcherjunior]

You don't have to be! I taught myself the languages I know.

[graveflowers]

[She doesn't look convinced but... benefit of the doubt, she'll give it to epic scissor weilding Sir Dawn.]

Maybe.

[watcherjunior]

How about this? We pick a language and learn it together. We're in Europe, there's plenty of languages that would be useful.

[graveflowers]

[Most dubious of faces. Maybe they can just learn orally, like that Rosetta Stone stuff.]

Well. Okay. But fair warning I am prone to quitting out of frustration. Pretty much sums up college for me right there.

[watcherjunior]

[ Dawn is the best teacher and study buddy, Vi. ]

I'm also fairly stubborn and could likely drag you along kicking and screaming.

[graveflowers]

I am really fast... bring it on, Dawn. [Wait what did she just talk herself into this because she can't back down from a dare/challenge?

Damn it.]

[watcherjunior]

Yeah, well... [ Dammit. Come on, think. ] I'm uber smart and could probably devise some kind of trap or snare. [ Pause. ] Why do I think this is gonna end with one of us dangling from a tree?

[graveflowers]

[She giggles brightly.] Because that would be hysterical.