open ♔ august castle socialization

[wynn]

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans.
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, etc!
WHEN || Any time during August [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.  Because not everyone is into parties, ok.  

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

[reallywicked]

Spending years reading old books to cast one spell is boring. [She corrects, eyebrow raised.]

See this? [She gestures to the horns and symbol he's drawn.] That's okay. But magic isn't in books. [At least not hers, not exactly.] It's just... there. It's instinct.

[thesleeper]

[Phineas shrugs.]

Inherent magical powers... seem nice, but how do you empower them? And what if they just stop some day? Seems too fickle, for my liking.

[reallywicked]

What if someone takes all your precious books away? Nothing's a sure thing.

[thesleeper]

[He thinks for a moment, tilts his head acquiescingly, and nods.]

Suppose there's something to that. [Then he grins mischievously.] Well... if you're not interested in any of that... [He pushes aside a pile of books, and sets down on his bed.] Ever been with a guy with horns?

[He switches gears fast.]

[reallywicked]

[Oh honey, no...]

Really? [She shakes her head, laughing at him.] God, you're a loser. [Teenage insults for ya.] I mean maybe the fire thing back at the bar was cool. And the stuff with the horns? Yeah, I mean it's kinda hot, but I only came here because I thought you could show me something impressive- not your dump of a room and a bunch of old books.

[thesleeper]

[He gets comfortable, clearly expecting her reaction. He leans back, opens his mouth, and little wisps of flame dance around, before he breathes a large line of fire, blasting the door open, mostly incinerating it.]

Later, then. [He winks, grabs up a nearby book, and starts scribbling away.]

[reallywicked]

[Faye raises her eyebrows, clearly already more intrigued than she was with 99% of the rest of their conversation. But she's not really changing her mind. She gives a little wave and a smirk before heading out to leave him to his ~studies~]