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

[twinfucker]

[Wow Alanna thanks for... spilling your life story all over Jaime. He doesn't know what a Scanra is or how well this... Alanna can fight, but her outburst feels oddly... familiar in ways he can't quite describe. He gives a twisted little smile that does nothing to agree with her point.

It doesn't help that he has no clue how he did or didn't earn his title. He's good with a sword and on a horse, he knows that much at least, but what struggles he did he face? What battles has he fought? He doesn't remember at all.]

I really couldn't care less what you do with your ankles.

[trebond]

And I couldn't care less where you poke your sword, but it won't be near me.

[ she is actively resisting the urge to go off and just ... school him by giving in and sparring with him but NO SHE IS WORKING HARD TO STICK WITH THE 2 GUD 4 U ATTITUDE not worth her time nope nope nope. it legitimately took a nat 20 will save for her to get there, though. ]

Enjoy your tree.

[twinfucker]

[Wow Alanna he wasn't all that interested in poking his sword in you. You don't share nearly enough of his genes. But he doesn't... much care anyway. He smirks at her because he's pretty good at not giving shits about anything, or at least deeply hiding the shits, and some wench prancing about claiming she's better with a sword without offering any proof or even appearing in armor or with a weapon doesn't much phase him.]

It probably won't break as easily, at least.

[trebond]

[ another successful will save later ... ]

And you're the first, of course, to assume women are fragile and only meant to be broken. How keen they must find you back in your land. But, you're not in your land anymore, so perhaps it's time you adapted to this one; that dragon's hide of yours isn't a boy's club, and I doubt your betters take kindly to insult when they've a sword in their hands.

[twinfucker]

[She'll fail her will save eventually........

Of course Jaime has seen plenty of women perfectly capable of fighting at this point. He has been with the knights for a while now. It just hasn't stopped surprising him yet. It still feels like an exception rather than the rule. And Alanna doesn't look like much. Besides, how can he resist taunting her when she reacts so amusingly?]

I've yet to see any proof that you can so much as hold a sword. Wench or no, I hardly would believe your boasts without seeing for myself. Or do the knights of your land never show their skill outside of battle?

[trebond]

[ nope this time it was a 17. ]

You might be under the impression that I have to prove anything to you, but I don't. Whether you believe me or not doesn't change a thing, seeing as we're living in the real world, not one of your imagining. And thank the Goddess for that.

[twinfucker]

[Wow Alanna that's impressive as fuck. Jaime is not moved by her enormous strength of will though, and shrugs. He's interested enough in seeing how she fights, but he's just gonna... keep assuming she can't actually fight until proven otherwise.]

Which goddess is it that you keep thanking?

[trebond]

The Great Mother Goddess. [ fucking duh. there's only one who's just the goddess, jaime, get your shit together. and actually i don't have to change that or talk to arden because there is a great mother goddess in this pantheon too though at one point i really should check how all alanna's hand of the goddess shit should function. ]

[twinfucker]

...the Mother? [Look, Jaime respects the Mother as much as any other god (not a lot) but that's a strange way to refer to her. Jaime doesn't care much about religion, really. It's probably why he's still not all that familiar with the non-Westeros pantheons.]

[trebond]

[ eyebrows arching, she remains silent, but her expression speaks volumes to how little she thinks of him for taking this long to catch on. obviously goes without saying. ]

[twinfucker]

[He shrugs.] Not the goddess I'd have guessed you prefer. You don't seem very... nurturing.

[trebond]

She's the Great Mother, everyone with half a wit knows to watch their tongue and respect her.

[twinfucker]

Your tongue is sharp enough for you to be a septa, at least, though I've never known one to have any interest in swordplay.

[trebond]

What part of knight is it that doesn't process for you, exactly? I earned my shield as much as any other long before I got here, and if you're so interested in my swordplay, perhaps you ought to see it for yourself.

[ which is to say will save 7 has turned her into a snapping ball of fiery redheaded fury which is almost comical with how tiny she is by comparison to him. like 10" difference. also that is the lowest alanna's will save can be without crit fail good job. ]

[twinfucker]

[SCORE ONE FOR JAIME. But he's not done taunting. He smirks at her, leaning forward.]

And here I thought I wasn't to poke my sword anywhere near you.

[trebond]

[ yeah she's not going to answer that, she'll just use her size to square her knees and launch herself up to try and catch him with a punch, but it's wide with her anger and she doesn't have the patience to disguise her intentions, making it all too possible to dodge (melee 19). ]

[twinfucker]

[He steps to the side, flicking his sword out with a flourish, though he doesn't try and attack her. He's simply toying with her.]

Oh, that convinced me, truly. I've met some squires you could defeat in combat.

[trebond]

[ when she comes at him again, this time turning and trying to catch him with a right hook, it barely misses (atk 20), close enough that he can feel her fist move past his face. ]

If we're comparing, it seems only right to mention that I've met pigs with better manners.