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

[bittersweeter]

Being a braver soul than a ginger.

[pathology]

[there is just. a face. of so much hatred.]

Oh wow, I didn't realize they let middle schoolers into the knighthood.

[bittersweeter]

[Aww, join the club. Rose probably has dibs for president though... sorry.]

Wynn is a progressive guy. Pretty sure the Montessori School for Knights is next.

[She doesn't even care... she is eighteen now. Her adultness is secured.]

[pathology]

Right. Well, did you get the ginger-bashing out of your system? Can we move on with our lives now?

[nah she's not that offended. it could be worse. she moved to america when she was 12 so she was an awkward new kid in middle school, which we all know is the worst place to be those things.]

[bittersweeter]

You imply I think not having a soul is a bad thing. Or that I even believe in souls. I could be complimenting you hair.

[Which is actually really beautiful, but Lila is just being argumentative. As per usual.]

[pathology]

You weren't, but thank you anyway.

[bittersweeter]

You're welcome. [She stacks her books back up before nodding at Astrid's defacement.] You going for the Hoard?

[pathology]

Probably. I mean, I guess. I'm kind of a medic, so like to join the Light, but it's all touchy feely magic bullshit. Pass. [she sounds thoroughly unimpressed as she flips through the pages of the book she was defacing.]

[bittersweeter]

[Her interest is suddenly piqued. A smarty pants who is also a medic? aka someone who might be able to sort out something that can put Lila to sleep and not make her feel like she is in a drugged out daze for the rest of the day. She perches on the table. Sorry Astrid, you ain't getting rid of her now.]

What kind of medic?

[pathology]

[oh honey. good luck with that......] Not like, officially, but I know things. I mostly patch up my roomie, but I've done some back alley shit for shadowkind, too. It's more of a paramedic gig. It's awesome, though. Nothing like cutting a person open.

[bittersweeter]

[Dog with a bone.]

So you're basically a mob doc.

[pathology]

[shrugs like she just don't curr (because she doesn't)] Yeah, without the mob.

[bittersweeter]

Pity. [Annnd she scoops up her books.] Later, pretty nerd.

[pathology]

Aw, you called me pretty. [ annnnd she does one last eyeroll as lila goes away. MAKING FRIENDS LEFT AND RIGHT.]