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

[uncurse]

Oh, come on, this isn't - [ she indignation builds into disbelief in her expression and she rolls her eyes. ] Don't try to make this a jealousy thing. How many different ways do I have to say I'm not interested before it gets through to you? I just - I mean, yeah, it was rude, it was my room! My bed! But, not because -

[unhand]

Emma. Look at me. Have I made any moves towards you today? Asked you to do anything? [Having eye sex doesn't actually count.] I'm not asking if you're interested. I'm asking if there's a way I can make it up to you. [He steps forward but the heat and charm usually in his expression are gone, replaced by pretty pathetic desperation (diplomacy crit fail wow dice).] Want to swap rooms? Haven't shagged anyone there...

[uncurse]

[ wow hook u were rly onto something until that last remark too bad about the crit fail. ]

Ugh! [ the noise that comes out of her is unmistakably disgusted, and she raises a hand to shove him out of the way for it, but it's slow and there's really no way he doesn't see it coming (attack 14) as she tries to step around him. ] How about you leave me the hell alone? [ because she'll get a new room when she joins the dragon's fire. when gold finishes teaching her magic, when she's more than just some squire, and when she does get a room in that wing, hook won't be coming anywhere near it. that, she promises herself. ]

[unhand]

[Pretty lame punch, Emma. Hook rocks back a little, but doesn't quite get out of her way.]

Is that really what you want? [Because HE SURE DOESN'T. He likes her company, even if she's constantly cold to him.] We're working for the same people, Swan, and we're from the same world. [More or less.] Like it or not there's a connection.

[uncurse]

A lot of people work for Wynn, and I don't see you cozying up to Gold and his crocodile. [ she's just saying. ] How about instead of asking what I want - which I've said about ten times at this point - we talk about what you want. We hardly knew each other before coming here, it's not like that gives us some - some deep connection, it's coincidence. We weren't best friends from the same world, Hook, I mean that'd be one thing, but we were practically strangers. [ because she always talks to strangers about that time she was in love except oh wait it didn't come up before the beanstalk at all ... how odd. ]

[unhand]

Come on, Swan. We both know it's not that simple. [He steps in closer.] We understand each other, you and I. And you're right. This isn't about jealousy.

This is about fear. Stay angry at me, stay away from me, and you don't have to risk the possibility that I may start to care. Don't need risk having any feelings in return.

[Sense motive 19. He looks up, searching her face.] How'm I doing so far?

[uncurse]

Start to - [ hook that is basically a marriage proposal to emma and it's painfully obvious in her expression that it spooks her. ] Hey, whoa, no. I am not here for - for feelings, or any of that. I'm here to find my mother, and get my family back. The sooner the better.

[unhand]

That's your way of saying I'm right, then? [She can dress it up in whatever excuses she wants, it all boils down to she's avoiding feelings.]

[uncurse]

If you want to take a serious distorted view of reality, sure. I'm not - I'm not afraid, I just have higher priorities than romance.

[unhand]

You're actively avoiding it. That's a bit different from not prioritizing.

[uncurse]

Are you going to reach a point sometime soon? What difference does it make?

[unhand]

[He steps in closer, touching her face lightly with his knuckles (diplomacy 23).]

Take a chance with your heart, lass. You won't regret it.

[uncurse]

[ emma's stomach flutters, and she can't help but glance up into his eyes (will save 12). her throat goes dry and she swallows to try and remedy it, but finds the solution insufficient. ]

What makes you think it'd be with you? What the hell have you done to earn that? When you couldn't get your chance with me, you settled for a teenage girl who I'm willing to bet you haven't talked to since.

[unhand]

Didn't say it had to be with me. [Though that's his first choice.] But there are worse men you could choose.

[uncurse]

Yeah. [ believe her, she knows. she's dated plenty. ] Well, maybe I haven't met any that don't have me choosing between "worse" and "less worse."

[unhand]

[He shrugs. Less worse is about as good as he can do, person wise, and honestly, it's something of an exaggeration. He's Captain Hook. Not exactly known for being a good person. He's spent several lifetimes looking to kill a man he doesn't remember for a woman he doesn't remember. He still sort of wants to kill that man and he's not sure if that makes him better or worse than if he didn't. For all that he claims he's not the worst, he's not really able to think of many examples. He just knows that he's better than himself when he's with her, or he wants to be at least.]

Suppose it's hard to impress the girl who's father is Prince Charming.

[He drops his hand... and his eyes with a smirk that's not exactly calculated to woo her heart so much as other parts of her. If there's one thing he can depend on, it's his sex appeal.]

I'm a good deal better than less worse at some things...

[uncurse]

[ emma steps in, glancing up at him through dark eyes and resting a hand against his chest. ]

Then, maybe you could use those talents of yours - [ she shoves him aside, pressing him up against the wall (atk 22, dmg 2). ] - To get out of my way.

[ she gives him a snide smile that actually borders on the apologetic, and then she moves to step past him. ]

[unhand]

[THAT DAMAGE WAS TO HIS HEART or penis

He doesn't stop her, but he does call after her as she walks away.]

Emma. I mean it. Do yourself a favor and give your heart a chance.

[uncurse]

My heart doesn't need advice from a pirate.

[ she turns behind her to fix him with a baffled look that he's still trying, but she heads out anyway. as she turns away from him to leave the range, her expression shifts to one of mingled apprehension, conflict evident in her eyes. because maybe, just maybe, he's right. she's been too alone for too long to know how to do anything else, though. and she needs to find her mother first. ]