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]

Who is this Eric guy, anyway?

[bittersweeter]

My stupid mentor. [She rolls her eyes like ugh gross stupid face.]

[reallywicked]

What's wrong with him? [Faye has no doubt that the guy sucks. She sides with Lila just on principle.]

[bittersweeter]

He's just such a... [She waves a french fry around, struggling to come up with the correct word to describe Sir Eric Carpenter.] Douche. [Her nose wrinkles.] He is the definition of straight-laced, it's gross. He's my "rule book".

[reallywicked]

How irritating. [Faye's disgusted face basically sums up her feelings on that matter.] At least Nessa doesn't seem as concerned with how things should be done. Hardly makes up for the fact that she's trying to kill two birds with one stone to give joint lessons with her other squire.

[bittersweeter]

Oooh, the plot thickens. Do tell me about this other squire.

[reallywicked]

Diana Meade. [It may as well be an insult for the way Faye says it.] There's just... something about her that makes me just want to- [She cuts herself off, but man that look in her eyes is pretty clear.]

Goody two shoes little brat.

[bittersweeter]

Ooh, yeah I met her. Psychotically chipper. She's one of those people that find the good in everything, isn't she? [Gross.]

[reallywicked]

Exactly. [Bless you, Lila for understanding how terrible this is.] If Nessa thinks I'm going to learn anything from the princess of purity, she's got another thing coming.

[bittersweeter]

That's so weird. What can she even do that you can learn from? [She can understand Faye learning from Gold, but some teenager? That's weird. And Lila is a teenager who is knows the full scope of her powers, so Lila finding that weird is telling.]

[reallywicked]

How am I supposed to know? I may have to petition Wynn for an official mentor switch. Gold is way more useful. Nessa can just keep herself busy with goody two shoes or something.

[bittersweeter]

Yeah, Sydney said something along those lines too. [Not that Lila would, she actually appreciates Eric's bitchiness in her life, loser, but it's nice to know.] You should go for it. And at least if Wynn says no, you'll still have backhanded her dignity a little.

[reallywicked]

Yeah, but what if she refuses to promote me? [It's almost like Faye cares about being a knight. Almost.]

[bittersweeter]

[Shrug, she's so helpful.] Then you're fucked.

[reallywicked]

[Faye huffs but... Lil'a right. Damn it.]

I guess I'll have to come up with a plan B then.

[bittersweeter]

You know, I don't think she can actually stop you. Especially if you have Gold on your side. [She shoves the last fry in her mouth and crumbles up the paper wrapper into a ball, tossing it into a nearby trash with surprising ease. (Dex 16) She played sports once upon a time.] I mean, you get reports from your missions, if you keep getting good ones and she still does shit, Wynn is bound to notice. [She, at least, is 100% sure Eric won't hold her back from graduating as it were.] So just get good... I don't know, good grades or whatever and to hell with what she says. Prove you're well rounded and she'll have no choice but to promote you.

[See. She does listen to Eric.]

[reallywicked]

[The problem with this is that Faye hasn't exactly been super helpful on her missions... She just shrugs.]

Whatever. Like I even care. [Bluff 17]

[bittersweeter]

[She shrugs, but whether or not it's because she believes Faye (sense motive 20 total says she doesn't) or because she just doesn't give a fuck is up in the air.]

It's gonna be lame if miss goody two shoes gets knighted before you do...

[reallywicked]

[Well... now she finally has motivation to get promoted. Nice one, Lila.

She gets more quiet and thoughtful, or maybe she's just bored. WHO KNOWS.

Lila probably knows.]

[bittersweeter]

You know, I think I figured it out anyway: do something they can't say no to. Something huge. [She shrugs as if all this is just idle chatter and she doesn't care. In a way she doesn't. She doesn't want to be a squire her whole life but Eric isn't going to promote her until he is good and ready so she's not apt to push.] Make yourself indispensable, you little firestarter, you.

[reallywicked]

Indispensable. [She says it almost thoughtfully.] Can't be that hard. I mean, look at some of the people they promoted before we even got here.

[Gross.]

[bittersweeter]

Seriously. [A beat.] Okay, we're going to make a gross pact right now, blood oath or some other teenage bullshit.

We get squired before Rose and Miss Squeaky Clean valentines for the whole class so no one gets left out or... [She can't think of anything worse than that. Wel, she can, but not for the purposes of this oath.] We donate our entire wardrobe to charity or some shit.

[reallywicked]

Tell me this means we can sabotage the both of them along the way? And I'm in.

[Who let these two get this close? It was a terrible idea.]

[bittersweeter]

[For what it is worth, Lila takes a second to realize that's probably a bad thing to endorse. And then she shrugs anyway. Which is a little worse than outright agreeing. LOOK BABY STEPS OKAY.]

Yeah, why not. It's not like I can't provoke Rose into a fight.

[reallywicked]

[Faye just smirks.]

Just try not to provoke her to fight me all the time. [And she ponders that a second longer.] But Diana maybe...