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. ]

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[thesleeper]

[Phineas sighs...][ You drive a hard bargain... [He looks around the place.] Alright, but wait here a moment, I'll be right back. [He stands up and starts towards the restrooms.]

[reallywicked]

O...kay? [Fay slumps back in her seat, because that was not what she was expecting. She folds her arms over her chest and waits... impatiently.]

[thesleeper]

[Phineas goes into the restroom, locks the door behind him, and sighs deeply.]
How did I get into this mess?

[He pulls a tiny book from his shirt, and removes a piece of chalk from a hollowed out section of pages, then kneels and starts drawing a seal on the ground.]
Who to call, though... What will impress her... She seems to like fire?

...

[Some time passes, and Phineas returns from the restroom. Curiously, on the way back he stops for a moment, to give a dwarf a coin. He keeps his left hand in his pocket as he approaches, then he smiles, raises his right hand, and snaps his fingers - and he is entirely wreathed in flame. This draws more than a few shocked expressions, and at least one patron throws their drink in an effort to douse him - making the fire only bigger - though it doesn't seem to burn the floors at all.]

Impressed? [He asks nonchalantly, as he sits down, snuffing the flames out.]

[reallywicked]

[Whatever Faye thought she was expecting? It wasn't that. She watches as the coin is passed and almost looks irritated, if not for the lingering effects of the man's charms. But the flush in her cheeks before is nothing compared to the way her eyes light up hen the dwarf is engulfed in flames. Normal teenage girls probably don't get turned on by arson.......

He hardly gets the words out before she pushes herself up, grabs a handful of his shirt, and pulls him towards her to kiss him roughly. She wasn't lying about the inspiration.]

[thesleeper]

[Phineas looks a little dumb-struck for a moment, before collecting himself;]
I'll take that as a yes.
[He grins, hoping he hasn't caused too much of a scene.]

[reallywicked]

That was amazing. [Set a guy on fire? Yeah, she's impressed.]

[thesleeper]

oh that? That was nothing. [He's just brimming with confidence now, lol.]

You play your cards right, maybe I can teach you... some day. [Winky face. Oh Phineas, you sly pedophile, you.]

[reallywicked]

[Faye is nearly purring with how much she likes the sound of that. Whoops you made a friend.]

It's not nice to tease. I can be a very attentive... student.

[thesleeper]

I don't doubt that at all... but teaching my art requires a certain level of trust... and we've only just met.

[He grins.] We'll just have to get more well acquainted with each other, I suppose.

[reallywicked]

Are you trying to say you don't trust me?

[That's probably a good plan, buddy. Still, she'll turn it into a new angle of flirting.]

[thesleeper]

Well... maybe not entirely.

But, this is a start.

[reallywicked]

[She leans back and seems satisfied with that answer.]

Well by all means- let me know what I can do to convince you.

[thesleeper]

I'm sure we will come up with something... [He just kind of lets that hang, with a 22 bluff to seem confident... The only thing Phineas is good at is lying. :( ]

People here seem... rather... receptive to magic. I'm not quite used to that.

[reallywicked]

[Her sense motive of 12 isn't even thinking about doubting him and his confidence. He set someone on fire okay. That masks all doubts from her mind.]

I'm guessing they weren't so fond of it where you were before? [Maybe they weren't where she was either, but she doesn't remember any of that.]

[thesleeper]

That... is a bit of an understatement. I don't remember every detail, though I'm quite certain a 'pitchfork-and-torch' mob was involved.

[No matter how good he is at lying, he looks noticeably distressed right now, as he instinctively looks back over his shoulder.]

[reallywicked]

[Both eyebrows go up. It's a shame she can't remember her past, seeing as she's descended from the Salem witches and would know all about such things. As it stands, she fascinated by the concept.]

So why not just burn them all to the ground?

[Whoops. That's not how seventeen year olds should talk, huh?]

[thesleeper]

[Phineas's eyes widen a bit at that... ]

Murdering people isn't really my style... Even if they are superstitious loons trying to kill me.

There's... subtler ways of dealing with them.

[reallywicked]

[Faye doesn't really do subtle.]

Such as..? [But at least she's open to the idea?]

[thesleeper]

Generally speaking, I try to keep a low profile... disguises, invisibility, illusions, and the like...

But, when all else fails... well. Then there's always fire, I suppose.
[He smiles a little resignedly. Phineas really would rather just avoid confrontations.]

[reallywicked]

Sounds like running and hiding to me. [So fickle, this one.]

[thesleeper]

Well... Superstitious fanatics are like all pests; If you see one, there's hundreds more laying about that you don't notice...

I'd rather not stir up a whole hive of them, if I can help it.

[reallywicked]

[Faye could use this lesson in caution. She sort of barrels in and assumes her intimidation and magic will take care of the rest. Taking what he's said, she can't deny that he might be right and just shrugs.]

So now you're here and no one's chasing you. So what now?

[thesleeper]

[Phineas glances over his shoulder again, scanning the room a little.]

I'm unconvinced that's the case... [He pats his books.] If my study of history has taught me anything, it's that superstition and ignorance [There's some venom behind his words... The whole witch-hunt thing lands a bit close to home with him.] are omnipresent, and utterly ignorant of cultural and physical barriers. The only advantage I've gained in this world, is they don't know about me yet. [He smirks, and throws her a wink.] We'll see how long I can keep the act up. [As he makes some fire dance along his fingertips... Probably not as long as you think, Phineas.]

[reallywicked]

[Faye watches the fire with mild amusement.]

You're the one with the power. And now you have money and a gun to back it up. I just don't understand why you'd hide what you are.

[thesleeper]

[That's a dangerously enticing line of reasoning ma'am.]

There... may be some merit to that. [He ponders a moment.] Wynn and the knights that dragged me in seemed accepting enough.

Old habits just die hard, I suppose. [He smiles and shrugs.]