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

[sirstickuphisass]

[ he reaches up a hand as if to say YOU PUT ME HERE, YOU HELP ME UP X( ]

[attollores]

[Alainn rolls her eyes at him, knowing he was going to use her help to try and attack, yet against her better judgement she reaches down to offer a hand anyway.]

Up ye go [And she gives him a good yank].

[sirstickuphisass]

[ wow eric don't play that way ok. he gets up and... winces like a girl ] I think I pulled something...

[attollores]

[ A look of concern crosses Alainn's features (which would probably drive Eric nuts since she was just out for his blood, but whatever, Alainn plays by her own rules). She keeps a hand on his arm for support, her mouth twisting up into a grimace.]

Your back?

[sirstickuphisass]

[ he groans, looking indeed annoyed at the sympathy, trying to straighten up, but making it worse. ] No. [ yes. ]

[attollores]

[She rolls her eyes at his bitchiness, hands gentle as her arm slips around him for something to lean against to relieve the pain in his back.]

C'mon Erick, we can't have you limping around being useless. Let's go see Sir Solace.

[sirstickuphisass]

[ groaaaaaaaaaaaan ] You tell anyone about this and so help me...

[attollores]

Oh Eric, do you really think I would want to shatter people's delusions about our mutual enmity? [She starts them on their way to the Cleric's Wing, trying her hardest not to chuckle as her own set of bruises begins to set in.]

[sirstickuphisass]

I meant about -- [ GETTING INJURED LIKE A BITCH? ]

[attollores]

Oh, I know what you meant. Now quit griping and keep limping.

[sirstickuphisass]

Yeah, yeah... [ and off they go~! to fix more eric's... bitch injury ]