open ♔ may castle socialization

[wynn]

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans.
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, etc!
WHEN || Any time during May/June [ 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 these few months. 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. WE ARE BIG ON THREAD-JACKING HERE. 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.]

On this log:
Vi @ the desk
Klaus @ the desk
Maxwell @ the desk
Aurelius @ Dragon's Fire wing
Gar @ the library
Dovan @ 2nd floor pub
Mark @ castle grounds
Lila @ the firing range
Abigail @ library/grounds/kitchen/training rooms
Spike (Kyp) @ people's rooms
Mars @ the library
Sebastian @ front steps
Alaric @ Dragon's Hoard wing
Myri @ cleric's wing, etc.
Spike @ infirmary/kitchen/outside/etc
Elena @ her room
Buffy & Kyp (and Fred) | Closed
Jack @ the cleric's wing
Kyp @ the dungeon
Spike, Buffy, & Helen | Closed
Rose @ various
Lila & Hook | Closed
Han @ the firing range
Brantley & Andrew | Closed
Vi & Des @ the garden
Failboat @ pancake brunch | Closed
Faye @ the library
Alanna @ the firing range
Jaina's induction party
Alex & Abigail | Closed
The Doctor @ the castle grounds
Elena & Helen | Closed
Dumage & Damon | Closed
Lila, Sylar, & Helen | Closed
Damon @ the bar/various

Comments

[rationalizes]

[ she pales at the suggestion ] They've already been infiltrating the Island here and there for the past year, trying to find a way to breach his defenses. He's likely to be holding the Talisman at the castle - the ancient ancestral home of the Andres family whom he once served. He's taken it as his own residence now.

[nothingsodivine]

And when they figure out how... [He shrugs.] I'm not associated with the knights. Anyone would believe me if I said I was working on my own terms. If I screw up, it's on me and Wynn won't even have blood on his hands.

[He folds his arms behind the back of his head.] The worst that would happen is he changes the locks on the doors or moves the talisman, but that's a risk you'd take if you sent anyone from here in, plus the added bonus of them deciding to attack the knights directly, which they're already doing.

[Another shrug.] I'm volunteering.

[rationalizes]

[ her eyebrows lift slightly ] That's very... very brave of you, Des, but we couldn't - wouldn't - ask that of you. Even Wynn wouldn't. Dimitris doesn't have a roster of who is or is not a member of the Knighthood - you've spent enough time with us in public that he's likely to assume you are, no matter how much you might rightly deny it.

[nothingsodivine]

I was brought on this mission because I know the sort of things that happen when that talisman is involved and because I have a personal investment in the case. Wynn knows I have to see it through. So however this gets done, he'd better ask it of me. Somehow, someway, but there's no ending to this that doesn't involve me ending up on that island.

I wouldn't be that stupid unless I had no other choice. If Wynn trusts me enough to even give me a standing invite to this place, then he can trust that, too. It's not bravery, Gar. It's a loose end. I'm only here because of that fucking thing.

[rationalizes]

It might be why you came in the first place, but I don't quite believe it's the only reason you're still interested in this case. [ she says it gently and leaves it at that. ] But I'm certain you're right about Wynn, at least. He'll know best, either way.

[nothingsodivine]

It's all of a piece. [That's all he's gonna say about it, and he sinks a little further into his chair.]

I hope so. He should know by now what this means to me.

[rationalizes]

[ gar is brave enough to try slipping the book over onto the table beside her, so des can make another spot check ok. ] I'm certain he does. He clearly appreciates all you've done for us. We all do. I don't know that you hear that enough, especially with... how difficult things have been, at times.

I think we've all had difficult decisions to make.

[nothingsodivine]

[Nope. Still safe. (spot check 10)]

I don't care about anyone appreciating me, Gar, but it'e true. We have. And the sooner everyone learns that this isn't gonna be put away neatly with everyone's sense of moral decency intact, the better.

[rationalizes]

I didn't mean to make it sound like I think compromising what we stand for is the way to win. I just think it means we can't hold it against one another so heavily when... someone folds under the weight.

[nothingsodivine]

Trust me. You haven't seen me fold yet.

[That was just a little light scheming.]

[rationalizes]

I didn't mean to imply that we had. I'm-- sorry, I'm not quite as good at this as I wish I were. [ her mouth twists down ] Perhaps why my stint as team leader wasn't entirely what I'd hoped it would be.

[nothingsodivine]

[He chuckles darkly and runs his hands down his face.] You've got a team with completely different perceptions of what's right and what's wrong, all of them have their own baggage, some of them are gaining it faster than an airport lost and found, and no one remembers what we came here for, because every time we pull back the curtain, we get more dumped in our laps and someone else comes out of it with a new set of scars.

[He pauses.] And yet, they're all still here. I wouldn't lose faith just yet.

[rationalizes]

... When you say it that way, it almost doesn't sound quite so bad.

[nothingsodivine]

[Another chuckle, this one less dark.]

It could be a lot worse.

[rationalizes]

Well, don't go and jinx it.

[nothingsodivine]

[Just to be a dick, he reaches over and raps on whatever is close enough to him that happens to be wood. Are you happy, Gar?]

[rationalizes]

[ her lips purse together. BE SERIOUS, MR DESCANT, THIS IS SERIOUS BUSINESS ] You didn't strike me as the superstitious type.

[nothingsodivine]

Oh sure. Got a rabbit's foot in my pocket and everything.

[He runs a hand through his hair and pauses, as if suddenly remembering something... or possibly he just wants to change the subject without getting up and leaving the room. That seems like effort.] What were you reading?

[rationalizes]

[ she freezes. looks at the book. looks back at him. doesn't make a move for it, oh god. ] Er, nothing.

[nothingsodivine]

[/Good, the Bad, and the Ugly plays in the distance.

Des raises an eyebrow, stares at her for a second, and then... makes a mad dive for the book with a scary 28 dex check. holy shit. He just barely beats Gar for the book. NEVER GO UP AGAINST A GUY WITH A HIGH DEX SCORE, GAR.]

Oooh. Nothing's got a racy cover.

[He is that obnoxious big brother.]

[rationalizes]

[ no plz kill her plz ] They're... historically interesting.

[nothingsodivine]

[He flips through it, gets about twenty pages in and reads in the tone of someone who has a pretty damn good porn-reading voice (god i hope no one else is in this library):]

"He thrust deeper and deeper; she’d never had a man so deep inside her. Again, each lancing contact almost hurt. He spread her legs wider and locked them in place with his steel arms. He pounded her relentlessly, and she held on to his shoulders for dear life, feeling his muscles flex, his whole body intent on-"

[He squints at the book, flips back a few pages and shrugs.] Well, I feel informed.

[daredtobelieve]

[FROM UP ABOVE, there's muffled laughter.]

[trebond]

[ Alanna has grown up around a whole castle full of pubescent boys. If anyone expected maturity out of her, they were barking up the wrong tree. From beside the railing near Helen, she shouts; ]

Oi! Don't stop at the good bits. [ Her nose crinkles in amusement as she turns her attention towards Helen, chuckling. ]

[daredtobelieve]

Alanna! [Helen tries to scold her but god she's laughing in earnest now.]