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

[ambitionist]

Maybe I wanted to see if you'd bullshit some more.

[bittersweeter]

Maybe I just don't like the idea of normal because I can never live up to it. [ that is the opposite of bullshit. ]

[ambitionist]

Normal's like the American Dream: it's been dead for years, but people are still trying to hype it like nothing's happened.

[bittersweeter]

Don't you ever want to be normal?

[ambitionist]

Used to.

[bittersweeter]

And you... grew out of it? [ this is slightly similar to their earlier conversation about whether they wanted to go back to the family life, but it's a little different. because lila doesn't want to be normal, per se, but she wants to be able to do normal things. like sleep. and date her boyfriend. and have thanksgiving dinner. ]

[ambitionist]

Basically. I realized it was something that wasn't ever gonna happen for me, so, yeah, I guess. I grew out of it.

[bittersweeter]

I still want it, is that dumb?

[ambitionist]

[his heart breaks for her a little because he sure knows how that feels. even if he's ... dead inside now.] ... No. No, it's not.

[bittersweeter]

[ she thinks it probably is and she looks down at her lap as her will save crumbles. but at least she changes the subject as she feels the pressure in her chest that signals her anxiety, pulling her hand from alex's to fish around in her pocket to pull out her bag of pills. ] When I was a cat, Barron kept me in a cage. That's why I'm claustrophobic.

[ambitionist]

Then why did you — you don't have to try and be a badass or something to impress me, okay? You could've just said that before, and I wouldn't have cared. We could've done something else.

[bittersweeter]

I'm not trying to impress you. [ she scoffs softly as she carefully selects a handful of pills. ] I take an eight hour flight twice a month. I'm trying to get used to it. You're just lucky I haven't thrown up on anyone since my first flight to Chicago. [ ahh memories. she pops the pills in her mouth and swallows them all dry. freak of nature. ] Every time I don't do something because I get anxious, it feels like letting them win.

[ and she is that gd stubborn. ]

[ambitionist]

[that's how alex always takes his pills, so he just ... feels more solidarity with her now tbh.] I think you've been doing pretty well. While I've been with you, anyway.

[bittersweeter]

I told you I'm a good liar, didn't I? [ she manages a smile as she tucks the pills away again. she's grateful for the validation that she's doing okay. ]

[ambitionist]

Your poker face is still shit. [it's just teasing more than anything.]

[bittersweeter]

Guess I should stay away from Vegas then, huh?

[ambitionist]

It's for the best.

[bittersweeter]

Probably. Alex? [ run away. she only starts with a first name question when she wants something. ]

[ambitionist]

Yeah? [he hasn't been trained enough to know this yet. fuck.]

[bittersweeter]

If I needed... your friend. Would you let me call her?

[ambitionist]

[he purses his lips and looks extremely put upon, but ... at least it's not flat-out no again.] Why?

[bittersweeter]

There's a woman at the castle with a love curse no one has been able to figure out how to break. And even if we can break it... she's going to remember all the dumb, awful shit she did. I don't get to live without those memories, but she shouldn't have to live with them. Wynn... said we can't change her memory. But just in case, if that's her choice... I still need to know its possible. [ her shoes are very interesting. she's going to focus on them. super cute. ]

[ambitionist]

Of course it's possible. There's no one at the castle that can do that? Or are you asking for Rebecca because it's a going behind Wynn's back thing.

[bittersweeter]

Both. [ it's honesty hour. ] I don't trust magic. I get what you guys do, it makes sense to me and I know how it works. Magic fucked her, why would I trust magic to fix her? [ science > magic tbh. ]

[ambitionist]

If it ever comes to that, ask around the castle first. There are psions there too, I bet you could find somebody. If not, then ... and only then ... maybe. Maybe I'll ask her.