open ♔ august castle socialization

[wynn]

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans.
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, etc!
WHEN || Any time in August
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:

Erica @ the front desk
Derek @ the front desk
Kate @ the front desk
Francesca & Stiles @ the training room
Lydia @ Dragon's Hoard wing
Felicity @ shooting range / training room / etc
Vi @ training room / kitchen
Cora @ outside
Abigail @ library / training room / Dragon's Light wing / etc.
Sam @ library / hallways 
Taradiddle @ stabbing herself
Han @ garage / firing range / etc.
Stiles @ lacrosse!
Henry @ castle grounds / library / etc 
Lydia, Stiles, Adam  | Closed
Stiles @ shuffleboard
Lila @ library / kitchen / london / london hq
Nathan @ around the castle
Thoster @ pirate lessons

Comments

[impetere]

[She misses the capital "S" on that Surly, and just assumes she means the adjective which ... isn't inaccurate either.]

Cora.

[She won't comment on whether or not she's surly.]

[graveflowers]

[ she's definitely surly, that is for damn sure. ] Vi. Only a part time lesbian, so you know, don't let my bitterness put you off the whole thing.

[impetere]

[Her eyebrows rise a bit at that as she takes another bite of her sandwich.]

How's that working out for you?

[Not that she really wants to know, but maybe soliciting it will feel less awkward than it being babbled at her.]

[graveflowers]

Not well. [ she pouts a little, but moves on. ] You're new, I take it? You look new and you're too young to have been here while I was gone, some I'm going with new.

[impetere]

[She nods a bit.]

Sort of. I'm not a squire.

[graveflowers]

What are you then? [ /blunt. ]

[impetere]

A squatter.

[Equally blunt. They should get along well.]

[graveflowers]

[ she snorts in faint amusement. ] Testing the waters?

[impetere]

Something like that.

[She gives a bit of a shrug.]

I'm not exactly a joiner.

[graveflowers]

Lone wolf kind of thing or don't play well with others kind of thing, because if it's the latter... you clearly haven't met Lan, yet.

[impetere]

[There's a slow hint of a smirk at the "lone wolf" comment.]

Little of both, actually.

[graveflowers]

Lan is your poster child then. He comes with a noble steed, it's very dramatic. [ she likes lan so it's said with some fondness. ]

[impetere]

[She pauses as she thinks.]

The guy with the cabin in the woods?

[graveflowers]

Ayup, that would be the one. Have you met our elusive knight, then?

[impetere]

[She shakes her head.]

Mostly just seen him around. I don't think his cabin is that far from my campsite.

[graveflowers]

Oh, so you must be hanging out with Gus. [ a beat. ] I grow his weed for him.

[impetere]

[Ah yes. Her nose wrinkles just slightly, because while the bonus side of weed being weed is that she actually gets a contact high when he's smoking it - inhaling it means it goes right into her bloodstream rather than having to pass through her system like most other drugs - the smell is still stronger than most.

And she doesn't exactly like the high either. Too much of a control freak for that.]

Yeah. He's a good guy.

[graveflowers]

He's pretty chill. [ vi appreciates that. he brought her flowers after luthir died. a+ ]

[impetere]

[Awww, Gus.]

Have you been in the Knights a while?

[She knows Gus has been there ... forever. She's wondering if the same holds true for a lot of people around here.]

[graveflowers]

Two years? Ish. Well, not quite. I got squired last March. Feels like a shit ton longer. Like, for fucking ever.

[impetere]

[She nods a bit. That is a long time. It's longer than she's stayed anywhere since before the fire.]

Do you like it here?