ƜуηηєfαƖѕнσηɗ (
wynn) wrote in
knightsoflegend2014-09-10 12:05 am
Entry tags:
- abigail hobbs,
- adam weiss,
- alainn o'rourke,
- alice lincoln,
- arthur pendragon,
- astrid mädchen,
- drax,
- emma frost,
- emma swan,
- francesca,
- glados,
- gold,
- grimrot,
- hasmed,
- henry mills,
- kate bishop,
- killian jones,
- koraith,
- lila zacharov-gray,
- lydia martin,
- nathan young,
- penelope sariel,
- sam winchester,
- solace,
- spike,
- stiles stilinski,
- val'drin cabot,
- violet reedhym
open ♔ september castle socialization

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans.
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, etc!
WHEN || First half of September, any time between the September squiring ceremony and the War announcement on September 18th
HOW || Actionspam
[ The castle can be a happening place, even on more mundane days. This log is for random interactions over the course of the first half of the 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. 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:
Drax @ the desk
Kate Bishop @ the desk
Sam @ the desk
Henry @ the desk
Kate Bishop @ roof/dining hall/library/grounds/bathrooms/desk/Dragon's Hoard/etc
Abigail @ Movie theater / library /firing range / training room
Francesca & Val'drin | closed
Penelope & Sam @ the woods
Emma Frost @ the library
Spike @ rec room
Lydia, Stiles, Astrid, Adam | closed

section head office hours / wynn ♔ (ota/multi-thread)
section heads are:
sir hasmed | dragon's fire
sir solace | dragon's light
sir koraith | dragon's tongue
sir dovan ironsides | dragon's hide
sir lis'sa trinall | dragon's hoard
tia ellison, head of the dragon's mind, doesn't have her own office here but can be reached at the downtown london office.
wynn can be found around the castle, or by knocking on his big golden doors in the round table room. ]
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plus she's not sure she's actually ever met the giant gold dragon head of the dragon's tongue for longer than a brief introduction (she figures she would remember that), so in a sleep deprived moment of why the fuck not, she winds up at koraith's door a little after a normal lunch time and raps her knuckles against the door. after talking with alex about her general health, she's fallen into a no time like the present mindset, which is strange for the girl who doesn't sleep and always has extra time to spare.
but still. knock knock knock. ]
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kevinarcher. he thought about going to hasmed but he clashed with his old mentor so x-core. then he thought about talking to someone like francesca, but ... maybe she is too close to the situation? since she's auxiliary failboat. but koraith is a section head. his section head. a+ good choice.so he knocks on the door.]
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front desk ♔ (ota/multi-thread)
Feel free to rp out your time on desk duty here... you never know who might show up. ]
Drax the Destroyer } ota
The phone, is also a huge problem. Drax frowns, looking deeply puzzled as he holds the phone up to his ear.]
You are only 3 degrees of separation from Kevin Bacon? That is indeed impressive. I hear he is a mighty Terran hero.
[How the fuck did they even get started on this. We just don't know. There's a pause, then:]
What do you mean, actor?
Kate
But other than the scraps of absurdism it feels like an incredible waste of time and resources that she resents and chafes against, and when her laptop and whatever books she's brought lose their allure after too many hours of stillness she sometimes starts doing yoga on top of the desk in between (and while) answering the phone. ]
sneak attack.
aaaaaaaaa
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sam winchester ; ota
He suddenly has a new appreciation for Bobby. Seriously.
Sam is set up with his laptop and a heavy text from the library to pass the time, the latter of which he sets aside when the phone rings. He picks it up on the second ring.]
Karther Institue, how can I help you?
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henry mills | ota
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Kate Bishop | Anytime/Anywhere | OTA
It takes its toll - less because of the work out and more because of her sleep schedule. At least a couple nights each week (generally but not exclusively weekends) Kate can be found slipping out after dinner and back in not long before the shortening dawn of an autumn evening turns into daylight proper. She's discreet about it and mildly stealthy, but doesn't seem to be striving to go totally unnoticed.
Sometimes she seeks out less-traveled places - the roof of the castle is a popular haunt, and the sharp-eyed or adventurous might find her nursing a beer while tucked up among the eaves. The rest of her time is spent more mundanely: she eats a lot of meals in the hall, hangs out in the library or on the lawn, grumbles about communal bathrooms while brushing her teeth, mans the front desk, pesters techs about ideas for new trick arrows. Totally normal stuff.
And then, you know, one day she wakes up and suddenly everyone's talking about war with a country she's barely even heard of. (Is it technically war if only one party involved is a country? Isn't this more like an insurgency? Questions she probably shouldn't ask but is totally going to given the chance.) The weird pall cast over the castle doesn't prevent her from going about her day; if anything it makes her more determined to maintain the outward trappings of a normal day as much reasonably possible. ]
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in case she kills it.
today she's trying to heal one of the trees she'd been using as target practice, mumbling to herself. it's not actually to herself, she's aggressively trying to make the nature spirits she can suddenly see leave her alone. when she spots kate walking by, she jumps at the distraction, literally waving off the invisible spirit of a dryad like it's a bothersome fly. ]
Hey Kate.
annnnd another ten because I also suck, sorry!!
let's just add another...
abigail ✄ open
sometimes she heads to the movie theater or the library, flipping through anatomy and history books, and sometimes she heads to the firing range, but more often than not, the thin brunette can be found in the training room taking her unease out on a punching bag with her fists or eviscerating a practice dummy with her knife. she is small, but deceptively good with a knife. no one would want to be that practice dummy. ]
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closed } to val'drin
things have been weird for the last month or so, since that last awkward conversation they had about babies and such. he's had to have noticed her pulling away even more, as not even the sex holds much interest to her these days. she's just... checked out, afraid to give anymore of herself to this and lose her sanity all together.
so, it shouldn't be much surprise to him when she comes to his door some late evening, a solemn expression clouding her features. ] I think it's time we... talk.
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ota } but mostly for sam winchester
certainly this is the sort of thing lan would deal with, but when penelope hears the word 'necromancy' she wastes no time suiting up, sword and shield in hand, to investigate this outrage herself. however, she's certain not to be the only curious soul lurking around these parts... ]
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He's not sure what he's looking for yet, but he's heard the rumors, and someone has to clean up the mess before it becomes a bigger problem.
A job is just what he needs to take his mind of waiting around for Dean.
He makes his way through the trees, keeping an eye and an ear open for anyone or anything nearby (listen 15, spot 14).]
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emma frost ♔ ota
Teacher at heart, she’d like nothing more than to be the one assisting with their training, helping Helen to lead them in developing their unique abilities. Unfortunately, that position leaves a bad taste in her mouth still. The taste of ash and fire.
It’s too soon.
Instead, she takes to the library, occupying herself with both trashy romance novels and more quality, educational texts. This has been a lazy-ass starter. ]
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megatitsemma and remembers what logan said about talking to her and decides to do the thing. get it out of the way. like ripping off a bandaid. or pissing out a kidney stone. ]Hey! Mega— Emma! [NAILED IT.] It's been ages, huh?
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spike } for astrid but ota
And he's smoking at the same time. While inside. I'd say gasp in shock but it might give you lung cancer. Hack and cough in shock instead I guess.]
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Um, what do you think you're doing?
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closed to adam, stiles, astrid | beyonce concert, usa
Her attention turns promptly on him, away from Stiles' chatter, as she points to the little spaz and questions. ]
How many people does it take to drive us to the airport?
[ Because that's obviously what these spare tires are for, right ?? ]
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arthur; wherever; multi-thread; ota.
[ his first stop is wynn's round table room, of course, however afterwards he spends his time refamiliarizing himself with the place. particularly he can be found at the firing range, practicing, or in the training rooms — arthur still prefers swords to bullets, though he's not bad with either. ]
[ most importantly, he tries to catch up. it's been a long time since he was in england, and while he's had some communication with the knights, there's a tension in the air that he does not yet know what to make of — after all, he did not make his way back for no reason. ]
[ finally, after all his time abroad it's nice to just spend time in his room, reading or napping. it's quite a big room, lavishly appointed, and arthur can easily be found there should anyone require to speak with him. ]
i decided to give you emma instead bc jumping pre-andres w buffy is hard
Well, he’s not the only one. Emma pulls out a practice sword, looking altogether amateur in how she holds it, and approaches. ]
Just got back?
[ The attempt at familiarity might be unwelcome, but here she is. Trying it anyway. ]
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faye | various locations | ota
He doesn't forget about her, which is good. And it's not long after that this bitch is back.
FIRST ORDER OF BUSINESS: Faye goes to tell Wynn about the location of the tarrasque, because wow that's important.
Her order for tracking her specific people down after that will be Lila, then Gold, then Emma. Lila is first because she knows that if this shit had happened to Lila and the bitch didn't come track her down immediately upon returning, there would be hell to pay. She was too nervous to ask Hasmed about Emma, and knowing that it will come up in the earlier encounters, she's even more nervous then to face Emma to talk about what happened on the mission. Emotions are still hard for her to deal with, so she puts them off. See Emma essentially dead had shaken her. She still needs time to process that and speaking to Gold will be a buffer between her conversation with Lila and facing those feelings. So all three of these people can expect to be tracked down to their rooms, sect wings, training areas, etc. Wherever they would be, she would look.
Between conversations and on subsequent days thereafter, Faye will be back in the castle, getting back into the swing of things. She's quieter, and possibly more approachable? She at least looks less like she is judging your entire life on impact. And she has a hell of a story, if you feel like asking.]
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You horrid bitch.
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killian jones | the kitchen | ota
He's brooding so hard that he doesn't even realize anything's wrong until the smell of smoke hits his nostrils and the smoke alarm starts blaring. Oh, right, he'd decided to try to make pizza all on his own. Unfortunately, it... hasn't gone very well (bake check CRIT FAIL) and now it's on fire. He starts cursing and grabs the pizza from the oven, then curses more as it burns his hand. He manages to at least get it out of the oven by using his hook, then stamps on it to put out the flames.
Of course, now his boots are covered in pizza. He leaves red pizza sauce footprints as he stomps over to his chair and sits down, looking more dejected than ever.]
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[ The look on Emma’s face makes it apparent that she’s trying her hardest not to laugh: instead, her eyebrows arch high on her forehead and her lips press together in a firm line. Watching him stomp back to his seat, she takes a few more steps into the kitchen, glancing at the pile of ashen pizza on the floor. ]
I really can’t leave you alone for a minute.
[ She grabs a towel out of the drawer beside the oven, then crouches to wedge it under the pizza pan and lift it up. This, of course, does nothing for the smears of burnt pizza crust and sauce, but at least it takes the majority of it off the floor. She steps on the button to open the trash can and dumps it in nonchalantly. ]
You know, I’ve got a number you can call.
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emma swan ♔ ota
But the more time goes on after the curse is removed, the less comfortable Emma is with it. More and more, people are heaping information at her—things that happened while she was frozen in stone. It makes her feel that loss of control much more acutely, when it had already been a dig at one of her worst fears. LIES or not, her inability to control her magic had caused it to backfire on her—and she’d (very literally) only just escaped with her head.
So, she deliberately steers clear of Gold, Hasmed, and the rest of the Dragon’s Fire wing. Some knight. Instead, she focuses her efforts on the firing range like she used to do, and keeps herself occupied with the more physical aspects of Knighthood. ]
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like she can't find faye's cat.
whoops? hematite is just a very patient subject whereas pizza would rather be sleeping. she's up and peering under the table when emma approaches and she straightens up quickly, eyes wide. it's only a couple seconds before she jerks forward to hug emma. they may have been fighting (or, rather, lila had been fighting) but that didn't make her worry any less about the woman. ]
You're back.
[ absence did make the heart grow fonder. no less stubborn on the subject of her boyfriend, but the space allowed her to focus on the parts of emma she liked, not dwell on the part of her she had trouble appreciating -- mainly that emma is as stubborn as lila. the teenager doesn't like herself very much, it's not a leap that she would dislike the same traits in someone else. feelings are hard. ]
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will and lila | probably closed ...
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walking in, she tiptoes past the dogs and pulls up a chair next to his bed, putting her stuff down before settling down. once she is nice and comfy, legs tucked underneath her, she reaches out to brush her fingertips against his arm. its gentle but not light enough to cause it to tickle.
hopefully he has little resistance since he is already asleep and she can just burrow into his subconscious like a cat digging through blankets. ]
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astrid and des | open...ish???
when she's not off at beyonce concerts.it's another slow ass day in the light wing, so she seems to be the only one there. she's currently lounging on top of a counter, reading a book and eating gummi bears. surely this girl is a real doctor.]no subject
Like the fact that minor wounds can get infected and shit. Which would suck.
So here he is, ducking into the Light wing, holding his bleeding hand, and yelling back out into the hallway.]
I hope that thing's vaccinated!
[He turns back and is a bit startled to see... a person. Just hanging out. He stares at his scratched and bleeding hand and then back up at her.] Angry cat.
[Or possibly an angry ocelot. It could be Babou II for all we know.]
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bambi dalton ❖ the kitchen
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willow rosenberg | ota | library (duh)
Should anyone catch her eye walking around or at her table, she's all smiles and would even wave. Definitely friendly and inviting for people to come chat her up about her random research.]
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BARRY!! WHERE ARE YOU, BARRY?! COME OUT, YOU LITTLE WANKER! I KNOW YOU'RE IN HERE!
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Avid readers? [She asks, as if the dogs might be.]
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frankie ♛ ota
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She bumps into a table and sends a wrench clattering to the ground. Off to a great start.]
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avaleen } ♥ { ota
You'd be forgiven for thinking that she's talking to herself and yet anyone who moves closer would see that she is in fact talking to the creature she has cradled in her hands, a bird that looks as though it may be dead.]
(Spoiler: It's just stunned. No birds were harmed in the making of this post.)
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Having some trouble, lass? [He says as he approaches and sees he little creature in her hands.] Is the poor thing still alive?
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