open ♔ september castle socialization

[wynn]

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

Comments

[bigbad]

But first you have to get it in your hand, love, and believe me, that's never happening. [It is pretty graphic like how the hell does she even know that.] And my prick is not called Mr. Wiggles. Who names their prick?

[pathology]

Well, I don't imagine you have a girlfriend to name it for you. Or boyfriend.

[bigbad]

....what, are your bits named?

[pathology]

Wouldn't you like to know!

[bigbad]

If "Mr. Wiggles" was the best you came up with for me, I really think I can live with the mystery.

[pathology]

If I saw it, maybe I could give it a better name. Like, you know, Lazy Jack if it's crooked or something.

[bigbad]

That’s just as unlikely as you ever touching it. Keep dreaming, pet.

[pathology]

Did you know that men who smoked more than 20 cigarettes daily had a 60 percent higher risk of erectile dysfunction, compared to men who never smoked? [wis 20 total to remember that shit she read somewhere]

[bigbad]

Anyone ever tell you you've got something of an obsession with pricks? You need to get laid, pet.

[pathology]

I get laid like, all the time, thanks. I'm just a doctor. Your well-being is my concern.

[bigbad]

And I'm a vampire. My well-being is bloody fine. [He takes a drag and blows some smoke out in her general direction.] Only way you'll be healing me is if I bite you.

[pathology]

Ugh, no thanks. [but then ... her nosiness gets the best of her.] How many different kinds of humans have you bitten? Like, do they all taste different?

[bigbad]

Uh... [Spike sure hasn't... tasted that many people. Just enough that he knows there's some variety. Animal blood, different blood types, and Des'.] Well, yeah. Don't... breakfast cereals or whatever you eat taste different to you?

[pathology]

Um, yeah, obviously. Have you ever had a snakeblood before?

[basically she just wants to know if she tastes like orange soda or strawberry frappuccinos or what. FOR SCIENCE. or bored curiosity.]

[bigbad]

No. Why, are you offering?

[pathology]

Maybe. In like, a controlled environment. We could go to the med center and I could draw a sample for you. I'm not doing shit Twilight style.

[bigbad]

Are you really that curious? [He raises an eyebrow because most people just get grossed out when he talks about this kind of thing.]

[pathology]

I want to see if I taste more like orange soda or strawberry frappuccinos.

[#priorities]

[bigbad]

God, I hope neither. That'd be bloody disgusting.

[pathology]

Disgusting ... or awesome?

[bigbad]

I've tried putting sweets in blood before, lamb. I can tell you from experience, it's disgusting.

[pathology]

That's not the same as the blood itself having a distinct taste. It's like ... different coffee blends. Compared to putting in flavor shots. [is it really tho astrid???? that's not even science. she just made it up. she is walking towards the med center now, though.] You can follow me if you want a free snack. Or, you know, don't. Your loss.

[bigbad]

[...well, now Spike is curious. He tilts his head, shrugs, and gets up, dropping his cigarette in a potted plant.] Yeah, all right. I get sick of pig anyway.

[pathology]

[she got him to stop smoking, too!! ADDED BONUS. /preens.] Is that what you usually drink?

[bigbad]

[FOR NOW. He was done with that one anyway.]

Yeah. It's easiest to get. Sometimes I get cow or sheep to mix it up. [A beat.] Chicken's no good. Bird blood's too... I don't know. Sour.