knightsoflegend | 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

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Faye wants to protest, to say that living her now makes less sense than ever, that she failed and how could that deserve anyone's love? It's easy to focus on her failure to avoid lingering on how scared she was at the thought of losing Emma.

But she can't even speak right now, sobs overtaking her for a moment as she clings to Hook.]

[He stops trying to talk, instead just holding her, letting her cry it out. And letting himself cry it out as well. He's been worried, of course, but not nearly so worried as he clearly should have been. Maybe it's ridiculous to be this upset over something that's worked out all right, but god, it could have gone so much worse. He could have lost them both. He almost did.

When her sobs start to subside, he pulls back a little and reaches into his coat pocket to find his flask. Then he frowns. It sure isn't there.]

Huh. Must've forgotten my flask. I swear I had it in my pocket earlier...

[Yeah... Faye hasn't figured out that particular curse yet. She pulls back, wiping her eyes and pulling open his coat to look for herself. Hmm.]

You've got the right idea, though. I could definitely use a drink.

[It's definitely not the conclusion Hook's jumped to. He smiles and puts an arm over her shoulder, pulling her against his side companionably.] Luckily, there are other solutions to that particular difficulty.

[With only a minimal roll of her eyes, Faye leans into his hold around her shoulders and heads off with him.]

You'll find one, I'm sure. I trust you.

[Which is to say she does in general too. But it's easier to mask that with a joking situation like this. She's getting there. Slowly.]

[Wis 15 means he gets what she means. He gives her a slim smile and is nice enough not to point it out.] It's not all that hard. There are bars in here. And someone's been hiding bottles all over the castle...

That's..? Okay... Glad some people have that kind of free time. [While she's off on perilous missions, other bitches have time to play Easter bunny with alcohol. Great.]

Bar works. [It's not that far. Because I said so.]

[And here they are at the bar! Hook snags a table and looks over at the bar itself.] I can get us our beverages. What'd you like?

Well, when I'm drinking with you, there's really only one option, right? [She gives him a little smirk.] Rum and coke. I'll be over there.

[She points at a table off to one side before heading right on over and plopping down.]

I'd get you something else if you wanted it. [But he really wanted rum for him, so off he goes.

He comes back shortly with two rum and cokes.] Here you are, lass.

[She takes a small drink before holding the cup in both hands at the edge of the table.]

So what did I miss? We were for what? Three months?

[Hook shakes his head. What has she missed? A bloody ton.]

It's been a madhouse, here. Has anyone told you about what happened in New York and all that followed?

If they did, I'm sure your spin on it will still be entertaining. [She leans on the table a little, drinking more of her drink, waiting for him to go into pirate storytelling mode.]

[He smirks, lowering his eyes in an unconvincing show of modesty.] Very well. Keep in mind I didn't experience all of the events leading up to it first hand. We had a team in New York that dealt with the first bit.

Just shut up and tell the story. [Contradictory, but he knows what she means.]

Some musicians wove a spell that sent all the Shadowkind in Manhattan to the river. They'd walk right in and drown if they weren't stopped.

[He frowns, glancing down.]

We had a team there that did their best, but they couldn't save everyone. And we lost one of our own. Did you know Luthir? He'd come on the mission fresh from his wedding bed.

[Faye stops mid drink and blinks. Setting her glass down, she leans forward a bit.]

He's dead? Jesus- I was at that wedding. The bride kissed me.

[Very important details with Faye Chamberlain.]

[He puts a hand on her arm and squeezes sympathetically.]

She's all right, at least. Well, as all right as one can be after losing someone they love.

[Which isn't very all right at all.]

[Faye looks at his hand and shakes her head. Don't make this about her and Emma. Don't do it.]

That really sucks. Guess it goes with the job, though, right? Probably better to just not get too attached.

Aye, probably. If only such a thing were possible.

Who says it isn't? [Says the girl who recently burst into tears over Emma. Shut up.]

A very long lifetime of experience.

[He doesn't point it out, as it would be rude. But he does raise his eyebrow.]

If you want to say something, just say it. [She grumbles into her drink. Don't give her that look.]

We both know you care more than you let on. It's no use pretending.

A lot of good it did me. Emma still got hurt.

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