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

bambi dalton ❖ the kitchen

[theshameofcain]

[Bambi is sitting on the counter in the kitchen with a notebook open in her lap, composing a letter with a pink gel pen in loopy handwriting that definitely isn't her own. The oven across from her is cooking a frozen pizza, because she's classy as fuck and they don't get delivery out here, which is super lame.]

[pathology]

[astrid comes in the kitchen, and doesn't even notice bambi at first bcuz she makes a beeline for the fridge, only to ... crinkle her nose in annoyance.] Did someone drink my almond milk? Fucking bitches. Oh well, I guess it would've — [she turns as she's talking, and that's when she sees bambi. THAT HO. SHE PROBABLY DRANK ASTRID'S ALMOND MILK AS SOON AS SHE WENT TO GERMANY.]

[theshameofcain]

[WOW EXCUSE YOU. SHE DOESN'T EVEN DRINK ALMOND MILK. Bambi, meanwhile, doesn't notice Astrid enter, but she does know there aren't that many FREAKIN' GERMANS IN THIS CASTLE, so she just sits there, frozen, for a few moments before she manages to speak.]

Oh. You're back... [Said in the tone of someone who was... thinking about what she was gonna wear to the funeral.]

[pathology]

[sense motive ... 19 >:( ] Did you think I wasn't coming back?

[theshameofcain]

You were gone a pretty long time and kinda incommunicado. It wasn't a totally baseless theory.

[pathology]

[and then she just loses it on bambi because WHERE ELSE WILL THE TRAUMA GO???] Um, so are other missions all the time! And it was only like a couple days for me! Sorry for magic! Did you drink my almond milk?!

[theshameofcain]

[Bambi stares at her like a gaping fish and is only brought out of it by the dinging of the oven indicating her pizza is ready.

No. I don't even like almonds. Who even puts almonds in milk. And it still goes sour, because FYI milk doesn't follow weird magic time. It's still been a month for the rest of the world. [lalala getting her pizza now.]

[mydesigns]

[in what apparently is going to be a line of ppl not noticing bambi when they first come in the kitchen bcuz they're beelining for the fridge, here is will graham. staring into it for a long time. a really long time. like wtf are you doing sir.]

[theshameofcain]

Is it staring back into you yet?

[Bambi doesn't even look up. She is just aware that this room is now 10% colder than it was before this bitch showed up.]

[mydesigns]

I ... forgot what I came for. [alzheimer's???? encephalitis???? cannibalism?????]

[theshameofcain]

Happens to the best of us.

[She looks up and oh hey!] Oh hey, Dog-Guy.

[mydesigns]

Will. [he closes the fridge. :( he didn't want to eat anyway.] You know, I don't think I ever got your name. [he remembers her as "girl who didn't like dogs and tells creepy stories."]

[theshameofcain]

You didn't or you would've remembered. [She drums her pen against her notebook.] It's Bambi.

[allaboutme]

[ cordelia looks in a state of mild distress and annoyance as she sticks her head into the kitchen, looking this way and that as if on a mission. when she sees bambi, she makes a stellar wisdom check and rolls her eyes, putting a hand on her hip as she comments: ] Doesn't the help do any work around here? Hey, you! I spilled my cappuccino all over the hall out here. You should really clean that up before someone breaks their neck and sues Wynn for all he has, which, judging by the size of this place? More than enough to be set for life. Honestly, I'm surprised there aren't more people around here trolling for lawsuits.

[theshameofcain]

[Bambi looks up slowly.]

If you don't wanna lick that cappuccino off the floor, sweetie, you better try that again. [She drums her pen on her notebook.] I really don't want to explain to the Boss that I stabbed another squire with a gel pen. It looks bad on my record. And Zero will get all huffy that he has to lecture me.

[allaboutme]

Not really helping Spike's case about Wynn not hiring psychopaths. But fine. If you're not the help, maybe you can tell me where exactly they take their siestas.

[theshameofcain]

I honestly don't pay attention to them. [whoops.] But I'm also middle class and from Philly, so I sorta just pick up my own drycleaning and throw a dishrag on my spills like everyone else.

[allaboutme]

I thought this place was full of wizards or whatever. Can't they just magic this place clean all the time?

[theshameofcain]

Pretty sure they need those spells for, like... emergencies. It's not unlimited magic.

[killingtodeath]

[Teenage boys love food. This is brand new information. Stiles strolls in and immediately hits up the fridge, but a few seconds later, he straightens and sniffs the air. His pizza sense is tingling.

He hasn't noticed Bambi is even there yet, honestly. Too focused on food.]

[theshameofcain]

[Bambi apparently made many pizzas on this day. It's quite possible she threw the majority of her last one at Andrew in an attempt to buy his affections so he'll love her more than Astrid.

So she had to make another one....

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.]

If you want half, you'll have to do more than salivate over it.

[killingtodeath]

Huh? [Oh look. He finally realized who the person was making pizza. It didn't appear in the oven to tempt him like a cheesy mistress.]

Name your price.

[theshameofcain]

[She quirks an eyebrow.]

It's a big pizza and I'm not gonna eat it all. Who have you been making back-alley deals with around here?

[killingtodeath]

Hey, you said it was going to take more. I just wanted to find out what that means.

[theshameofcain]

Asking helps. [She rolls her eyes and laughs] I don't feed stray dogs because they look at me with big eyes. I'm not gonna feed stray teenagers doing the same thing.

[The oven goes ding and she slides off the counter to deal with the pizza]