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

[bittersweeter]

[ lila is jesus, news at 11, miracles abound. ]

How's your mind reading thing going? [ she shoves her face in chuck's fur (i decided it was chuck) and gives him a little kiss so will doesn't have her scrutiny while he answers. ]

[mydesigns]

[he shrugs, pushing the book aside. he's spent too much time looking at books. chuck tries to crane his neck around to lick lila's face. i guess i should find a dog pb for him. here he's a black goldendoodle. it is known. ] I haven't been able to trigger it again since that one time with you.

[bittersweeter]

Oh. [ boo. her mouth twists to the side as she thinks, letting the dog lick her cheek like w/e. ] I had this idea that you know how when people get a new job they shadow someone with the same job? I used to follow my dad around to learn the ropes. I thought that might help you control it. If you read the mind of someone reading someone else's mind. [ god that was like she sells sea shells. ]

[mydesigns]

Wh -- how would that even work?

[bittersweeter]

I don't know, I've never done it. [ she's never read anyone's mind, actually, it's not a spell she tries to use all that often. ] I figured it would be something like muscle memory. Once you've done something a few times, your body just knows how to do it. I guess, the same concept can be applied to this, can't it? Once you've felt how it's supposed to feel -- when it's on purpose and not some weird accident -- you'll be able to recreate it. [ a a beat as she glances up from the dog to the man. ] Does that make sense?

[mydesigns]

Yeah ... I guess that makes sense. [he just sounds hesitant bc he has no idea how to trigger it.]

[bittersweeter]

Tia would probably be a better tutor.

[mydesigns]

Probably. [that agreement didn't sound like "ok let me run off to get her now brb."]

[bittersweeter]

[ she just barely smirks. ] Denial also works at first.

[mydesigns]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[bittersweeter]

Well you don't seem... very enthusiastic. [ which isn't saying much bc ...it's will. ] If you want to pretend it's not happening, I'll play along. Two me a month or so to come out with the whole magic bullshit.

[mydesigns]

Not much makes me enthusiastic. [/points out that he's himself for her i guess.] I don't know ... that's what I did with the encephalitis, too. Denial. Didn't end so well for me.

[bittersweeter]

Yeah, you really shouldn't deny encephalitis. [ like wow, will. ]

[mydesigns]

It's not like I knew it was encephalitis. I just knew something might be wrong with me. The brain scans didn't show anything wrong the first time [did they???? his memories of this shit are so jacked hahaha ha ha ... ] so what were my options? I have a cold? I'm going insane?

[bittersweeter]

Yeah, well, a CT wouldn't catch it anyway, unless they were looking for it. They do LPs for encephalitis. [ she might have googled it. we just don't know. (knowledge 17) more likely she was googling bad dreams and hallucinations and it spiraled from there. ~the Internet. ] A good doctor should have done an LP.

[mydesigns]

I don't really remember what they did, besides the MRI machine. [whether that's bcuz of the encephalitis or veilnesia, he doesn't know. probably both.] It felt like being inside a coffin.

[bittersweeter]

[ small spaces, eep. she fidgets uncomfortably. ] Gross.

[mydesigns]

[wis ... 12???] Not your cup of tea either, huh.

[bittersweeter]

I have a problem with small places. And fences. [ FENCES MAN. ITS SUCH A DUMB PHOBIA and she sounds thoroughly annoyed by it. because it's annoying. ]

[mydesigns]

Why fences?

[bittersweeter]

They remind me of cages. [ her lips purse as her jaw tightens. she finds it easy not to lie to will, mostly because she's sure he's analyzing her 24/7 anyway so why bother??? he doesn't often ask her things she wants to lie about. i.e. sylar. ]

[mydesigns]

They remind you of being a cat. [sorry lila, it's not just something he can turn off! the words come out in his usual blunt little will graham way.]

[bittersweeter]

Look at that FBI profiling at work.

[mydesigns]

Sorry. My brain doesn't have an off-switch. And only rarely does my mouth.

[bittersweeter]

If it bothers me, I won't be that subtle. [ therefore, carry on. ] I was just judging your skills, it's not a hard leap to make.