#;talks

[thistlethimble]

where; the gala with; open

"I think I could get away with stealing the president's pajamas." thimble declared after what appeared to be a genuine moment of reflection. they were standing in one of the hallways just outside the bulk of the party. "for no particular reason at all, I think if I could figure out which room is his, I could get into it. when I get into it, I can easily find them and then take them. who would think to stop me? why? what would they do if I got caught? kill me? seems a bit redundant, no? and frankly, quite petty over pajamas. besides, we all can extrapolate they don't want us to die yet, right? that's why they've got the whole energy field over the tribute center to prevent a hop, skip, and jump. so at worst, it looks like I would be punished extra during the games, and at that point... wouldn't it just be funny to have the president's pajamas?"

when there was no immediate response, nor even a reaction, at the somewhat outlandish statement, thimble narrowed both eyes. they lifted a finger and prodded the shoulder of the figure they'd been babbling to who appeared to be made of stone. "hm." that should probably be filed under embarrassing, but as the last two statues they tried to talk to turned out to be people, this seemed to track in the convoluted ways of the Capitol. they turned away and took a sip of the cup in their hand. "so apparently the marble I've been talking to for the last five minutes doesn't have an opinion on it. do you?"

[strifestriken]

where; haunted mansion, stairwell with; open

"well that is.... downright unsettling." strife stood at the base of the stairwell and stared up into her own eyes. a phantom sporting her face stood at the top of stairs and scowled down at her. she visibly bristled. "do you see that bean too or have I finally crossed the threshold from hyperbolic delirium into full blown bonkers?"

[xenoflight]

where; near a creek with; open

“I know you think you want to do that, but I think you should reconsider, mate.”

[audballreyes]

where; near the stage with; open

“historically speaking, the may queen has several different relevant counterparts she is meant to embody: flora, guinevere, kore, maid marian, even mary after the conversions. some people used to think that the role was symbolic as a sacrifice, but here’s no factual basis for that.”

[scoutstampede]

where; haunted mansion, billiards room with; open

the pool cue snapped quickly against the cue ball to break and scatter the rest of the balls around the table in a flurry of loud cracks and clatters. scout hoisted the stick across her shoulders and casually, but somewhat intimidatingly, rested with her arms slung over either end. "no, go on. say what you were going to say then."

[winniewon]

where; nightmare with; open

"oh. I am definitely going to fucking kill someone. we are far past the point of salvaging that daydream, but if you are very smart or very fast, it might not be you."

[antigoneawake]

where; somewhere either loud or quiet with; open

"something feels... off. strange. why is it so quiet?"

[wendyskies]

where; haunted mansion with; damocles || @xkilljxy

"last year's haunted house was a lot more fun." wendy whined to herself as she scurried through the corridor of the labyrinthine mansion. it was a rather bold statement considering last year she had a panic attack in the middle of it, but still. at least the scary parts were obvious, and at least there had been someone with her then. seeing abusive ghosts had frayed the very limit of her nerves. was that why she was talking to herself again? this was just like the stupid orphanage. every step she took felt heavy and unbalanced by this costume. "I looked cuter last year too."

wendy pouted. she wanted to find wren or barty or peter. she wanted to find mina and georgie. where the hell was damocles? who else should she be scared was waiting around the corner for her? from out of sight, the sound of some sort of scuffle startled her. wendy paused. she glanced around for the best place to hide, then snatched a silver candlestick from the table and tucked herself in a corner half obscured by a curtain and a plant to wait and see what happened next before reacting.

[moodythemad]

where; on the way to outside smoking room with; cordelia || @xkilljxy

"there you are." alastor moody tapped his wand against his blue eye one against with an enchantment of his own craft. through the walls of this ominous opulence, he could now see outlines and silhouettes of those moving about inside. his brow furrowed as he saw some figures moving through the walls and floor instead. it reminded him of the hogwarts ghosts milling about unexpectedly. he locked onto the figure that he could recognize anywhere a floor above and started towards her.

[emhowling]

where; guess with; open

"in my defense, it was a full moon, and no one was watchin' me."

[indiarrow]

where; the festival with; @mxseryx​ || fabian

mona caught indi right after she came off the may court stage and briefly debriefed her on the situation. of course these witches were turning on them. indi had been told to wait by a specific bonfire near the edge of the clearing for one of the ‘order of the phoenix’ to escort her out. what a pretentious name for an organization. she didn’t know how she was supposed to trust these people anyway, but if mona said to, she’d try. her breathing was labored and there was a sharp stinging beginning to cause pain in her arms and chest. indi buried it down and maintained a guarded expression as she watched any and everyone who approached her now. one more minute or she would run on her own.

[dorcasrises]

where; outside with; open

"what does sunshine sound like to you?"

[serashapes]

where; food place with; @xavecamour​ | charon

sera had a dark purple pair of heart shaped sunglasses sitting up high on the bridge of her nose to block out all possible light. the toll taken while coming down from a raging trip was in the form of a massive foggy headache and sparks of pain reigniting in her nerve endings. this hungover sera was desperate for food, caffeine, and something to laugh at when she started testing the limits of her spitball capabilities. “look at this wicked fucking aim. I coulda been a chaser any day.”

[narcissawilted]

where; corridors of the haunted mansion with; open

hawklike green eyes watched as black curls disappeared around the corner again. cissy exhaled. the laughing ghost of a girl was impossible to catch up to like this. they used to call her a ghost too. bellatrix and andromeda both said it like a term of endearment for the quiet whisper of white that haunted their home as a child. "I know that laugh." narcissa black did not run. fools ran. however, it seemed like she was running out of other options.

[audballreyes]

where; under the arch with; open

auden had not bothered to wear a shirt that covered her bandages. the magically inflicted wound on her chest was still in the process of healing. however, her shoulders were tense and her hair somehow even more frazzled than usual. a quill furiously scribbled into her journal as she glanced around the room from her quiet, well seen, corner. "I know what happened to me, but I want to know what you saw happen, please. can you just walk me through it step by step?"