#;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.”

[dorcasrises]

where; festivals grounds with; open

“there’s mead? well, alright. let’s make some questionable decisions boys and girls.”

[nessalochs]

where; close to flame with; open

“no, no. it’s really only on fire until I put it out... so where is the extinguisher? or my wand? where is anything? why do I only see screwdrivers? these are not flame retardant.”

[indiarrow]

where; public with; open

indi startled. “do you always sneak up on people like that? I’ll get you a bell or something.”

[kazacres]

where; a fountain with; open

kaz closed the precisely folded parchment. her eyes were trained on a distant spot in the horizon and her mouth was pressed into a hard and unamused line. she opened the letter and started to read through it from the top. again. it was still just as nitpicking and frustrating. “are all mothers like this? or is mine just specifically, spectacularly insufferable?”

[narcissawilted]

where; wreath weaving tent with; open

“I always dread this time of year... it seems that the winter season entirely passed without me.”

[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.”

[moodythemad]

where; probably the office or townhouse with; open

“don’t give me that art of war crap! and you! you take too long to take a shit!”

[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."

[serashapes]

where: anywhere with: open

sweat was dripping off the bright yellow tendrils of sera hair as she pulled herself up on the bar again. her breathing was measured and even as she went through the motions of her daily exercise. maybe before the most recent quidditch absence, she would have gladly put off the rest of the routine. now she couldn’t force herself to quit. the burning in her muscle was a good distraction from what happened inside acid. “this conversation really couldn’t have waited until I was done with my sets? scale of broken nail to currently exploding, how important is this?”

[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.