Hey-hey, it's a multi pup post.

[reluctantcleric.livejournal.com]

oooh, hey, it's another multi-pup post! Wheeee! (The mun's snowed in, and bored. FEAR!)
All seperate since they don't know each other. (And that's probably a good thing.... >.>
Just indicate in you tag which one you want to bother.


Over here in a booth, and reading some literature is a dead Cleric, Partridge.

At another quiet booth, there's one of the Watchers, alive and middle-aged. Also had some books, and tea by him, but he was people-watching the bar. Trying to relax. And there was a wistful smile on Giles' face.


And love 'em, hate 'em, there's a wizard git over by the fireplace. Martin was in his coop in his room at the moment. The voices were slowly fading, but focusing on the flames continued to help Draco's troubled mind. Trances seemed almost addictive at times.

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[ironside-pixie.livejournal.com]

Click, whoosh, click, whoosh. Exactly the same as last night, except this time she isn't looking at him at all.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco's face twisted into a snarl. Green fairy bitch was back. Hmmm... have to see about that. He got his wand, pointed it toward Kaye.

Serpensortia! And now there was a large serpent slithering toward the fairy.

[ironside-pixie.livejournal.com]

Huh? Well that certainly got her attention. Kaye angles her head, half a smile forming on her lips.

"Snake.

At least Isaac and Armageddon weren't here, the critter would eat them without a second thought.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco smirked, and tried to urge the snake toward the fairy. Hoping this time would be different from the first time he cast it years ago.

[ironside-pixie.livejournal.com]

Kaye grins, reaching down to meet it. The snake hisses, crouching into an angry coil.

The magic came easily now, a tingling all the way up her spine, the snake loosened and curled into her grip easily.

She steps forward.

"You lost your pet." And holds it out to him. The green and brown of the snake accents her skin pleasantly.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco snorted, "Doesn't matter, I can make another."

He waved his wand toward it, Deletrius to make the conjured creature vanish.

"They don't last long anyway."

[ironside-pixie.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't have kept him."

She stood near, pulling up jeans that hung low on her hipbones.

"He'd eat my rats."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco just shrugged at that. He didn't mention that it might go after Martin anyway.

[ironside-pixie.livejournal.com]

"Got something to say?"

You didn't just push snakes towards random people. Not where she was from anyway.

One hand went to her waist and she managed to look defiant and amused all at once.

[witchy-rebel.livejournal.com]

"I used to spin thread, instead of stare into the fire," Morgan comments to Draco, curling up in an armchair. Well, curling up as much as she can, anyway.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco glanced over, and simply replied, "It helps. Everything goes away then."

[witchy-rebel.livejournal.com]

"Doesn't blister your fingers," she agrees, glancing at her own. Slender fingers, slender hands - but spinning and writing leave their own marks.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco remarked, "I'm not that close to it. I keep back, just gives me something to focus on."

[witchy-rebel.livejournal.com]

"Meant spinning. Do it much, and your fingers burn. Fire only does that sometimes."

A smile, and a flame dances on her palm.

"Not like this."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"I see."

Draco smiled, and watched the flames. If it lasted for a while, his eyes might unfocus again.

[witchy-rebel.livejournal.com]

A twist of her fingers, and the flame vanishes, only leaving a memory of heat on her skin.

"Mmm, I think so. Feeling better?"

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco blinked as it faded, and then nodded, "Yes, much."

[steadfastknight]

Somewhere around a booth - between the booths and the fireplace - was a girl with a guitar.

Who was trying to read the title of Partridge's book.

[reluctantcleric.livejournal.com]

It was Brave New World actually. Bizarre similiarities.

Partridge glanced over, and remarked, "Hello."

[steadfastknight]

She blinked, caught, and smiled with a bit of guilt. "Good evening. I didn't mean to disturb."

Except perhaps she had. She'd have to think about it.

[reluctantcleric.livejournal.com]

Partridge gave her a reassuring smile, "It's fine. I've actually read it already. Just going some of the passages."

[steadfastknight]

"I'm very much an advocate of the classics," she said, smiling warmly. "Though I have to admit, I'm not very good at fiction."

[reluctantcleric.livejournal.com]

Partridge smiled, "I rather enjoy having the opportunity here for such simple pleasures."

[steadfastknight]

"Ah, but they aren't so simple at all - Shakespeare, for instance, will never stop holding meaning, even in my day and age. Goethe's wisdom will stretch for centuries, even milleniae. And I can only hope I'm not the last one to find meaning in what's said by Maxwell Planck." Kitt was well in her element now. "But the opportunity to enjoy it all - that is a treasure beyond words."

[reluctantcleric.livejournal.com]

That brought a pained expression to Partridge's face.

"That's not so certain on the world I come from originally. Our society took such careful measures to ensure they wouldn't last."

He sadly added, "That's what I mean about the opportunity here. And you're right."