(no subject)

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

He hadn't tried to fly since the day of the press conference. The day he was shot down in Texas. Kind of like some other politicians.

But now Nathan was out back. It was cold, but so is he now. And something about the sky tonight was pulling at him fiercely. Maybe it meant flying high enough, and never coming back down? Something he liked to imagine as a kid, before he had to put it aside and be serious. He sighed, and walked around the lake instead. Trying to ignore the sky overhead.

(no subject)

[bannion_sight]

[OOM: A Christmas surprise in Glastonbury.]

(no subject)

[bprd_agent_red]

At the counter Hellboy is trying to get himself a light snack (he wants one of those 50 packs of McNuggets) but instead finds himself in an argument with Bar.

"What do you mean make up for the damages? I don't make up for nothin' at home why would I do it here?"

The counter responds with a napkin and he grumbles.

"It's not my fault you guys got a lousy sprinkler system."

The next one makes him frown more and he's about ready to go and get Liz because she's better at arguing without the violence thing when another napkin appears.

"Tend? Tend what?" He reads the reply and grins. "You want me to bartend? You got it."

This, is something he's always wanted to do. As Bar turns in for some much needed rest Hellboy heads behind the counter. He flips through the book and snags the specials board, writing up a quick menu.

Happy Hour Specials
Big Red
Jackbull
Loch Ness Monster

Setting his hands on the counter he puts on a grin and looks over the crowd.

"All right, let's hear it."

[ooc: okay, and I call slows now. I'll tag as I can and will return in a few hours.]

(no subject)

[cheerychaplain]

[OOM: Millitimed to the 25^th, a small service is held upstairs.]

[tags: aramis, athos, cal chandler, michael, the old firm, william banks]

(no subject)

[52-dropoff.livejournal.com]

On the table before Charlie are pieces from a jigsaw puzzle. 1,000 pieces, to be precise. No two are the same exact shape, of course. But that is the only difference between any of them, since every single piece is white. Which makes putting the puzzle together a little challenging.

This was a gift from Billy Altman. And Charlie loves it. Even if it might take a while put the whole thing together. But sometimes the challenge is not in solving the puzzle but in seeing how it works.

Come and help, if you dare.

(no subject)

[father-sky.livejournal.com]

There are many things that bother Ouranos.

The cold is not one of them, it seems.


He's outside tonight, standing near the frozen lake, thinking — as he often does.

There's a lot going on back home; nothing good. He's weary. Disappointed. He was hoping that a trip here would help his mood.

It hasn't, so far.

Just because you can't see something doesn't mean it's not happening.


He sighs.

[tinytag; Ouranos]

Joint post FTW!

[ostro_goth]

Count the kitten has a scrap of fur. One does, truly, not wish to know where he got it from, but he delights in killing it over and over, and if that starts being boring, he'll carry it to the humans on the couch so they throw it far away. Then he can jump at it with glee, discover it anew, and kill it over again.

While the kitten is not making them play fetch, Teja and Charlie are sitting on a couch by the fireplace, comfortably curled up, with hot drinks and the new lyre at hand, speaking quietly, and not caring who might see them.


[[OOC: Two muns, two pups -- tag one, or both! Usual ritual!]]

[[tinytag: charlie monroe, carlotta brown]]

(no subject)

[fiery_ring]

Carlotta is outside, combining ice skating with acrobatics.

Doing cartwheels on ice is an extra challenge, as far as she's concerned.

[tinytag: Carlotta Brown]

(no subject)

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy is in one corner of the bar, with Alexander wrapped up in one of the fluffy blankets he got for Christmas.

As before, they can't stay for too long, but for now Guppy is enjoying reading his son a story in the comfort and relative security of the bar. It was too noisy in SCBU this afternoon with the baby in the adjacent crib exercising her newly fully functional lungs.

So it's a story about... a squirrel.

(no subject)

[callmemajor]

[oom: Lorne makes it home for Christmas. He introduces Jack to gay porn and the evening doesn't quite go as planned. Warnings for M/M sex.]


tiny!tag: Evan Lorne

(no subject)

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

Billy's drumming his fingers on the bar, humming a little tune, and looking disturbingly blissed-out. At least things are better on one front, and judging from the tiny shield he's flipping in one hand other things might be better, too.

At the moment he's taking a break from re-bagging a stack of classic comic books, and flipping through one instead. The expression on his face, and the care his hands are taking, make it seem less like so many pieces of paper stapled together and more like the Holy Grail.

Comic Books: SRS business.

[Open forever. Mighty Marvel Tags: Billy Kaplan]

(no subject)

[lockitwithkeys.livejournal.com]

It's 11.30 at night, do you know where your XIII is?










Yeah, neither does he.

(no subject)

[dancewaterdance]

Demyx is on the couch by the fire.

Demyx is not the only person on the couch by the fire.

He's draped himself half-across Axel's lap at this point while he strums on the sitar and makes notes here and there on music paper.

Someone, rescue poor Axel from this terrible fate?

[Musical Tags: Demyx+Axel]

(no subject)

[veryscaryrobot.livejournal.com]

"Just a Bud Lite."

"Rolling Rock. And a cheese steak."

"Can I have a strawberry daiquiri? With an umbrella? Can it be pink?"

"One ounce of columbite-tantalite, please."

Cameron examines her order. (It's not the daiquiri.)