Sep. 8th, 2009

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Meg Ford has papers spread out across the top of a table (neatly, of course), and for a wonder, not one of them has anything to do with baseball.

Instead, she has class schedules and syllabi and a copy of the McGill academic calendar and she's in the process of marking down a semester's worth of events in her student planner. (This requires, apparently, three pens, a pencil, and a highlighter. Naturally.)

She has the baseball stuff near at hand, though, if there are questions about the game.


[OOC: Work-slow, but here all day.]
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There is a very cocky vampire lord int he bar. He's not too old yet, but old enough to be as white as snow, and have the catlike golden eyes of his race. He was reclining on a sofa with a glass of the blood the bar made, and reading a book. The book was written in the strange language of his world, and it had many wonderful pictures of wars, carefully painted. This was not a new book, it was very old. Hey look a portrait of Voradore before he went all batty and green.

He smiled a little. Distraction is welcome, in my forms.
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[OOM: Millitimed to way back in the beginning of July, during Sam Linnfer's visit to Cal's new world. The sudden return of painful memories sparks an explosion, and misunderstandings almost finish the destructive job, but in the end they manage to start gluing things back together.

WARNINGS for semi-explicit discussion of incestuous acts and past drug abuse.]
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X slips downstairs, pausing to pin her Security badge to her belt. After obtaining her laptop from Bar, she settles in a corner booth, flipping it open and pulling up a few relevant documents.

Like shift schedules for brothel security. And account sheets.

Someone, after all, has to do the heavy lifting.

[ooc: Open until it falls off the front page.]
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There's a brunette standing near the hole in the floor. The decay has her nose crinkling, though it's the scent of her brother that has her curiously peering at it and through it to the damaged cars below.

She'll move to a table with food in a moment. This is curious right now. And the cat must be satisfied.
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[OOM: Family time is never easy when you're sixteen.

Visting might be better.]

Tiny tag: Sameth
(OOC: The second link is to a visiting thread that is open for however long it needs to be open. He's in the infirmary so visible enough to be found if you think your pup might want to visit.)
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A pregnant sprite, a couch, and a bowl of strawberries.

Botherable.
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There is a hole in the floor in a corner near the stairs, and if you look down, you can see cars; two of them are in rather a bad condition. Even a dead Ostrogoth can see that!

Teja peers down at the unexpected view when he comes down for breakfast, then goes to sit in his usual place; but the cats are fascinated by the new place that has been hiding down there. First Ferdinand, then Count, then Kitty jump down and start exploring. Teja does not mind; the cats are free to go where they wish.

But he has not even finished his tea when a piteous mewling comes from the hole. All three of them sit on  the roof of the ruined green car, looking up and begging their human for help: - this cave has no exit!

Teja crouches by the hole, wondering what to do, tea cup in hand. "Oh, cats!" he sighs, looking at them.
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In the UK, it is a legal requirement that all of life's hazards are accompanied by bright yellow or orange signs. Like 'Danger', or 'Livestock crossing' or 'Road may be wet when raining'.*

As such, Guppy tends to get a little... complacent. Which is why he is now clinging to the edge of the big hole while his baby son peers down at him and laughs.

"Alex, don't move." he says, trying to keep his voice calm. "Daddy just needs to get a leg up here... oh damn..." His shoe falls off as he tries to get a footing.

"Damn." Alex babbles back, then sits down and sucks his thumb while he watches Daddy try to get out the hole.

[*This is actually a cunning trick designed by a secret society in Europe so that British tourists trip over their slightly uneven pavements.]
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[OOM: Some things aren't meant to be found.]

Verity picks out a comfortable chair, props up her Jimmy Choo-clad feet, and orders an appletini.

It's been a damn good day.
[identity profile] pwnuall.livejournal.com
One Crow, sitting crosslegged on a table, with enough room to play around with cards. Right now he's just screwing around with them, not doing anything and variably losing games of Blackjack to Kuu, the real crow around here.

...don't ask how a bird knows what to do. We don't either.

It's just better for your mental health in general.
[identity profile] dark-ex-watcher.livejournal.com
"She did what?"

"Alanna hired me as Security. Well, sort of. It might not be official yet."

"I wonder if there's a badge? I bet there's a badge. Shiny badge."

"That's... intriguing."

Angel eyes Wesley. "...What?"

"Oh, uh, nothing."

"Wes...."

"I'm just saying it might be useful."

"I don't want to hear this."

"But just think of the possibilities!"

"Wes! Champion? I can't think about this stuff that way."

"You're a Champion on Earth, not here."

"Well, here they have a Landlord, and I bet he's got a special cell just for Security people who abuse their privil--."

Angel stops and looks at Wesley. "Saaay, I bet this means I can throw people in the cells now." Grin.

"...What? Why are you looking at me like--. Stop that!"

Wesley could swear there was more than a hint of Angelus in that chuckle.
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[OOM: Millitimed to last week, just after Sameth encounters Blodwen Rowlands the first time, Sabriel attempts to be motherly.

It... sort of works?]


[Tinytag: Sameth]
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[OOM: Cal visits an animal shelter to get more information in his quest to find just the right dog, absolutely determined not to be talked into taking a dog from the shelter. He knows what he wants; his mind is made up.

This ends exactly how you think it does.]
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[Oom: Upstairs, Room #25

Kate and Doc have a talk, in which some secrets are revealed, and others hidden further away.

Warnings for: cute, kittens, and adult content (somewhat handwaved bootknockin'). Millitimed to a few weeks ago, after Kate's last EP, thanks!]