Cubefall

[hey35andholding]

Clementine studies the menu in front of her with deep fascination. Her fingers hovers between options One and two for quite some time before she shrugs and punches the second button.



And suddenly there's a goldfish gasping on her bar stool. Little help?

(no subject)

[777thdegree.livejournal.com]

Many corners in this bar are dark, brooding places. Whether they are that way because they started out that way, or if they are that way because people needed them to be that way is completely unknown.

Tonight, one of the corners is not so dark.

There is something small and bright (and possibly winged) kept in a small cage on the table, illuminating the corner with it's resident slightly shabby man.

Yes, the one writting with a steel-point pen and ink. Bics are for cheaters.

(no subject)

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart is Urquhart-shaped again, as Cubefall is now over.

He is leaning at the bar and idly sipping some whiskey while his dog dozes by his feet.