Jun. 17th, 2014
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beenherebeforeWarnings for kidnapping of a minor, threats of severe bodily harm, attempted murder, and other non-people-friendly things.]
The door opens briefly to sudden heat and smoke and something that's shaped like a fifteen-year-old boy but is far too dirty to be easily identified. Once he's through, it shuts again, and Alex stumbles to the ground, only looking up long enough to confirm that he's in Milliways and not the roof he expected before he starts coughing, hacking up mucus darkened by dirt and soot while simultaneously struggling to breathe in as much clean air as possible.
[ooc: Somewhat plot-locked in terms of treatment, but feel free to react.]
Quick and easy
Jun. 17th, 2014 07:48 pmforgottenmotleyThe Fool, being in one of his his moods, has put a sign up on the table next to him.
The sign reads simply, "Get answers to any question you have. Guaranteed."
In the meantime the Fool is playing solitaire with a deck of Tarot cards.
The sign reads simply, "Get answers to any question you have. Guaranteed."
In the meantime the Fool is playing solitaire with a deck of Tarot cards.
hey35andholdingClementine All she'd wanted was a beer. A simple, cold beer. But nope - instead she's confronted by a transparent screen and a series of prompts.
She rejects the witch outright (it's not in her chakras today) and takes a moment to consider the alien figure before shrugging and pressing the button.
She'll thank the bar for shaving a few years as soon as she finds a clear body of water. Little help?
Dixie: - A few feet away there's a very blonde and somehow smug-looking cat sprawled out in the nearest pool of artificial light. There may be a slightly familiar fluff to her fur, and a certain lazy confidence in her presence. Approach with caution, she happens to be enjoying this nap.
[OOC: Because I fell asleep with this open and I wanted to throw these two into the festivities! Backdated to last night through fair abuse of Millitime. Open forever]
She rejects the witch outright (it's not in her chakras today) and takes a moment to consider the alien figure before shrugging and pressing the button.
She'll thank the bar for shaving a few years as soon as she finds a clear body of water. Little help?
Dixie: - A few feet away there's a very blonde and somehow smug-looking cat sprawled out in the nearest pool of artificial light. There may be a slightly familiar fluff to her fur, and a certain lazy confidence in her presence. Approach with caution, she happens to be enjoying this nap.
[OOC: Because I fell asleep with this open and I wanted to throw these two into the festivities! Backdated to last night through fair abuse of Millitime. Open forever]
