(no subject)

[penderwydd]

Tegid was outside today, his beard still long, his face still thin, but at least he was clean. He was going to have to change back into his dirty clothes before he left the Bar, but for now he is in modern clothes. It took him several minutes to figure out what all the pieces were, but once he understood them, he was able to dress himself. Today, he wore a pair of black Chuck Taylor Converse shoes, a white t shirt, a pair of blue jeans held up by a belt, and a black hoody. The main problem with the shoes and socks he was wearing was the snow; it seeped in and made his feet wet and cold. But all in all, these clothes were quite comfortable. He was looking for some very specific wood in the trees today, and he has a few branches of three of the sacred nine.

Later, after finding and burning the branches, and returning indoors and washing, he is sitting next to the fire, with his shoes and socks off. They needed to dry and his feet needed to warm up. He has a cup of tea. On the low table near him is a pouch, and between sips of tea he is taking stock of what he needs in it.

Please speak with him either inside or out.

oom

[i_am_your_host]

[ OOM: In the ongoing saga of Emcee sleeping with All of the People -

The Master of Ceremonies gets swept up in a tango with Jay...

...which leads to intense sex upstairs in his room.

Warnings: Uh, sex. And cuddling, if you squint. ]

(no subject)

[runningred]

There are a couple of mechanics in the bar tonight.

Jay’s still rebuilding his damaged suit, his utility belt spread out across the table. There are half a dozen little silver spheres on the table and a bunch of little vials, all colour coded. He’s botherable but I won’t touch any of those. Just in case.

Minx on the other hand as large holographic display sitting on the bar, playing with it and making notes. It’s a car; a very, very fast car, rotating in the air in front of her about the size of a large cat. She rotates it, pulling parts off and running tests on them. Someone might want to remind her she has coffee going cold.

(no subject)

[electro_kinetic]

The office of the New York City Medical Examiner is not a happy place. It's sterile, all mint-green tile and stainless steel, fluorescent lights and the overwhelming scent of cleaner. Bleach.

Noriko comes through the door seeming to lack something of herself. She doesn't look any different, dressed in a pair of jeans and a sweater against the cold, same blue hair and all, but somehow...subdued. It's not every day a normal person sees a friend's dead body, and even for someone like Noriko for whom it's more usual than she likes, seeing one that has nothing to do with mutants hits a part of her she didn't think about. From the happiness last time to this has left her insides feeling like they're doing a spectacularly unpleasant free-fall. And it's not like she's never known people who've died, either: this is just the first one from before she was an X-Man.

(no subject)

[isawit]

 Cat is sitting at one end of Bar and staring at three different take-out boxes while she works on a hot dog. The containers are open and have a plastic spoon poking out of the food--which is cheap and easy to make, the type you find in free food given to the homeless. Each spoon also has a bright spot of green in their bowl.

 Someone is seriously targeting street kids and Cat isn't sure what she can do about it.

[OOC: Here for about an hour and then slows till tomorrow.]