Doors Logs

Who: Raegan / Jon Snow
What: Memories Plot.
Where: A park.
Things to avoid: Nothing.

It was early enough that not many people were out, but Raegan didn't mind. She was sprawled out on her back, the grass warm and prickly against her shoulders, staring up at the lightening sky as Ghost nosed her arm in an attempt to get her to play. She'd brought a tennis ball for this very purpose, and she tossed it away without looking, while the dog ran off barking to retrieve it. She didn't know why she was out here instead of back at the Wynn, still in bed, but she'd always had a tendency to wander, and lately she'd been doing a lot of it. Yeah, she had vague goals of finding a proper job and doing things with her time, but right now she was tired, and all she wanted to do was this. The guy who'd killed Maren was still out there, and nobody was doing anything about it, not as far as she knew. She just wished she didn't feel so useless. Ghost returned with the ball and dropped it on her stomach, panting happily, and she sat up with a sigh, scratching behid his ears absently. She felt a little dizzy, sure but chalked it up to the sudden shift in balance and her lack of appetite as of late.

Who: Ian / Stannis
What: Memories Plot.
Where: LVPD headquarters.
Things to avoid: Nooothing.

Paperwork was normally an accepted part of his job, but today, it became the bane of his existence. He simply didn't have the attention span necessary to focus, and his concentration waned, circling back to Meredith, to how she was doing, to whether or not he should have remained home with her to ensure that she was alright. Yet there were other things that needed his attention; murders, new evidence, investigations which had been directed to him in the hopes that his tireless determination would bring results. Ian leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples with a sigh, glancing at the hours-old cup of coffee placed on the corner of his desk. He took an experimental sip and grimaced, rising from his seat to get a fresh cup. A momentary distraction, at least. He made it to the coffee machine before the dizziness hit, and he leaned against the table with a deep, careful inhale, shrugging off a concerned patrol officer who asked if he was alright. Yes, of course he was. He just needed a moment, that was all.

Who: Nikolai / Jaime Lannister
What: Memories Plot
Where: Villa @ The Wynn
Things to avoid: N/A

Nikolai was sitting on the couch, staring at graphs and numbers on his laptop. He'd rather be doing something else. but a man had to keep his earn... or earn his keep... or something.

'It's the second one', Jaime tells him, and by now, Nikolai has forgotten that not too long ago, hearing any voice in his head other than his own would have bought him a one-way ticket to a mental institution. But the running commentary was usually quite humourous, and having an inbuilt English dictionary wasn't so bad after all.

The blond cripple had something witty to say, but the migraine silenced him. Nikolai shut the laptop and got up long enough to grab himself a bottle of vodka before sinking slowly back into the couch. When in doubt, drink. When in pain, definitely drink some more.

Who: Dante Kessler / Eric Northman
What: Memories Plot
Where: At home, The Loft That Looks Like An IKEA Showroom At A Yet To Be Decided Location.
Things to avoid: N/A

He can't hear himself think as he cuts through the crowd in the nightclub and everyone is Moving Like Jagger. By now he should have gotten used to the noise and drunk people trying to flatten him between their sweaty bodies. But he's 40 this year, which is more than 20 years too old enjoy clubbing.

Forty. Jesus Christ. He finally makes it out to the flight of stairs at the back and sighs as he heads upstairs. He unlocks the door to his loft and slides the heavy metal door open and shut behind him. Tossing the keys onto the kitchen counter, he pours himself a glass of whiskey to accompany his existential crisis.

Cigarettes have never helped when it feels like the world is tilting at a dangerous angle, but the whiskey isn't sliding off the counter so he knows it's all in his head. He sits down on one of the tall stools at the counter and closes his eyes, smoking and drinking as he waits for it to pass.

Who: Mingmei/Tessa
What: Memories Plot
Where: Mingmei's dorm at the university
Things to avoid: NOTHING!


She'd woken up early Sunday morning, feeling a strange pounding in her head. It wasn't so abnormal with having another voice in her mind, but she almost wanted to know if the others were having this same sensation or not. Still, anxiety kept her from checking the journal too frequently. However, she did sit down at her desk to get started on her homework and that's when it hit her. A blinding, white pain clouded her mind and Mingmei collapsed to her bed almost immediately, falling into blissful darkness.

Who: Tristan M / Zoe Graystone
What: Memories Plot
Where: The basement of the Gardens
Things to avoid: Nothing!

Tristan couldn't remember the last time she slept. Odd aches and pains crept up on her when she'd been awake for this long, yet it didn't stop her from doing it repeatedly. Three days awake, two days asleep, two and a half days, a day and a half, it all varied wildly. She could already feel the migraine starting behind her eyes, but it was the dizziness that made her crawl across the rough floor in the basement, towards her beloved servers. She just needed to sleep, wasn't that it?

Who: Roy Mustang and Leonard Drury
Where: The Wynn, in the breakroom
What: Memories Plot
Things to Avoid: Nothing!

It started off as a regular, ordinary day. Leo was the concierge on duty that day and was taking his mid afternoon break in one of the staff rooms to the side of the main lobby. He´d been sitting down to have a much welcomed cup of coffee and within a few moments of him sitting down, Leo felt the headache on. He pinched his nose, trying to stop it from escalating, but that didn´t work so well. It didn´t take too long until he felt the wave of dizziness overcome him, and the concierge closed his eyes to try to prevent himself from passing out completely.

WHO Justine & Benji
WHAT Reunion!
WHEN Recently, before the memories stuff
WHERE On the Strip
WARNINGS None

( She hadn’t thought anything of the dark hair or the broad shoulders, things she always associated with her brother. )

Who: Rose Red, the Beast (and the merchant)
What: Locking Belle in the castle
Where: Fairy Tale Land
When: Before the Memories Plot
Warnings/Rating: None

( The Beast's claws screamed over the stone just behind the merchant's neck, and his glare was the malevolent glare of a mad dog as he pinned the man still more firmly to the wall. )