Aug. 28th, 2008


Who: Simon, Roger, OPEN
Being up to something.  More immediately, having a cup of coffee.
Where: Not a Starbucks.
When: 3 pip
Rating: Sassy
Status: In progress

The Saint carefully studied the chalkboard featuring the little coffee shop's various varieties and turned a sunbeam-bright smile upon the barista.  "I'll have a boiling cold quadruple vente mocha Ferrari Gran Turismo, hold the british, with a dollop of cream - three shots, no, better make it four.  No ice, except for three pieces, and do please make sure they're proper cubes, sweetheart, you know how those chips upset my nerves."

The girl looked at him.

He beamed back.

She gave him a cup with something in it, and that was enough for him.

Jun. 29th, 2008


Who: Simon Templar, Roger Conway, it's a public place so it's OTA
Where: A park
When: Afternoon

This whole silence mess had at least had the positive effect of cutting down on the amount of inane chatter the general populace was wont to spout, but at the same time it was cutting down on the amount of inane chatter the Saint was wont to spout, and he was not at all certain this was a fair trade - particularly since, as remarkably clever as his method of stick-figure communication was, without proper words he was completely unable to record the poem that was forming in his head at the moment.

While the Saint had been off on his own, he'd trusted his favourite (not to say only, at least here in Los Angeles, because he would have been the favourite regardless) lieutenant with work of his own, with which he ought to be just about finished - which was why he was sitting on a bench in the park, where they'd agreed to meet at the conclusion of the job.

Simon was attempting to illustrate the concept of a bucket of martini on the back of someone else's business card,  in preparation for a post-park excursion to a bar.  He knew his Roger, and he knew the bar would be a necessary next step.

Jan. 13th, 2008


"We ought to settle down, start a family - "

who: Simon & Roger
where: Oh, wouldn't that be telling?  (Opens in a hotel room.)
when: Jan 13
summary: It was fine for Simon to live out of a suitcase, but it won't do with Roger here, now will it?
rating: NC-17 there is sex up ins

"Roger, darling," said Simon, his hands behind his back and a dangerously mild and innocent expression on his face, "I'm going to need you to close your eyes."

Jan. 9th, 2008


Marco -

Who: Roger, OTA (hopefully Simon - haha)
What: being lost in LA
Where: the public library
When: Tuesday do you have your coat?
How: if Simon shows, there will probably be m/m kissing - otherwise the rating should be mild. In Progress.

-Polo? )

January 2010




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