Reality Crash

The Players : Lois Lane & Jonah Trimble..
What: Lois has a screening process, got it?
Where : Grounds For Insanity.
When : Saturday morning, January 14th, 2012.
Rating : Um.. we'll see.
Notes : It's backdated by a DAY, ok? I'm doing better with this timing thing. YEESH. I'll get this thing to land right at some point! My driving is worse than The Doctor's.

( Yes, there was a mushroom table and yes, Lois 'owned' it. )

The Players : Lois Lane & Steve Rogers.
What: Lois attempts to cook for Steve...
Where : Abigail Winters Manor, specifically the guest house by the pond.
When : Saturday morning, November 26th, 2011.
Rating : PG/PG13.
Notes : I kinda want muffins now.

( Lois should never be allowed anywhere near a kitchen without supervision... )

The Players : steve rogers and lois lane.
What: lois' return.
Where : abigail manor.
When : after his recent comm post.
Rating : pg.
Notes : he can't help he's a delusional 90-year old virgin.

It was a battle getting Lois back. Steve had prepared himself for a battle, but not that kind. The older gentleman had finally helped him, but it took a lot of dancing around in circles to get to that point. At least the older man followed through in the end. Even if it took some work, he couldn't help but be grateful that someone had been there for Lois that hallowed eve. Otherwise she would have been left to the mercy of the streets.

Now he had to shift gears as he went from one waiting game to another. At first he was waiting for his superior to come barking orders through the door on what she expected them to do that day. It was no surprise when she didn't show up at first. There was an awkward ending the last night they met. It had to have been just as embarrassing for her as it was for him. Sure, he had been talking like a scallywag, but he didn't use a kiss as a defense mechanism either. On the scale of things, he thought he had less things to be embarrassed about than she did. There may have been an unsavory thing or two that came spilling out of his mouth, but at least he hadn't tried to steal her chastity.

Now he had to wait for her to come out of her coma. If it wasn't soon, he knew he was going to have to take her to the hospital, but if he could he'd like to keep watch on her here. Dragging the chair at her bedside closer, Steve could only hope he wasn't invading her privacy being here. He didn't always sit at her side. He knew he had to take care of himself, or she'd hit him when she did get up. Most of the time though, he was there, praying quietly that she would wake up and blame him for everything that happened at the ball. It made him smile, thinking about her accusation to come. It was like Lois to do that. He'd be disappointed by any other outcome.

Folding one arm over the other, he leans back as comfortably as he could in his chair. He was getting tired, sitting here waiting, but what if she woke up? She'd be confused. It'd be good for her if he was here to explain everything. He'd just close his eyes and rest here. With her room door left open, no one would think they were fonduing in private, or anything else socially unacceptable. Instead it was just one friend looking over another, waiting patiently for some kind of result.

The Players : Lois Lane & Oliver Queen.
What: A certain reporter decides to go to the big city and finds something better than information.
Where : The lovely city of Metropolis.
When : Tonight, well after dark.
Rating : PG/PG13. I don't think it'll get worse than that.
Notes : Why yes, her costume is back.

( Lois was impulsive, loud, and always looking for trouble. )

The Players : steve rogers/captain america. open post.
What: the captain arrives.
Where : local park.
When : after the entrances of the other dames.
Rating : pg for this good ol' boy.


Steve Rogers let the calm sound of the wind and the light crunch of the leaves take away his thoughts. All his problems were his own and no amount of alcohol would take that away. He'd have to buck up and learn to roll with the punches.

It all started when he wanted to contribute something-- be a proud member of the American race. Steve didn't want to be a hero, the likelihood of that seemed... laughable. He just wanted to know he had done his part and he did it to the best of his abilities. Joining the army wasn't a conscious effort to be a Nazi-killing soldier, but rather a chance to protect the people and the country he loved.

A cute girl jogged by, giving him an approving glance. He smiled, to be kind, but he had no interest of a new 'dance partner' just yet. Especially knowing her "approval" was probably of his 'scientific enhancements' rather than his actual worth as a human being. After losing his chance to dance with the intelligent and equally beautiful Peggy Carter, he had lead in his shoes. Besides, if he could nap for 70 years and it just felt like another lazy Sunday rest, how could he even fathom the idea of a lifetime dance partner? He didn't want to watch all that he learned to love wither and die. But that was him bordering on sulkiness again.

Gotta take the high road, Capt., or you're in for a miserable ride.

It was probably something Fury would say if he knew his thoughts. Which reminded him, he was on a mission. Ending up in Red Oaks was, well for lack of a better word, a surprise. Chasing a villain in the rain one minute, only to be in a warm, sunny Red Oaks the next does that to a man though. Strange wasn't a new ball game for him, but even this one tipped the scales.

So where to begin? He was given a spyglass and a region to search but no compass. How was he supposed to know if he was going North or West? Logic said he should let history be his guide. Maybe the archives around here would give him a lead. It could be a dead end, but it was a start. And if he had learned anything, it was the fact that a man just needed a start. The rest would eventually fall into place.

The Players : Lois Lane.
What: Ms. Lane's timely arrival. It's open to anyone, but can also stand alone as a narrative.
Where : First in Metropolis, Kansas and then in parking lot in Red Oak, Delaware.
When : About a day or so after the events in Inspector Tanith's post.
Rating : PG/PG13. Can't see it being worse than that.
Notes : This isn't an excuse to have Lois in a costume for giggles. Ok, maybe it is.

( Sometimes Lois wondered if she was born under a bad sign... )