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Jan. 13th, 2016


[info]elfen

Ophelia L, Matt D

[Locked to Ophelia L]
Tell me, do you still play nice with Uncle Sam?

[Locked to Matt D]
You didn't kill anyone on the train. I'm impressed.

Dec. 15th, 2015


[info]stripes

[ OPEN to Mean-Eyed Cat Patrons]

Who: Grant, Cat, and whoever else.
What: Drinks and billiards. Super innocent stuff.
Where: Mean-Eyed Cat ("Good" Bar)
When: Evening. Recent.
Warnings/Rating: None yet.

The Mean-Eyed Cat was busy and crowded that night. There was a line for the pool table, short games and names scrawled at the bar. It smelled like hops, like cigarettes, and there was no rule about smoking inside there. The air was thick, and the music wasn't Christmas despite the chill in the air outside. No, keeping true to the bar's theme, the music had twang and soul, and the seats at the bar were all crowded together. People sat close, talked loud, and the bartender kept the drinks coming. The waitress wandered, taking orders from people on booths and in chairs, and the place was a warm kind of loud. A couple danced pressed together between bar and pool table, and nobody bothered them. The whole place had the feel of being just outside of real, an escape that didn't bother pretending to be anything but what it was. What happens at the Cat, stays at the Cat.

Grant was at the bar a few minutes after a non-existent whistle blew in a non-existent factory after a non-existent day in 1941, wondering where the time had gone and contemplating a beer that wouldn't get him drunk. He kept an eye out for his former compatriot, sparing a thought for her passing allegiances with the kind of speculative military calm that other people called "waiting." The people in this town had been friendly to a fault so far, and Grant had made a conscious effort to blend in, wearing a sweater and jeans (probably tailored a little too close because he had only worn them twice in his lifetime), and maybe it was strange to be in a bar without a crowd of men with tags around their necks.

Dec. 3rd, 2015


[info]awry

Public

[Public]

Rapunzel in her tower, circuits and blinking lights and a world bigger than it seems. Locked away but not, and let down her hair, and there's no need for that long, long braid, because there's light coming, bright and pixels and barbed wire rips through skin easily.

Be careful.

Dec. 1st, 2015


[info]stripes

[Quicklog: Leftovers with Grant, CLOSED]

[Grant had several plates with cheap plastic pie covers stacked in the passenger seat of his truck. The vehicle was a second-hand four wheel drive he'd bought from a farmer moving out of the county six months ago. He took out his phone and carefully punched out a post on the town forum that informed everyone where he was, and that he had the food ready. After a moment's thought, he told everyone to be cautious in this weather.

He'd made a lot of extras. When the holiday week arrived, Grant refused to sit around and feel sorry for himself, so on Wednesday he had started cooking and he hadn't stopped until Friday morning. It had been very satisfying, making all those good things out of raw and uncollected ingredients, an act of unskilled creation that Grant had enjoyed immensely. It helped him keep his mind off the places he had been and the things he had done, in the months previous.

He parked outside the General Store and opened a thermos of hot coffee.]

Nov. 30th, 2015


[info]carnivalking

eddie/steph/mere/public

[Sent to Deputy Stephanie M.]
[A very harmless Carnival ticket. No note.]

[Meredith J.]

Have time for a reading?

[Public]

I could have sworn I heard Latin chanting at the church, yesterday. That's not typical for a small town, is it?

Nov. 28th, 2015


[info]inspiteofcages

My original plans were vetoed, but with the turkey finished and the leftovers packed away, it was time to get busy with decorations. I got to supervise this year and I think so far it looks pretty good.

All decked out )

[info]stripes

Public.

If you didn't get a real Thanksgiving or you just really like leftover turkey and stuffing, let me know, I have lots.

Nov. 25th, 2015


[info]prophetes

Public

[Public]

Someone just dropped off a whole load of Dickens. Anyone looking for a Christmas gift, we've got just about every Dickens there is, sometimes double over. (Why do you have two, sometimes three, copies of the same book, mysterious donor?)

Nov. 17th, 2015


[info]perspective

public

A scarf was lost last night, perhaps near the movie theatre.

Blue and grey. Wool.

If anyone has seen it, I would appreciate it being returned.

Thank you.

Nov. 16th, 2015


[info]awry

Public

Stay far, far away from the lake.

Nov. 13th, 2015


[info]risorgimento

[Public]

Where's a good place to find something to eat that isn't pie?