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May. 23rd, 2019



[The stream of people who ordinarily filter into Hookerville of a late night, bringing with them cash and custom and all the pleasantries of the skin-trade have begun to trickle elsewhere. The rooms in the motel are permanently let, it would seem. And the girls who work within them are happy, well-paid and shockingly, appear to enjoy what they're up to. One man, notorious for enjoying the line between pleasure and pain a smidge too much, disappears overnight. He leaves a wife and a teenage son, both of whom are more relieved than grieving.]

May. 19th, 2019




Were you the artist in a dream?

May. 6th, 2019




[Rae emerges from the dream with the sense of inevitability and so now, then that lingers on the skin like old perfume. When is a hiding place no longer a hiding place, or isn't that how the joke goes? It ends in prisons, or she thinks that's the punchline in the back of a car that deposits her smoothly at the edge of the Red Light district in the Capital. Of course, she could spend a day or two or six in the area of town where crime is unpredictable and the blocks, the streets are contested between gangs and no one would notice a few bodies in the morning. But she doesn't feel like it. Rae wishes to consume and she spends a full night in the District. There are three, by morning. A pair of high heels, a briefcase, a pair of glasses that the man had held by the arm and tapped the earpiece against his mouth. Discards, not dead but certainly not thinking anything coherent.

When Rae returns to town, it's like taking hot wind from the Sahara with her. For the first night, it's one of the girls from the Capital who takes the bus out of the city and the room rented for her in the Motel is somehow far nicer on the inside than any of the others. The men who come that night, talk. And the next night, there are four girls and more men and by the third, the Motel is pulling, determinedly it has to be said, at the anchor that is Hookerville in the cheap shanty-town on the outskirts and hauling it into its orbit. Rae isn't competing so much as she's not quite decided what she'll do with the competition.]

Mar. 22nd, 2019



[Carefully.] I wish to buy or borrow a circular saw.

Mar. 3rd, 2019


Leslie L, Kratos S

[Leslie L]

We had someone who claimed to be Loki before. He sounded nothing like him.

[Kratos S]

How unpleasant was your little head about me?

Feb. 25th, 2019


[ Trio Lock ]
I trust we have all survived.

[ Rae ]
How fares your winter?

[ 'Akela' as 'Vana' ]

[ Public, Anon ]

Far too many legends paint wolves as fools.

Feb. 3rd, 2019


Log: Kratos and Rae

Who: Kratos and Rae
What: A hookup.
Where: Kratos' place in the Neighborhood.
When: Christmas. Listen, I'm slow. It's pathetic. I'm sorry.
Warnings/Rating: I guess it's kinda PG13.

( 'I made an invitation.' She looked the length of his massed presence and raised one eyebrow. 'One I thought needed no real elaboration.' )

Jan. 26th, 2019


public, seven m, marta f, nel l


Masked balls always make me think of secrets. What do you burn to confess to, with a willing audience and anonymity? Do you have any secrets you've kept for so long they're old, and worn and emptying out of power?

[Seven m]

Did she take it?

[Marta F]

[Because she is curious.] Hello, darling.

[Nel L]


Jan. 25th, 2019


For those of you who do not wish to participate in a masked Bacchanalia, come to The Chamberlain for some normal hedonism. Honestly. I should dedicate a room in the back for you buckets of

Jan. 23rd, 2019



Any bars in this town hiring?
New girl on the block needs a job.

Jan. 10th, 2019


[Public, anon]

[When this begins. Anonymously.]

How enchanting.

Dec. 24th, 2018


Secret Santa: Rae B

Okay. So. This is my favorite holiday there is and giving is one of my favorite things in the whole world. Plus I've always wanted to be Santa...and now I get to be.

So. Lay it on me. I don't even care if you think you should be on the naughty list. Tell me something you want.

Dec. 19th, 2018


Delivery: Rae Brisin

[Some really nice and expensive coffee, all French. No creamer.]

Dec. 17th, 2018


Rae Brisin

[Rae B.]

You seem like you got your shit together. Do you need anything this year?

Nov. 20th, 2018



I'd like to lodge a complaint. If someone shoves a religious pamphlet down the front of your shirt and declares that you "Need Jesus," I'm relatively confident that is less than kosher with the law, and also a very bad impression to give a newcomer. I should at least be permitted to speak to the local tourism board.

Nov. 18th, 2018




What is the common consensus on the experience of the evening?

Nov. 14th, 2018


Wrap up: Spin me right round/Rocking

Who: Spin me right round / Rocking
What: Wrap-up
Warnings: Probably none.

A book )

Oct. 14th, 2018


The Cat: Rae and Kratos

Who: Rae and Kratos
When: Recent
Warnings: N/A

Rae chose the Cat like she chose everything else: on whim )

Sep. 30th, 2018




Isn't the game truth or dare? Be bold, Repose. You might even win something that isn't cheap whiskey.

Sep. 11th, 2018



[Claire J.]

Hi. Okay?


I apologize for what can only be described as a Lord of the Flies situation in the historical fiction the other day. To make it up to you, I've placed these around town to help us through these trying times.

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