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Nov. 2nd, 2015


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Clementine M

[Locked to Clementine M]

I'd like to speak to you if you've a moment.

Oct. 30th, 2015


[info]author

public

Has anyone seen my typewriter?

Oct. 5th, 2015


[info]author

public, jean g, trystan c

[public]

This headache is about to knock me on my ass.

[Locked to Jean G]

Tomorrow?

[Locked to Trystan C]

I'm sorry. I really am.

Sep. 23rd, 2015


[info]life_incarnate

Telepathy: Liam R/Jean G

[Telepathy: Liam/Jean]

[She hasn't heard from him in a few days, and her concern gets the better of her. The presence is warm, just barely brushing the edges of his mind.]

Please don't be alarmed. This is Jean Grey. I am checking in. Are you alright?

Sep. 17th, 2015


[info]author

[public]

I'm looking for a doctor. A surgeon. Something like that.

Sep. 15th, 2015


[info]life_incarnate

Public; Mutants

[After the reports of this come out.]

[Public]

No matter what the news reports, I feel the need to reiterate that not all mutants are terrorists.

[Individual locks: Faol R, Ronan X, Pepper P, MK R, Wanda M, Billy K]

I need to know that you are safe.

Aug. 17th, 2015


[info]author

public

I can't be the only one wishing for a do over button.

Aug. 1st, 2015


[info]luckiestnumber

Crim M, Marta F

[During this.]

[Cris M]

you know where he is???

[Marta F]

liam's in trouble. left tommy with you and the baby

[And then, not that he expects an answer, but he has to try: Liam R]

RING!

[info]author

[public]

Fuck

not good.

Jul. 27th, 2015


[info]author

gotham: trystan & liam

Who: Trystan & Liam
What: Roommates
Where: The new place in Gotham
When: Recent!
Warnings/Rating: TBD

[Yeah, the place wasn't much to speak of, but it wasn't a hotel room, and it had that going for it at least. Shabby, one bedroom, stained walls and carpeting, but he wasn't complaining. It was a place to stay, a roof over his head, and he wasn't alone.

Funny how 'not being alone' had come to be one of those things that was important to him. He could remember living on his own, being okay with it, but now the quiet, the solitude, it felt imposing and suffocating, and just knowing that another person was sharing the space with him was enough to put some of the voices in his head at ease.

The corner of the living room (or what constituted a living room in the cramped space) had become his. Notebooks and cheap pens, an ash tray and a crumpled pack of cigarettes. He was slouched against the wall, feet bare and wings concealed beneath a thin t-shirt, a cigarette in hand as he stared down at the notebook balanced on one knee.

Writer's block. A cement wall that he couldn't find a way over.]

Jul. 26th, 2015


[info]author

[Public]

Maybe writing again isn't such a bad idea. Thoughts on paper, stories on paper, right?

I bet it'd be good again. I could be good again.

Jul. 20th, 2015


[info]agoodman

public

[Because he's torn about this and could go either way. Public, but not visible to Ronan.]

First year anniversary: stay in or go out?

Jul. 16th, 2015


[info]author

[public]

Anyone got a line on some quick cash?

Jun. 15th, 2015


[info]luckiestnumber

Hels W, Sam A, Marta F

[Public: After Marta yells at him, he yanks the public.]

[Sam A, Hels W: It's a fucking girl! The birth announcement comes with a picture of Bean in all of her pink-faced newborn glory, with her shock of downy black hair (Seven likes to sweep it up into a fauxhawk style whenever Marta's not looking) and green eyes like her father's.]

Sawyer Olivia Flores Morgan
born at 7:12 pm on 6 June 2015
6 lbs 2 oz


She's fucking perfect.

[Marta F: A wide, flat jewellery box is left on her pillow. Inside is a necklace in 16K white gold, with three small, blue stones: sapphire, alexandrite, and tanzanite. The first two are his and the baby's birthstones - but Marta doesn't actually know her birth month, so he chose the tanzanite for the month that they met.]

Jun. 5th, 2015


[info]author

[Public]

The girl at the carnivale with the kitten.

You there?

May. 31st, 2015


[info]published

[Public.]

[Slanted. Ink.]

Here's a theory. We're all in Hell, and the doors are just an ironic joke. A door that doesn't go anywhere. Hilarious.

May. 27th, 2015


[info]luckiestnumber

Marta, Liam, Sam, Helena

[Phone call to Marta. The second that she picks up:]

For the love of god, tell me that you're fucking alright. Both of you.

[Liam, after hesitation]

You make it?

[Sam]

Honey?

[Helena]

No catastrophic vehicular accidents this time around, that's got to count as an improvement.

May. 26th, 2015


[info]author

[public, trystan c]

[Public]

The hotel never fails to disappoint, does it?

[Locked to Trystan C]

Come over?

May. 3rd, 2015


[info]author

quicklog: liam & trystan

[The hotel wasn't much to look at; water-stained ceilings, walls gone yellow from years of smokers, and carpeting that had seen better days, worn down to just threads in places. But he hadn't picked the place for the atmosphere. No, he picked it because he could pay in cash and they didn't ask questions.

Night had set some hours ago, the hallway dark as he made his way back to his room on the second floor. Shoulders were hunched up to his ears, defensive, dark hair curling around his ears and several weeks of bear growth making him nearly indistinguishable from his time in the Marvel door. This was a big change from polished marble, stainless steel, and black leather, but truth be told, he didn't miss it. The dirt and the grime, this was where a person like him belonged.

Liam shoved a hand in his pocket to find the key to his room, fumbling through gum wrappers and the myriad of things that seemed to accumulate when you didn't carry a backpack to shove things in. He was distracted, a bad place to be in in a city like this.]

Apr. 24th, 2015


[info]author

[public]

They're never quite the same when they return, are they?

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