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Jul. 17th, 2015


[info]sightless

[Saint R.]

[Saint R.]

There are two friends of mine thou may see, coming fo in and out.

[...] My [...] Sorry.

Jul. 2nd, 2015


[info]shutterbugged

Saint: Marvel --> Penny Dreadful

Who: Saint R.
What: Making back-up plans.
When: Recently. Post-attack, but not too far post-attack.

Nothing was black and white. Or was it? )

Jun. 17th, 2015


[info]sightless

[Clem, Saint.]

[Saint R.]

Pray, do not pawn my space?

[Clem M.]

I think it wise thou dost not return for a time hence.

Jun. 12th, 2015


[info]published

[Public.]

[Unclear print lines. Slight angle.]

Dear Mother Tabbyskins, and how are you now, let me feel your pulse, so-so, show your tongue, bow-wow!

Very sick, very sick!

Please attempt to purr.
Will you take a draught or pill, which do you prefer?

Doctor Dog comes nearer, says she must be bled.
I heard Mother Tabbyskins screaming in her bed.

Very fast very fast scuffling out and in, Doctor Dog looks full and queer
Where is Tabbyskin?
I will tell the moral without any fuss:
those who lead the young astray always suffer thus.

Very nice, very nice let our conduct be.
For all doctors are not mice, some are dogs, you see.

Jun. 9th, 2015


[info]shutterbugged

Louis D, Matthew M

[Separately: Louis D, Matthew M]

You're not caught up in this, are you? Let me know you're alright.

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. 29th, 2015


[info]shutterbugged

Matt M

[Matt M]

[Scribbled messily, but he knows Matt isn't the one who reads it.]

Everyone I know either had a terrible time or nothing happened. Which camp do you fall into? Think fast, picking up beer.

May. 27th, 2015


[info]shutterbugged

Louis D, Wren H

[Louis D]

So was that bad for you? It was strange for me.

[Wren H]

Are you alright?

May. 14th, 2015


[info]published

[Public.]

This is the first time the beer in Prague hasn't smelled good. I think.

May. 12th, 2015


[info]handlewithcare

Group Lock

[Group Lock: Wren H, Luke H, Clementine M, Shane A, Graham R, Jack C, Saint R, Thor]

Hi Everyone,

Daisy's second birthday is on Wednesday. I'm having a little party for her from 4:30-7:30 at Nelson A. Rockefeller Park in the
North end of Battery Park City. There's a playground there, and a nice view. It's a pretty fun park.

There will be cake and pizza, so if you want to come let me know so I know how many pizzas to get. It's super laid back, definitely casual and no gifts are necessary. And I can promise good weather! No worries if you can't make it, I know it's the middle of the week and really short notice, but I really hope you can come by at least for a bit.

-Evie

May. 6th, 2015


[info]shutterbugged

Louis D, Lin A, Wren H + Luke H, public

[Louis D]

Hello.

[Lin A]

Hi.

[Wren H + Luke H]

The children are alright. They're with Jess at the East Shelter.

[Public]

[Just the one photograph ]

Apr. 26th, 2015


[info]sightless

[Public, Gwen S. and Saint R.]

[Public, as Matthew M.]

The man that speaks the news, what best is the station to hear him?

[Gwen S.]

How now, Arachne?

[Saint R.]

May I beg assistance with these hangman's ties? They do not lie right about my neck. In my home t'would be a good thing, but not here.

[info]awry

Queens: Wren & Saint.

Who: Wren and Saint + Luke
What: Taking pictures in bad places
Where: Queens, alleys and backstreets
When: Nowish
Warnings/Rating: Violence & NPC death

Wren started out at the park, just like she'd said. Midday, and children laughing. Gus was at school, and she'd left Lia at the NYPD daycare. Luke was working, and she texted him to tell him the name of the park. It had all started out right, sun high in the sky and laughter catching and carrying on the Spring wind. She was dressed in a bright yellow sundress, a tiny cream shrug overtop and her camera-bag slung across her middle. She wasn't scared to be out; she was better about the noises now. Loud, they jarred her, but she could come back from it in a few seconds. No closets and locked doors, and no dead children to worry about. Just the sun on the crown of her cinnamon hair, and her toes curling in her sandals.

She snapped pictures of children on slides and monkey bars, and no one thought anything of the harmless young woman behind the camera lens. She was going to get releases, but someone caught her attention. Out of the corner of her eye, a little boy, curls and dirty feet. Running, and she followed. Maybe she shouldn't, but she did. She snapped a picture as he met with some older men on a corner, as he pulled a fistful of something from one pocket and exchanged it for a roll of money. He was young, five or six, about Gus' size, and Wren watched from behind a camera lens with a quiet snap of images. Unconcerned, though she should be, and she followed when the little boy moved on. His bare feet, and that was dangerous in New York.

She didn't really notice as the streets became dirtier and dirtier. The girls on the streets were red-rimmed eyes and short skirts, and the little boy danced between them like they were his family. She remembered the streets; she remembered how that felt, and she followed as he ducked into a dark alley, maw wide, and she snapped pictures of the graffiti and the trashcan-fire she could see burning deep, deep in the dark space, laundry overhead hanging from the fire escapes and obscuring the midday light. And the boy began scaling the fence at the end of the alley, and Wren followed into the dark.

Apr. 1st, 2015


[info]sightless

Log: Matthew & Saint, céad míle fáilte.

Who: Matthew & Saint
What: Roommates
Where: Marvel's New York
When: Recently
Warnings/Rating: Clean and safe.

Of those responses to the flyer that had been taped to the wall, Matthew was one of the least intrusive.  )

Feb. 16th, 2015


[info]roomsdesires

Wish - Saint R (+others)

[In accordance with Saint's request, there is the potential for one really good thing to happen in the lives of Wren, Luke, Evie, Preston, Lin, Sam, and Louis.

In addition, the umbrella of the wish is cast over any of the former residents of Vegas who are currently displaced throughout the hotel. Nothing that will hurt another. Nothing big or ostentatious. But all who are not immune to the magic will experience one good, spontaneous thing.]

Feb. 12th, 2015


[info]shutterbugged

Louis D, Luke H/Wren H, Preston R

[Louis D]

I thought perhaps a day was a break. Of a sort. Room to breathe. Hi.

[Wren H/Luke H: collectively]

Evie's back. So I thought the silence. It had gone too long. Are you all right? Both of you. Either of you.

[Preston R]

Are you wishing?

Feb. 11th, 2015


[info]strikethose

[locked to sam a, neil d, lin a, cris m, saint r, zatanna z]

[Roughly a day after this. Tightly clutching the weathered saint metal on its gleaming chain.

A few short pen strokes, then:]

Hello?

Feb. 4th, 2015


[info]handlewithcare

Various locks

[Locked: Shane A]

Okay so the snow was a total accident, But if I melt it all at once it's going to be an even bigger mess, if Frozen were real Elsa would have flooded her entire Fjord Kingdom. But I'll handle it. And then I probably need to get out of here.

If any bad guys like, I don't know, Magneto or something come here looking for me because of the weird weather pattern thing shoot them in the face I don't care who it is. Thanks, I'm going to research Chinooks.

[Saint R]

Are you in Marvel buried in snow?

[Posted Anon To Spider-Lady From the News???]

Was everyone okay?

[info]genome

[Locked to so many]

[Locked to Joey A, Shane A, Iris M, Russ C, Lin A, Daniel W, Cris M, Neil D, Casey D, Jack C, Saint R, Preston R]

Hey, so Lou is sick and has some fucked up magic thing going on that's been causing his insomnia or whatever. He's missing, and we need to get him back, but we don't know where he is. If anyone hears about weird shit in their door, or hears from him, or is willing to go help find him or whatever, holla? He needs to get medical attention. He can do some magic shit that puts ppl to sleep too, so don't let him touch you or whatever if he's acting weird.

If anyone finds him, return him to Neil.

Feb. 3rd, 2015


[info]roomsdesires

Saint R

That's an interesting name. Are you religious, or is it supposed to be ironic?

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