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October 5th, 2011


[info]featheredx in [info]artofwar_rpg

Our friend Java

Who: Kitty and Warren
What: A coffee run, catching up
When: 8am
Where: en route to cafe
Rating/Warnings: N/A
Status: Open | In Progress

It was early, but he'd already had his wing stretches that morning in time to catch the sunrise. Sometimes he missed staying in his home in San Fran and seeing the sunset over the Pacific. Or his home in Colorado. Witnessing the sun come over the Rocky Mountains was majestic glory. Though he preferred to fly, sometimes it made more sense to take the car. His modest Ferrari purred on the autumn leaf littered roads, bringing them to one of his favorite, if not the closest, cafe bistro's in the state. When you drove a Ferrari, everything seemed close.

He had the top down and some tunes on the radio and shot Kitty a smile in the passenger seat. "Do you want to drive us back when we're done?"

[info]theresaxcassidy in [info]artofwar_rpg

Who: Theresa Cassidy/Siryn, Logan Howlett/Wolverine
What:
When: October 5, 1963
Where: The roof!
Rating/Warnings:
Status: Open, in progress

Terry wasn't quit ready yet to brave the kitchen during it's busier hours. The idea of a stream of smalltalk and how-are-you-where-are-you-from-how'd-you-get-here wearied her, although it was probably a good idea to make some contact with people who weren't Charles Xavier and Emma Frost. (Though she was fond of both of them.) But truth be told, Terry was rather shy and unused to dealing with people honestly, and pulling on one of the fake identities she used in the outside world to smooth over such conversations wouldn't do her good here.

So as was becoming her habit, she'd retreated to the roof, laid out on her back and a beer open and balanced on her stomach as she listened to the mutterings of the house below her and watched the sun go down. Autumn was her favorite time of year, the weather just the right side of cool and wet. Summer was a special level of hell after all and she wasn't sorry to see it go.

[info]plays_with_fire in [info]artofwar_rpg

Babydoll just come alive under the spotlight, all the girls wanna fall in line...

Who: John and Shan
What: A much needed break from training while the master of the house is away.
Where: A classy burlesque club
When: Sometime early October
Warnings: Some for language and scantly clothed women
Status: Closed; In progress


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