Bellum Letale Logs

Who: Piper and Daniel
What: Bagels and playing Santa Claus
Where: R1
When: Christmas morning
Warnings: Eggnog?

( In which Santa does not get stuck in a chimney )

Who: Vlad {narrative, closed}
What: How one of the most infamous men in the building spends his Christmas.
Where: P3
When: The 25th (today!)
Warnings: Surprisingly, none.
Notes: This is what I do while I wait for my house to be flooded with people.

Who: Aaron & Shiloh
What: Brotherly love: arguing.
Where: Outside Precinct
When: After Aaron gets Trenton to bust Shiloh out. With bail money.
Warnings: Mature subject matter, at worst.

Aaron was cold, but at least he wasn't in the police station. For the men and women who worked there, the place was like an office building, a second home, a break room, and hell, all at once. Everyone else saw it on the worst day of their lives. The place was thick with every negative emotion there was a word for, and some there wasn't. On Aaron's skin it felt like a really bad sunburn that had gone rancid, and in his mind it made him anxious and resentful when he wasn't angry or scared, the latter two definitive names for a broad range of emotions. To keep his mind off of it he paced the sidewalk outside the snowbank that made up the border between precinct and road.