Doors Logs

Who: The Calendar Siblings
What: Dragging Toby home.
Where: The hospital Toby works at.
When: Backdated to.. a while ago?
Warnings/Rating: Cuteness.

( The intricacies of dishonesty were very often lost on Jan. He lacked the judicious sort of mind messy business such as that required. He never could keep any of the details straight and it all made him feel horribly guilty - especially when the person he was lying to was Toby. )

Who: October Fischer
What: An attack & a change
Where: The hospital October works out of.
When: This morning.
Warnings/Rating: Some vague descriptions of violence & injury

( One of the things that October Fischer usually enjoyed about working in a hospital instead of a private clinic was the variety of patients he had a chance to encounter.  )

Who: October and Aiden
What: Old acquaintances explaining the intricacies of dual personage. Also food.
Where: A diner
When: Way backdated, before the Christmas plot.

( And no. It’s not a princess, I’m extremely sorry to disappoint. )

Who: Elise & Toby
What: Hospital Room visits
Where: A rehabilitation facility.
When: Recently.
Warnings: None.

(  Pulling his glasses off, he gave a long look to the woman laying on the hospital bed, covered with the thin, institutional bedding, and he had to let out a sigh. )

Who: Will / Hansel
What: Memories Plot
Where: His and Evie's apartment
Things to avoid: Nothing sexually violent please. Violence is okay, though, as well as good sexy memories if you must.

Never a morning person, Will stayed in bed when Evie got up. He liked when they stayed in bed together, but he knew that she wasn't going to go very far, and that he could call for her to come back to bed at any time. He drifted in and out of sleep for a short while, but began to notice a headache forming behind his closed eyes. The apartment was big, but he could hear Evie moving through the other rooms, and was tempted to ask her to bring him something that would head off the pain of the headache.

Before he could, he heard a crash, the sound of a dish and silverware against a table. Instantly awake because he knew the sort of chaos Evie could create in the kitchen, he pushed the covers back and rose to his feet, about to call out to ask if everything was alright. The floor seemed to list to the side as he stood though, and his knees gave out before he could take more than a single step. "Ev-" His voice gave out with his knees, and buried fingertips in the soft pile of their bedroom rug.