Knowhere IC

Who: Colonel Mustang & Lieutenant Hawkeye
What: Just some really depressing conversation.
When: After Riza gets back from Ed and York’s apartment.
Where: The Barracks - 400
Rating: Very high. Super depressing. And some violence. Don’t read this.
Status: Log - Complete

( He might wake up with a gun in his face or a pillow over his mouth and nose, but that wouldn’t change what had happened. She’d kissed him back. )

Who: Mary Winchester & Castiel
What: Mary can't find Dean.
When: After this.
Where: The Impala
Rating: Mild.
Status: Closed - Dropped

( Okay. Now he was going to take a quick look around Knowhere. For Dean. With his mother. This wouldn't be weird at all. )

Hey, does anyone have any.. hobbies?

You know, maybe playing guitar? Or.. pottery? Knitting?

Not picky here, people.

I've just realized I have no skills other than infiltration and killing people.

[TEXT TO CASTIEL]

- Is Dean with you?
- Because he's actually out of his car.
- For once.

Who: James & Sirius
What: Sirius is upset, James helps
Where: Someplace in Knowhere
When: After this
Warnings | Status: None | Log - Complete

( He’d come back to himself in a moment, but for a minute he just wanted the comfort and it was always easier to ask as a dog. No one minded animals, everyone touched them much more freely than they touched people. Sirius knew this from experience, too.  )

[Dick and Jason]

If you guys need anything you know you can call me right?

I'm sorry about Tim.

[Kara]
You doing okay?

I just had four passports go offline. Upon investigation this wasn't just a glitch and their owners have been returned to their own worlds.

Is anyone keeping a list..?

Queenie Goldstein, Timothy Drake, Dean Winchester and Barbara Gordon were the people returned.

Private to Dick

I'm coming over.

I have to be honest. I never thought in a million years I'd ever get to say 'I crawled on the face of a celestial.'

But today I did. I've been using some of the equipment and materials on Knowhere to see if I could upgrade my webshooters to work in space (so far, not so successful), and also working on getting my wall crawling to work on surfaces in space THROUGH a space suit. That was definitely successful.

Now I need lunch. Or dinner. What time is it? I never know anymore.

[Gamora]
I feel strange.

Characters: Meetra Surik and Open
When/Where: Monday Late Evening/The Black Market
Rating/Warnings: TBD (mentions of violence)

( They were the most sacred thing the Jedi had, and she wouldn't want them in any wrong hands )