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[27 Apr 2009|01:11am] |
Who: Lilo and Iosef
When: Dinner time
Where: Eurycleia's Cafe
Lilo entered the little cafe happily, looking around. She liked this place, it was comfortable and smelled nice. Sure, Chef Blackthorne wasn't in here, but she trusted the food to be quiet well and she liked the feel and decor it had.
Looking around she walked over to a booth, sitting and smoothing her cotton candy pink skirt and then making sure that the small vest of matching color was buttoned properly. She had let go of her father's coat and opted for her baby blue jacket, but inside the booth she slipped out of it and arranged it so that it kept her warm when she leant back but wasn't trapping her. Otherwise she was wearing her usual bobble jewelry and glittery hair clips, striving to look as nice as possible for her friend in case he got her message and came. She was going to wait for twenty minutes, and if he didn't come she'd eat dinner and take the hint.
If he did come, though, and they had a nice meal, she had something of great importance to ask him, having come to a conclusion that things needed to change after she'd woken up halfway through the night of another nightmare and spent the rest of the night hugging a pillow and sobbing to herself. Things had to change or she would never get any sleep, and if she got no sleep then she couldn't be happy and perky, and if she wasn't happy and perky than she'd just be crying all the time and no use at all to anybody.
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| caring for Hector |
[27 Apr 2009|03:17am] |
Who: Hector and Leto
When: Early evening
Where: The medical station
Usually a patient would be woken in the recovery room, but Leto had decided against waking him. She'd kept him on an IV for antibiotics and pain medicine, and had since been simply monitoring him closely. It seemed he would have no problem recovering. The operation had been a success.
Leto sat not far from Hector's bed, with only a small desk lamp on the counter behind her for light. Hector was likely to still be in a lot of pain, he might as well sleep as long as he could. She'd had a busy day, but now she took the time to simply sit and write notes on everything that had happened. She couldn't believe she'd actually done it.
( Waaaake up... )
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| Goodnight Sweetheart |
[27 Apr 2009|02:12pm] |
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Who: Graham and an informant
Where: Above the aft-port elevators
When: nine pm or there about
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[27 Apr 2009|08:01pm] |
Who: Sean and Kevin
What: Darts
Where: Cult of Dionysus
When: ten or eleven
It had been a long time since Sean had done this, eight long years. But tonight he ordered two beers at the bar, to be delivered to Kevin. He made sure it was the kind Kevin had been drinking before. He got the stand by, beer of the root, himself.
Sean had dropped Molly off at Tyche's favor so she could watch a bunch of adults get drunk and get naked. His gut was still churning at that one. But at least she had friends present. That and he knew she was too body conscious to be doing any of the undressing. He'd never seen the extent of the damage, but the way his mother had cried for a full day after she had seen, he wasn't sure he wanted to. Yeah, it was sticking his head in the sand. He knew enough from the written report.
Sean was also a bit worried as there were two people he'd tried to track down today with no luck. It could mean nothing, it could mean the worst.
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