our true selves.

Who: Natalie Kelly & Dexter Henley (npc'd)
What: Happily Ever After?
When: 3/37/2010, Late evening
Where: Chicago, IL
Warnings: Angst, Mild language?

Who: Dex & Kel
What: Keeping warm
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: Dex' place (Chicago)
Warnings: Rated M for Naughtiness?

Who: Natalie/Keleios, Jax/John, Dex/Dresden
What: Post Traumatic Stress
When: Friday, January 29th
Where: Chicago
Warnings: Language, Angst, mentions of Violence

Who: Kel & Dex
What: Dinner, drinks, & conversation
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: Dex' place, Chicago
Warnings: TBD

Who: Jax Creedy and Dexter Henley
What: Post picture discussions
Where: Their apartment
Warnings: Language more than likely


( When the hurting time has come, and it seems your whole world has come undone, look inside yourself, you'll find the strength to make you strong )

Who: Kel, Dex, Jax
What: Working some Runes
When: Monday 12/28
Where: Chicago
Warnings: Jax' mouth?

Who: Dexter Henley and Natalie Kelley
What: Meeting
Where: Pub in Chicago
When: When Dex came back to the Reincarnate Radar
Warnings: Will update if necessary


( Search for yourself, cause you're the hardest thing you ever have to find )

Who: Hannah Lockhart (Bob) and Dexter Henley (Dresden)
What: Reuniting a girl with her skull
When/Where: Agency Office, Chicago, at least to start
Warnings: Possibly swearing? Not a bunch, I wouldn't think.

( She'd lose her own head, if it wasn't attached. )

Who: Dex and Daniel
What: Drinks
Where/When: A pub called The Kings Head in Chiswick, England/We'll say last night
Warnings: Drinking adults. Could be trouble, nothing major.


Dex had used the MTN once before, to visit Jax in Chicago, so he knew what to expect. Of course London was a bit farther away, and when he emerged on the other side, he needed a moment to compose himself, before he went off in search of the pub his new friend had mentioned. He thought it a little ridiculous to go all the way to London for a drink, but he did hate to drink alone. Drinking along usually had the opposite effect of what he was hoping for, drinking with someone usally helped shut off the voices for a while.

So he made his way to The King's Head in Chiswick, and stepped inside. He took a deep breath, letting the familiar scents of a good bar fill his nose. He closed his eyes as he exhaled, fully investing himself in the moment. Now, he just needed to find the man he was to meet...