Reality Crash

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Posts Tagged: 'faith+lehane'

Oct. 24th, 2011


[info]celestialintent
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[info]celestialintent
[info]realitycrash
The Players : Faith and Castiel
What: Cas wants more information. Also she'd make a possible ally.
Where : The library
When : Monday night
Rating : PG-13
Notes : Closed, incomplete.

At some point, there has to be a pub joke )

Oct. 19th, 2011


[info]therewasatime
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[info]therewasatime
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The Players : steve rogers/captain america. open post.
What: the captain is on a mission.
Where : grounds for insanity.
When : midday, october 19th.
Rating : pg-13 for faith's sexual humor.
Notes : he might have a little dust since I've been neglecting the poor boy. he needs some more companions, so I hope people will take advantage of an open post.

Steve Rogers had more or less been keeping himself locked up in the library since his arrival. The mystery of not only his arrival, but everything that had to do with the little town of Red Oak had grabbed his full attention. At times he had his research sidekick, Lois Lane, to keep him going. Other times, it was his own sheer determination that kept him from stopping. He was just not educated enough to know when to quit. While Steve may run into wall after wall, he just kept getting up into the fight and rushing in at full speed. He never did seem to know when to quit.

Today he had already spent the morning looking over the same documentation and getting no result. However he wasn't accompanied by his usual companion and by lunch time he wondered if somehow something else grabbed her attention. He didn't know much about Lois Lane, except she was headstrong and loved her doughnuts and coffee.

There was an idea. Maybe his new-found friend had stopped by her favorite doughnut shop to partake in a little mid-morning/early-afternoon gluttony.

Stepping into the shop, he saw little had changed in the few weeks passed. The shop was just as much of an eye-sore as it was the first time. The only difference was it seemed to have become more festive for the upcoming holiday. With a quick glance, he saw no sign of the headstrong woman he came to see. He guessed he was running solo today. He almost had forgotten what that was like.

"I'm already here. It would be a shame to waste a trip," he reasoned to himself. May as well check out what Heaven would be like if it had a hole in the middle. At least he vaguely recalled Lois saying something of that nature.

Waiting for his order, he looked around the shop, trying to find it in a more positive light than before. It definitely wasn't an easy feat when there were lips that could be used as a seat. Who was the brains behind that piece of furniture?