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[Jan. 28th, 2008|09:10 am] |
Who: Jack, Veronica Mars, and NPCs
Where: New York, along the streets
When: Late Sunday night
What: Death of a character! Dun Dun Dun.... ahems.
Rating: NC-17, For violence and death Warnings for semi-graphic violence and misogyny
( It was a dark and cold night, and clouds covered the moon... ) |
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[Jan. 28th, 2008|02:09 pm] |
Who: Jack & Veronica Mars
Where: Her office and then some warehouse
When: Monday around Noon
Rating: NC-17 (Graphic Violence and Sexual Content)
Veronica was never going to not have a change of clothes at the office again. It was freezing. She didn't even have a jacket, and she was not going back to the apartment like this, no way. Being the clever girl that she was, she took one of the fluffy blue towels from the bathroom and wrapped up in it. It would do until Weevil could bring her some clothes.
So many things were running through her mind. How had she survived last night? Ordinary people didn't come back from the dead. The door was unlocked cuz she was waiting on Weevil. She didn't even know what she was going to tell him yet.
She was sitting behind her desk, sipping a coffee. The heat was turned way up. New York was a cold city, especially when one was naked except for a towel which just barely covered anything. |
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[Jan. 28th, 2008|04:42 pm] |
Who: Belle and Gilbert
What: company
Where: Belle's place.
Rating: tba
Belle had managed to get a robe on, which had been a pretty big deal in its own right.
She'd camped out in the living room, laying on her stomach on the couch, so she could let Gilbert in when he arrived.
At least she wouldn't have to suffer alone. |
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[Jan. 28th, 2008|07:13 pm] |
Who Jasper and Rebecca featuring Tara and George (maybe Wilson, even?)
What He's that baby's daddy! What! OHSNAP! Where is Maury when you need him?
Where The manor of the Prince of Wales aka George
When Monday afternoonish
Rating High for cockney style swearing at least.
( Oh, Oh, What a Beauty! I've Never Seen One As Big As THAT Before... ) |
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[Jan. 28th, 2008|08:14 pm] |
Who: Moony and Padfoot
Where: Their flat
What: talking
Warnings: Probably nothing. We are talking about Padfoot, though, so there may be rampant nudity.
( Um... what? ) |
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[Jan. 28th, 2008|11:39 pm] |
who: Stonewall and Spairn
what: Um . . . naked wrestling? XD
where: Stone's apartment in NYC
when: late night
rating: NC-17, clearly.
warnings: mansex, possibly language.
Okay, so the naked thing had worn off, but that didn't mean they couldn't have a little fun, right? Stone was starting to wonder if things were ever going to go the way they needed to, in this place. He'd been trying to get Spairn here for a while now, and it was making the former combat teacher a little antsy. What was so fucking interesting wherever the hell Spairn was living nowadays, anyway? Sure, this place wasn't Lindeburgh - they didn't have their students or any of the others they had come to know from Stratford and Banks-Mullis, but that didn't mean things couldn't be salvaged here. If only he could get Spairn over here . . .
There had to be some way. There HAD to be.
Of course, he never suspected he might be in for a surprise. |
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