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[Feb. 16th, 2008|12:00 am] |
Who: Tony Stark and Thirteen
Where: Somewhere deep in the Stark inner sanctum
When: Late Friday evening
Why: Because Tony apologized. Let's see what happens.
Rating: Smut is promised. Hide the kiddies
The room was practically dark aside from a the light from the drafting table and the blue glow from the apparatus on Tony's chest through the tank top he wore. He was bent over the desk, pencil in hand as he used the T square to draw lines here and there, connecting points in the giant piece of blue print paper. "No, wait...ah, crap," he said as he reached for his eraser and took away one of the lines, brushed away the shavings and attempted to redraw the line the way it should go. Tony hadn't spoken much to Thirteen aside from the exchange about his gifts. It was all well and good that he didn't. He'd already said too much, and so he'd done just as he always did: retreat to his usual solitude and kept himself busy working. |
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[Feb. 16th, 2008|09:00 am] |
Who: Pulse and Melisande
What: First Meeting and Exploring.
Where: Las Vegas
When: As Much of the weekend as they can spend...
Rating and Warnings: Adult Situations... expect smut.
Pulse smiled as he waited for Melisande at the airport. He was bouncy, and grinning, and people stared, but he did not care. She intrigued him, this lady from the East Coast, and he could not wait to see her. It had been awhile since he had a simple assignation with someone who felt like they understood the rules, without complications. And, well, this really kind of sounded like a good thing.
So he was there, dressed to the nines in a form fitting black suit that was cut extra close, and holding a red rose in one hand. He had booked dinner reservations, and a show, and hoped that they would enjoy both... though the show was negotiable.
He grinned as he watched the entrance from the debarking area and bounced in his shoes. |
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[Feb. 16th, 2008|11:11 am] |
Who: Mugen and Sera
When: Valentines night
Where: Some bar in NY
What: Some drinking.
Warnings: Not really, some drinking, probably some swearing.
( Trashed would be good now. ) |
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[Feb. 16th, 2008|01:34 pm] |
Who: Jack and Bobby Twist
What: Reunion
When: Last Week
Where: Jackson Hole, WY
Bobby Twist hadn't seen his father for nearly fifteen years. The last he knew, his father had been killed. It wasn't a tire blowing up in his face, Bobby knew the truth. It wasn't even because he was homosexual. Bobby knew his grandpappy had had his daddy killed, cause Grandpappy didn't like Daddy. Bobby wasn't a genius, he didn't have to be to figure these things out.
And now, Bobby was about to be reunited with his Daddy. Pa. He called him Pa, mostly. Pa had been dead a long time, and yet, Bobby had spoken to him. After the vortex, and the arrival in this new world. Maybe he was dead too. Weird, then, that Alma and the baby were here too. Bobby wwasn't sure what to think. He didn't want to be dead. he didn't want Alma and Drew to be dead. But they were all there, with his Pa.
Bobby paced in front of the place where the port key was said to be. That was another thing Bobby couldn't wrap his head around. His Pa was coming to Jackson Hole through a port key. Well, Bobby's just wait and see if Pa actually showed up. Maybe the whole thing was a dream, and he'd wake up witht hat eerie feeling he sometimes got. |
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[Feb. 16th, 2008|03:06 pm] |
Who: Donald W. Blackburn and Wolfwood
What: A meeting.
When: Today.
Where: The street.
Donald had spent almost the entire week since his arrival to the city spending more money than he had in his lifetime. It was mostly on ice cream, sweaters that he'd never wear, and flowers for strangers--it always got a smile, or at least usually did. He was now leaning against a newsstand, thumbing through the newest issue of Esquire with no particular meter.
But he wasn't reading--he didn't know how to read. His eyes were hovering over the line of the magazine, watching everyone that passed by. He was lonely--he hadn't held a proper conversation with anyone in days. He was just trying to find someone to talk to. |
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[Feb. 16th, 2008|04:19 pm] |
Who: Reina and Sofia Wood, Andrew Del Mar Twist,and varying adults
What: Valentine's Day Visiting
When: Thursday, Feb 14. Duh.
Warnings: Cuteness, I'm sure.
The girls were thrilled to be on their way to visit their valentine; Drew wasn't icky like other boys, he was nice to them and polite, and Papi seemed to like him. Besides, they like new friends, and Drew had ponies!
Hopping right up after the portkey, they shot out to the end of the alley, in search of Drew and his family. Greg lumbered to his feet behind them, knowing it wouldn't do any good to try and get them to stop, instead following them off down the road. |
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