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[Nov. 1st, 2008|04:42 pm] |
Who: Henry Townshend and Elphaba Thropp
What: Meeting
Where/When: Henry's offices/Tonight
Warnings: I'll let you know
(Now in the correct comm!)
Elphaba had memorised the address Henry quoted her in the comments, and made her way there with haste. She felt vulnerable and exposed with the Grimmerie so visible in her possession. She had held it close to her breast since arriving in this new world, as it were, allowing her only one hand to do everything else. She had no way of knowing if the Wizard was about at all, given that she was no longer in Oz, it seemed unlikely, and yet she wasn't willing to take casual, irresponsible chances with something as sacred and potentially powerful as the Grimmerie. For all she knew, it was reduced to a novelty in this plane of existence, though she didn't think that the case. She had called upon one of the spells to help her find Glinda the day before, after all. There was still power in the yellowed pages, and that power needed to be contained and protected, kept from hands who would use it for evil.
Arriving at her destination, Elphie secured the book in her satchel, a hand held to the coarse fabric. She did not know this Henry Townshend, nor did she know if he were at all trustworthy. She had to believe he was, for his offer of security came at just the right time to be fate. Fate had never once been kind to Elphaba Thropp, and she had only a gut feeling now, to hope things would be different this time.
She approached the door with minimal apprehension and used the handle of her broom to knock.
( First responses from Henry and Elphie ) |
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[Nov. 1st, 2008|06:11 pm] |
Who: Shawn Spencer and Carlton Lassiter
What: IT'S A MYSTERY! Shawn has no clue what Lassy wants. But he's going anyway cause his sense of curiosity is much stronger than his sense of self-preservation.
When: Backdated a bit cause Aki sucks and got swamped with stuff.
Warnings: ... Dunno yet. I'll get back to that later.
Shawn stood outside of the address Lassiter had given him, his brain racing a mile a minute as it contemplated exactly WHY the cop with the most reason to hate him ever demanded his presence. It could be a trick that ended up with Shawn in handcuffs and not in the happy fun way either. It could be for a case... but that was kinda laughable. Shawn was pretty certain Lassy didn't have any family members who would need impressing in this universe either.
What could it be.. what could it be... The question was frustrating the hell out of him and he kinda liked it a bit. Schooling his expression for the utmost innocence he could get out of it (it might come in handy) he walked up to the entrance way and knocked on the door. |
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[Nov. 1st, 2008|09:36 pm] |
Who: Kael'Thas Sunstrider and Cyd Sherman [Codex]
When: Saturday evening
Where: Starbucks in London
Why: A prominent figure in her gaming life is real...and invited her for coffee.
Rating: PG at most maybe?
Intense green eyes, ones much bright than normal green eyes as per his race, scanned the crowd of people in the coffee shop as he stood off to the side, not certain what he wanted to order yet and awaiting the arrival of his companion. He didn't particularly stand out from the other people save the fact he seemed, well, perfect. Flawless skin, well defined facial features down to the smile lines around his mouth. The man practically radiated some kind of power in his presence, which caused others to stare. He had no clue as to how she was supposed to look, but he assumed she'd be able to pick him out amongst the throng of people. |
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[Nov. 1st, 2008|11:57 pm] |
Who: Bruce Banner and Jean Grey
What: Date Night
Where: His House
When: Saturday night
Warnings: NC-17 for rough sex.
( Bruce danced... ) |
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