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[Nov. 12th, 2008|03:58 pm] |
Who: Cassidy Turner and Soren Skwigelf
What: Flashback time! deedleeda deedleeda *arm waggle*
Where: The Past!
When: About five or six years ago (or about fifteen years from now, depends on who you ask)
Warnings: Some smut, some swearing, mostly frustration.
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[Nov. 12th, 2008|05:29 pm] |
Who: Henry Spivey and Dr Norah Skinner, and Edward Albright later on
What: Embarassing moments/Arrival
Where/When: Skinner's office,Now (their arrival into UTR)
Warnings: NWS
( How can I live without you? ) |
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[Nov. 12th, 2008|09:42 pm] |
Who: Malakai Chmelyk, Rurik Markov
What/When/Where: Drinks/Tonight/Starts at Rurik's, then Moscow
Warnings: Drunk vampire? Possibly sap. Yes, I know, the most random combination ever.
Malakai rarely found himself laughing, really laughing, at much of anything anymore. Given his sense of humor, that was probably best for the population at large. But the irony of the slight... flutter in his chest when he found himself at Rurik's door, something not unlike 'butterflies', had him chuckling, smile threatening to split his face as he walked through the door.
He was excited, he decided, because they were returning to Russia. It was the prospect of real vodka, in a proper tavern, that was all. Right.
"Come now, old man," The smile was evident in his voice as he called down the hall. "Before they run out," Right. A Russian bar running out of vodka. He laughed even more, draping himself over the man's couch easily. He might have indulged, just a tad, before coming over. But really, he had every reason to celebrate- he had a son, he had his witch admitting to loving him, he'd fed the day before. Life was good. |
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