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[Jan. 18th, 2009|02:19 am] |
Who: Teja, Miniver, Lulu and Skwisgaar the Elder
What: Time Muddlement
Where: Mordhaus, and Skwigelf Cabin - Stockholm
When: Evening
Warnings: None
Teja was used to Miniver's general tales of fancy, so when he realized that Miniver had turned into a young boy, he knew what to do. He was luckily able to find the mostly-completed suit of armor that he was making for Nathan - though it was bare of scrollwork that it would later have - and fit into it without a problem. He walked into the kitchen, grabbed the bag of marshmallows that had MINIVER'S!!! written on a tag on it, and ripped off the tag, before walking to Pickles' room.
He entered as quietly as possible with the steel covering him, and knocked on the wall three times. "I am looking for the King's steward, is he here?" His voice was low and was trained to be a proper mid-Atlantic accent, and was quite friendly. He sounded quite a bit like a baritone Clark Gable, though he looked nothing like that. His shoulder-length fire engine red hair streamed down and barely brushed the steel chest plate, and he turned on the light to look around. "Miniver, are you here?"
He held up the marshmallows. "I've told the King and Queen that you are here, if that's alright. They're on vacation right now, and I'm here to guard the palace while they're away. They said they'd like to meet the brave little knight that appeared in their castle." |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|04:30 am] |
Who: Teen!Cassidy and Teen!Soren
What: Waking up and freaking out!
Where: Paris, France
When: the 18th, their honeymoon.
Warnings: Duh.
( Fake cut goes here guize ) |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|05:41 am] |
Who: Lilo Pelekai and Teja Wartooth.
What: Coffee!
When: Early Sunday morning, after the tine!plot started.
Where: A coffee shop, bound to vary.
Warnings: Swearing for sure, don't know what else. Will update.
( Hooray for caffeine! ) |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|04:46 pm] |
Who: Presto and Future!Sookie
What: Re-Meeting, Chatting, Maybe more
When: Tonight
Where: Presto's place in London
Rating: NC-17
( Presto was on a cleaning spree... ) |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|07:37 pm] |
Who: Jean, Domino, and Cable
What: Fighting, Sexing
Where: the Genoshan house
Warnings: Violence. Cursing. Maternal facepalming. Sex likely.
Domino seethed at the smug bastard's comments. How dare he say shit like that to her, after taking her out of her hiding place?
She couldn't deal with the anger, and went to go yell at him. On the way she found what looked like a heavy glass vase. She snatched it off the table, dumping the fake flowers out. With the sort of skill one gets from a lifetime of tomboyishness, Domino hurled the vase at Nathan's head, grunting with the effort. Fucker. She hoped he had an aneurysm and died from the blow. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|08:28 pm] |
Who: Skwisgaar (the-once-younger) and Toki
What: OMFG IT'S YOU from Toki, general O_o from Skwisgaar.
Where: Mordaus, Mordland.
When: Now
Warnings: Oodles of swearing, loving beatdowns, probable sex, English mangling.
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|09:07 pm] |
Who: Older!Elaine and Younger!Sparhawk
What: Waking up on Saturday
Where: Their house.
When: Saturday morning.
Warnings: Quite possibly. Perhaps.
Elaine was having a rather strange dream that night, that the children had all run away from her to play tag, and her husband was nowhere to be found. And for some reason, they were all playing in the courtyard of her father's estate. That was bittersweet, for she had not seen her father since she was a very young girl.
So she was very glad when she came into consciousness, feeling the cool sheets against her skin, and with the smell of home as she breathed in. She could feel that Sparhawk was still here with her, sleeping very deeply, it seemed.
With her eyes still closed, she rolled over to cuddle against him, her bare skin against him and her arms around him.
Suddenly, Elaine's eyes popped open.
This is not Sparhawk... She sat up cautiously, leaning over to see the stranger's face... |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|11:05 pm] |
Who: Malakai and Rurik
What: A(n unwelcome) blast from the past
When/Where: Tonight, Rurik's shop, USA
Warnings: Swearing, vampirism, mentions of abuse and sexual situations likely.
Note: Kai is taking part in the Time Warp, being sent to 100 years in his own past. That puts him at about 1908, where he is much more a typical vampire; crass, violent, and insane. Any italic text is spoken Russian, since Kai's English would be less than fluent at this point.
Malakai's reentry into the waking world was slow, resentful, as he felt the dull throbbing of a hang over assaulting his eyes before they were even open. He took a mostly-unnecessary breath to try and relax the muscles of his face, which led him to notice a few strange things. First, he was no longer in Russia. The air was too... dirty, almost chemical, to be his home. Secondly, there was no trace of the scent of blood in the air, which meant that wherever he was, it was not around vampires.
Thirdly- and most strange- was a familiar human scent pervading the air and, not that he thought of it, a weight at his side. One eye craned open to see a greyed head near his chest; not who he was thinking, and definately not a woman. He grumbled, giving the body a rough shove.
"Come now, off. This is no hotel," |
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