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[Feb. 14th, 2009|01:08 am] |
Who: John Constantine and Zatanna Zatara
What: The Antithesis of Valentine's Day, or 'So, two magi walk into a bar...'
When/Where: Tonight, the bar Zee suggested, USA
Warnings: Drunken stupor? Smoking section drinking and friends catching up. PG-13 to light R.
Truth be told, John hadn't fiddled around with anything as relatively trivial as teleportation in years. But it wasn't like he was going to admit that, especially not to Zee. So, true to form, he found himself a map, a shotglass, and a lighter, and made the spell up as he went.
Other than a bit of smoke, and the tail of his coat getting lightly singed, he managed to make the trip in one piece, with the added benefit of shocking a few of the pedestrians in the area. More than a little smug with that, he dusted his coat off and headed into the building towards Zee, sensing the other magician long before he saw her. |
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[Feb. 14th, 2009|01:14 am] |
Who: Sable and Henn
Where: Sable's shop.
When: Saturday, sometime.
Why: Because.
Warnings: probable.
Henn had realized, sometime after recovering from Thursday and Friday, that he had completely neglected to mention any of this plan to the fourth quarter of the wolfpack. This was clearly something that had to be remedied immediately.
Or, in typical Henn fashion, played with.
Sometime after lunch a young man walked into the shop, Henn's distinctive eyes hidden behind sunglasses, and the equally distinctive dye job hidden under a spiffy hat, namely a pinstripe fedora that he'd borrowed from Cass. The tribal tattoos of Kitten were still somewhat visible under the cuffs of the jacket, and Kitten himself was likely nearby, "So, I'm looking for a book for a friend of mine." He said, leaning against the counter, "I'm pretty sure it's blue." |
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[Feb. 14th, 2009|03:16 am] |
Who: Jamie Madrox (short narrative)
What: Coming home
When: LATE tonight.
( Can we start over? ) |
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[Feb. 14th, 2009|08:50 pm] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf and Henriette Stillman.
What: Valentine's!
When: Saturday afternoon.
Where: Wolfpack house.
Warnings: Durr.
( Sweet things! ) |
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