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[Oct. 6th, 2009|02:17 pm] |
Who: God and Erik Northman
What: The longest day
When: Starting right now
Where: Erik's mansion
Warnings: Oh yes, plenty.
Rating: NC-17
As soon as she finished her reply to Erik, God closed her eyes and breathed in deeply, gathering the consciousness of the universe around her. Her laptop slid shut noiselessly and slivers of light popped around her. Wind swirled lightly as wisps of her hair slid over her shoulders and with little to no concentration, she removed herself from her rooms in the Vatican to land inside Erik's home, specifically his bedroom. If he wasn't there at the moment, she knew he would be shortly. They had a link, the two of them, one that wasn't conscious or even intentional. It simply existed. It allowed her to feel an intense surge of love everytime Erik thought of her or wanted to see her. And somehow he always knew when she was near. It occurred to her briefly that it might have something to do with the exchange of blood between them that very first time they were together.
Her eyes still closed, she floated to his bed, settling herself on it, her silvery dress falling in soft folds around her as she concentrated a little harder to slow the flow of time in the room. She didn't want it to affect the rest of the world, it wasn't her intention to mess with the fabric of time. She simply desired more time with her beloved, so she altered the passage of time within the room where they would be until further notice. |
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[Oct. 6th, 2009|04:37 pm] |
Who: Crowley and Agent X
What: X is dropped off in a strange place by a tornado. She reacts violently.
Where: Crowley's establishment.
When: Now-ish
She had a cell phone in one hand, a Dracon beam in the other. She'd put her drink down to draw the Dracon, and the very fact that she didn't have enough arms to hold all three things was already annoying her.
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[Oct. 6th, 2009|07:47 pm] |
Who: Crowley, Zira, Parker and Dominic
What: A meeting of like minds. Literally. Parker houses a version of Zira, Crowley and Zira are confused.
When/Where: Backdated to last night (before the log with Ax)/Crowley's Club (which needs to be named again)
Warnings: Yup.
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[Oct. 6th, 2009|10:58 pm] |
Who: Greg House, Raymond Wood, Reina and Sofia Wood
What: Diagnosing Reina
Where/When: Ray's Studio/The other night (backdated)
Warnings: None
He put the girls in front to the television, watching some silly cartoon. They knew some functional words in English, but not a whole lot. Ray had read that music and television shows were a great aid in teaching foreign languages. He tended to play a lot of Spanish music, so the television was strictly English.
He paced by the woor, waiting for House to show. He really hoped the guy wasn't going to stand him up. He was genuinely worried about Reina, but he didn't want to go to some random clinic or hospital if he didn't have to. He'd rather deal with someone he knew.
Sofia's laughter echoed into the empty studio. Ray knew it was Sofia, because Reina hadn't made a sound, since the girls came to the studio several days earlier. Ray glanced into the office, to see Sofia pointing at the TV, and Reina seemed to respond more to her sister than the events on the screen. Ray frowned, and went back to the door, trying to will House to show up right then. |
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