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[Aug. 19th, 2009|05:47 pm] |
Who: Melpomene and Soren Skwigelf
What: Kidnapping!
When: OMG RIGHT NOW
Warnings: Angst and adorableness. Maybe not in that order.
She had decided after talking to Cass that Soren was next on her list, and so it was that she was at the front door, knocking upon it. She'd not offered any waring that she was coming, instead choosing the sneak attack method, and knew very well he was, in fact, inside. Her plans were not completely formulated (But then, when were they ever?), but she was sure which ever way the day went, her plotting would prove successful. An impatient sort, she knocked again when the first knock wasn't answered in an inpossible 1.3 seconds, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet as she waited. |
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[Aug. 15th, 2009|06:46 pm] |
Who: Cassidy Turner and Melpomene
Where: ... Malaysia.
What: Meteor shower, and sulking. Mostly sulking.
Warnings: ... adorable sulking?
Mel leaned against the door, resisting the urge to tell Cass she didn't care what he wore. Not that she did, granted, but she could see where he might choose modesty over complete comfort, given his normal attire for such activities. She contemplated knocking, but chose to wait, not sure if he wanted to slip out or what... it was easy to tell he wasn't feeling all that, and unless she completely missed the mark, he needed time to mope without feeling like he should be doing something else. And if there was one thing she absolutely excelled at above all others, it was woe.
She held a blanket in her hands, not sure what the terrain would be where they were going, spacing out a bit as she waited, mentally searching out the best destination. |
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[Jul. 23rd, 2009|01:45 am] |
Who: Melpomene and Geoff Chaucer
Where: London
What: Picnicking?
Melpomene was late. It was a sad thing, really, to have instant travel be one of your skills and still never be able to be on time for anything, bu there it was, and here she was late again. She was, in fact, still hopping into one of the platform boots she always wore as she appeared near Geoff, adjusting the boot one last time before looking up at him with a smile. From her free arm dangled a picnic basket which she immediately placed on the ground as she moved over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Hello, my Poet." Beaming, she leaned her head in against his chest... She'd been sort of avoiding him, if she were honest with herself, and realized exactly how much she'd missed him. She really needed to not let her brother get inside her head. Even if he was the reason she as late.
Tilting her head back to look up at him, she smiled. "I've missed your lovely self." |
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[May. 27th, 2009|10:20 pm] |
Who: Melpomene and Geoff Chaucer
What: Stories. And potential wooing. Mostly wooing.
Where: His place
When:Evening
Warnings: Only if the wooing goes well.
Melpomene was tired, and it wasn't simply because she hadn't slept in weeks. She was blessed with a family that was particularly skilled at getting on a girl's last nerve, and the last bit with Ares had been particularly exhausting.
She'd promised to come by once she was free, and she'd brought a peace offering in the form of Chinese, all piled lightly in a small cardboard box. She had stories to tell and, if lucky, maybe something else with which to wile away the hours. With a light bounce, she knocked on his door. |
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[May. 12th, 2009|05:56 pm] |
Who: Psyche, Anteros, Aphrodite, Melpomene and Adriel
What: Mother and Son talking, Best Friend to Best Friend talking and babysitting
Where: The Fortress of Solitude, North Korea
When: Last night
Warnings: Shouldn't be.
Psyche turned off her computer and pinched the bridge of her nose. Melpomene was very upset, not nearly as much as Dite, but still distressed. Part of being The Soul, was knowing when her souls were happy, sad, and hurting, and right now, Aphrodite and Melpomene were extremely loud in her head. Top that off with all this screaming? And yeah, she had a headache. She wanted to curl up next to Anteros and sleep until this all went away, but she'd promised Mel she'd be there with her.
Standing, she smoothed her dress down over her belly, taking comfort from her child before she left the bedroom to find Anteros. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2009|07:43 pm] |
Who: Ray, staff of Shake Your Samba Dance Studio, ANYONE!
What: Grand Opening
When: Today/Tonight
Where: Shake Your Samba Dance Studio in NYC
Warnings: Will update, if necessary
Notes: The studio is open to any and all who have any interst at all in danvcing. Start new threads, reply to existing comments, most of all, have fun!
He'd been rushing around all day, making sure everything was in order and ready to go. The doors would open at 4pm, for the grand opening. He wanted everything to be perfect. it wasn't just about dancing, but community and all that went along with it.
He had games for the kids, face painting, a moon walk out front, a hot dog vendor, and a raffle for a new car to entice the adults. Inside, he offered more refreshments and several opportunities to sign up for dance lessons, and the chance to win free lessons.
With balloons dangling from the ceiling, and staff in place, he decided everything was a go, and the doors were ready to open... |
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[Mar. 21st, 2009|10:23 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | aphrodite, ares, cassidy turner, cthulhu, dean winchester, henriette stillman, melpomene, psyche, purifiers plot, sadako yamamura, soren skwigelf | ] |
Who: Cassidy Turner, Ares, and open to all the people that they recruited.
What: Rescuing some people, killing some others
Where: North Korea, working their way to Bad Guy Lair #1
When: Tonight
Warnings: Blood, guts, gore, swearing, you know. The usual stuff.
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[Mar. 6th, 2009|11:49 pm] |
Who: Melpomene and Geoff Chaucer
What: Coffee and Poetry
Warnings: Possible swooning?
Melpomene had taken a bit longer than she planned choosing what to wear, although what she ended with looked like her typical outfit... skirt, long sleeve tee, babydoll tee on top of that, dark tights, platform boots. Coffee didn't require anything particular, which worked in her favor. And so she was a few minutes late, but figured he wouldn't mind terribly. She grabbed her coat, remembering it was cold in England, and with a thought she was on his doorstep ringing the bell. |
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[Feb. 6th, 2009|04:00 pm] |
Who: Melpomene and Geoff Chaucer
What: Orange Julius.
When: Nowish.
Warnings: Doubtful?
If the lines at the local Orange Julius weren't so annoyingly long, there was a possibility that she would have made her self-imposed 20 minute deadline. A slight one, sure, but it was possible. Still, she'd come up with a moderately suitable peace offering for her lateness in the form of Auntie Anne's pretzels, since mall food seemed to be the order of the day. She teleported herself rather easily to a spot not far from the address she was given and made her way to the door, pausing as she got there. Her hands were quite full, and she wasn't sure exactly how to... Giving up, she just kicked the door as lightly as she could, wincing a bit as she heard the thud of the platform boots against the wood... Oh well. At least it didn't make a mark? |
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[Dec. 31st, 2008|06:40 pm] |
Who: OTA
When: New Year's Eve
Where: Jade's club, grab a portkey
What: Ringing in the New Year
Warnings: Most likely, anything goes at her club
Note: Since this log is OTA, if you want to approach a particular person, just put something in the subject of your response. Essentially have fun. Whee.
( Party time ) |
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[Dec. 29th, 2008|09:05 pm] |
Who: Psyche and Anteros; with a later appearance from Melpomene
What: Drinking, mourning over Anne, and making babies.
Where: Boston, Psyche's House
When: Now.
Warnings: Oh yes.
An nearly empty bottle of wine crashed into the ten other bottles of wine placed into a triangle shape on the other side of the room.
"STRIKE!" Psyche drunk giggled as glass flew all over her hard wood floor. A wave of her hand had ten more empty bottles arranging themselves amid the wreckage. She looked around for another one to throw, but only found full ones.
"Oh, well. Guess I gotta finish another one!" Uncorking a new one, she collapsed into an oversized chair all limp limbed from the alcohol. Now, Anteros just needed to get here. They could bowl together! |
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[Dec. 17th, 2008|03:21 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | adikia, anteros, anthony j crowley, aphrodite, ares, até, cassiel, dolos, edward albright, henry spivey, kakia, lorna dane, marius rogan, meat, melpomene, momos, nessarose thropp, styx | ] |
Who: EVERYONE
What: Saturnalia!
Where: St. Patrick's Cathedral, NYC
When: Wednesday, the 17th.
Warnings: Only if the party goes well. So we can hope.
( Io, Saturnalia! ) |
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[Dec. 1st, 2008|09:37 am] |
Who: Cassidy Turner and Melpomene
What: Coffee
Where: Swiss Alps
When: Monday Morning
Warnings: Probably nothing.
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