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[Jan. 11th, 2009|07:47 pm] |
Who: Artan Stillman and Stephanie Meanswell
Where: Artan's London shop
When: Now-ish
Why: Stephanie's getting a tattoo.
Warnings: not likely, I'll let y'all know if anything comes up
It had not, in fact, taken Stephanie very long at all to get to the shop after signing off, twenty minutes tops. She waved a cheery goodbye to the cab driver, smiling and shaking her head as she pushed the door to the shop open, making sure to close it behind her again to keep out the cold, "Hello?" |
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[Dec. 28th, 2008|07:11 pm] |
Who: Stephanie Meanswell and Lulu Skwigelf
Where: Stephanie's apartment
When: Now-ish
Why: Beating SmartyPants™ Labyrinth
Warnings: Uh... no? Can't think of any anyway.
Stephanie was glad for the company, she still wasn't entirely used to not having a ready group of friends here like she had at home, even when she was touring, but she was making the most of it, she'd even gotten out brainfood snacks like flax crackers, pita chips, various bite-sized veggie bits along with dressings and hummus for dipping.
She was keeping an eye on the window for a taxi, and an ear out for the buzzer while she got the game set up, humming to herself. |
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[Nov. 22nd, 2008|05:07 pm] |
Who: Toki & Stephanie (and you never know who else'll show up)
Where: The Wolfpack/Amoeba's rented cabin in the Alps
When: Right about now
Warnings: More than likely just cavity-inducing schmoop. Anything else comes up I'll update
It hadn't taken Stephanie long at all to get there, since her flat was fairly close to the London portkey. She was almost dressed for the weather, long pants and her winter jacket, fleecy scarf and a bobble hat. She had the bag with Toki's goggles in it over one arm, there were a few other things in the bag as well, fireplace s'mores called for dried apricots at the very least.
She grinned at the snow-guitar as she passed it, crunching her way up to the front steps, knocking before returning her hands to her pockets. It was cold up here. |
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[Nov. 9th, 2008|07:03 pm] |
Who: Stephanie and Navi
When: Sunday night
Where: Stephanie's London flat
Why: Because Steph's being emo and Navi's got ice cream.
Warnings: doubtful, but you never know.
Once she'd signed off, Stephanie had indeed gone about moving the furniture, mostly just getting the coffee table out of the way and taking the cushions off the couch and turning it around to use as a back wall, after that she raided the linen closet for spare sheets and towels, getting a bag of rubber bands from the kitchen, as well as the two dining room chairs for more support. |
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[Oct. 24th, 2008|01:12 am] |
Who: Toki and Stephanie
Where: minigolf... somewhere
When: now-ish
Warnings: Tooth-hurty sweetness and possible some drunken hijinks. If anything else comes up I'll be sure and let you know.
It hadn't taken Stephane long at all to find a place that had all-night minigolf, and it had taken her less time to convince Toki to go with her. Really that was the easiest part. She beamed at the cashier when she was given a hot pink ball, already practically bouncing, it had been a down week for her, but things were definitely starting to look up.
"So, do we want to take the left side that's liiike a walk through history first? Or the right side that's all about geometric designs and kind of makes me dizzy just looking at it?" |
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[Sep. 10th, 2008|07:16 pm] |
Who: Toki & Stephanie
Where: Stephanie's apartment and elsewhere
Why: because they both need to get out more
Warnings: unbearable amounts of glee and/or cute
Stephanie had actually had to look for wrapping paper in the apartment, she hadn't needed it before and didn't know if she had any.
She found some after a few minutes and set to wrapping up the photographic yoga encyclopedia she'd gotten for Toki. First was a layer of wrapping paper, and then a couple brown paper bags, and then a couple plastic department store bags, and then another layer of wrapping paper and the ribbon. She didn't do anything halfway apparently and the finished package was about half again as big as it had started out and was just a little squishy thanks to the layering.
That done she went to sit on the couch, watching the sidewalk below and waiting as patiently as she could manage for Toki's arrival. |
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[Aug. 30th, 2008|09:23 pm] |
Who: Stephanie Meanswell and Navi
Where: London
When: Now-ish
Why: Because they're hyper and want to feed the ducks, duh!
As soon as Stephanie had shut down the computer she went to get her shoes, as well as a backpack, just a small one, she wouldn't need to take much more than the essentials. She was glad that whoever she'd been before had at least sensible taste, it was maybe ten minutes before she was waiting in the foyer, wearing running shoes, comfortable pants, and a short-sleeved hoodie, all in varying shades of pink, with the (equally pink) backpack slung over one shoulder for the moment. |
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