War Is Coming RPG.

Good morning lovely people of Lawrence, Kansas.

I can't sleep in a bed. Slept on the floor instead. But when a girl doesn't have her mass spec, it's time to seek other avenues of entertainement.

I would love to work in a bar for one night. You don't have to pay me, I'm bad-ass at cocktails and I promise not to waste anything until I'm done with my shift.

When a girl doesn't have her mass spec, it's time to seek other avenues of entertainement.

[Filtered to Connor and Claudia]
Hello. I was told by Lana that you could be of help with acquisition of my credentials?

I'm also gonna suggest cutting comms from the battle to the aftermath down to bare mimimum communications while the main battle threads go on to keep it a little bit real time. If you have to for time constraint reasons please mark it post battle

WHO: Kenzi & Vex!
WHAT: Hallucinations. Bad, bad hallucinations. Thanks, Lucifer.
WHEN: Evening.
WHERE: Fifth floor hallway at the apartment complex.
WARNINGS: Language. All the language.

( Just like a human. Didn't even know what you had. )

Who: Felicia Hardy and Kenzi
What: ENTIRELY LEGAL DISCUSSIONS OF LEGALITY
Where: Felicia's fancy fancy penthouse
When: June 6th
Rating: Low, possible language cause yeah them.
Status: In Progress

Who: Castiel and Kenzi
What: Scaring the locals... and themselves.
Where: Outside a very occupied bathroom
When: Following on from this http://asylums.insanejournal.com/wariscomingcom/4122494.html funfest
Rating: A for ARG, my eyes. D for drunk!Kenzi. H for helpful!Cas. P for payback.

( Donald, where's your trousers? )

WHO: Kenzi and Morgana!
WHAT: Once upon a time, there was a girl named Kenzi. The girl named Kenzi decided that she wanted to play with some knives. Unfortunately, the girl named Kenzi hasn't exactly mastered the art of knife throwing, so the girl named Kenzi may potentially almost accidentally kill someone. Accidentally. Potentially. ALMOST. Oops?
WHEN: Early evening.
WHERE: The complex gym.
RATING: PG-13 to start.

( And so, when Kenzi happened to stumble across a truck that was in the middle of planting a new stock of goods into a thrift shop, she felt that it was entirely within her duty to teach the driver that leaving the back end of a fully stocked truck open while flirting away with the cashier inside was a terrible, terrible life decision. )

WHO: Kenzi and Ginger!
WHAT: Pretending not to be worried about stuff back home while making a mess in the kitchen.
WHEN: Evening.
WHERE: Complex kitchen!
RATING: PG-13 for the inevitable Kenzi-speak.

( It was possible that ordering pizza would have been a wiser dinner arrangement. )