Commander's Log
[smoking] Evening, Thrace. Killed anyone today? | with alavicci_cay | finished
[Lays the report on his desk.] | with alavicci_cay | finished
A whiskey shot is how much? | with farsees | ongoing
The asshole wouldn't serve me Slush-o. | with blueshocks | finished
I'm right where you left me. | with alavicci_cay | finished
It's too quiet. Quiet's never good. | with undoing | ongoing
Car's packed, it's time for music. | with freestyle_one | finished
Another birthday survived. Take that, Death! | with alavicci_cay | finished
Lobster: free to a good home. | with nikolatesla | finished
Could use a spot of violence. | with killed2slayers | ongoing
It's time for my Hero's Quest. | with lovingmetodeath | finished
I am not afraid of locusts! | with alavicci_cay | finished
Al knocked. He couldn't believe he didn't have a key. | with alavicci_cay | finished
Five very long hours and nearly eight thousand dollars later, Kara stepped outside into the sunlight. | with alavicci_cay | finished
Before either of them knew it, they were on the ground in Las Vegas, Nevada. | with alavicci_cay & totally_genius | finished
You either need to bring me some luck or talk me down before I leave here with less than I walked in with. | with alavicci_cay | finished
This is what the Right Hand gets for lending the boss her spare key. | with alavicci_cay | finished
There could be only one person calling her at that hour... and she had to answer (even if the boss would probably advise her otherwise). | with alavicci_cay | finished
[On the phone, outside of Kara's apartment amidst the immediate aftermath of the meteor shower.] | with alavicci_cay | ongoing