[Emma's somewhere in the parlor, settled in a big comfy chair near a window. She looks somewhat irritated. Every now and then she rubs her forehead, groans, and closes her eyes.]

God, what is going on? I'm getting a sodding migraine from this...

[She rubs her head again, frowns, and remains silent.]

[Piccolo finally managed to detach Elphie from his arm for just long enough to get her some food. Of course he is doing so with about as much grace sociability as a spaceship to the face. He's wandering throughout the city breaking through windows of stores and pretty much plundering whatever he thinks looks edible. And of course he doesn't believe ( Read more... )

[A very young looking cop wakes up in a start and yanks off the covers wearing his complete gear and pulls his head back ( Read more... )

[There is a shuffle of paper in the background and the sound of footballs in the distance. Sheldon's voice rang clear but his tone is still even and soft, almost traveling on the lines of civility but with more purpose ( Read more... )

Just checkin' to see if we're on the same page this way, we ain't steppin' on nobody's toes when th' time comes t' start this party ( Read more... )

[Gene clears his throat and sets up the Blackberry on his nightstand. He made it back to his hotel room and has been staying there since he escaped the Kinshin. He situates himself in his seat and places his hands in his lap ( Read more... )

[There is a portion of Paris that is very windy all of a sudden, with a very small calm spot right in the middle, and a figure absolutely covered in lightning in the center of it. It appears she's attracted a good number of Kishin, and is doing her best to fight them off. Some of her braids have obviously been let down, most glaringly both of the ( Read more... )

[Elphaba was slowly but surely going crazy. It was only the third day, but the persistant rain had meant she was stuck indoors, and cabin fever was taking it's toll. She'd had no books, no mental stimulation of any kind. Piccolo had stayed with her, although she felt bad for it - despite her insistence that he go out and do his own thing, he had ( Read more... )

[The sounds of rain bettering the street in its natural rhythm forces a sense of undeniable urgency to seek shelter. In Sheldon's case, he wasn't one of them ( Read more... )

[The shot is of Iroh, looking completely relaxed, in some small and cozy-looking cafe.  The seats are wood and red cushions, the walls wood paneling with paintings hanging from them.  Iroh has a veritable buffet of food before him: pastries and croissants, pies both fruit and meat, cups of soup, breads, one platter of cheese and another of meat.  ( Read more... )