Lucy, as of late, has been spending the vast majority of her time locked away in her room.  The exception being trips to take Chance out on walks.  The golden retriever puppy, is of course now, no longer a puppy.  He's also considerably better behaved and not so likely to do something like... say.  Steal a certain grouchy doctor's cane ( Read more... )

Luka has brought his son Joe down to the lobby area, having chosen one of the seating areas out of the main traffic-flow, the Croat is sitting on the edge of his chair's cushion coaxing the boy to walk to him ( Read more... )

Ianto sits at a table in the kitchen, attempting not to draw attention to himself. He's holding some ice against his swollen lip and jaw. Every once in a while, he pauses to look forlornly at the sleeve of his previously white shirt--the cuff is stained through from where he held it against his lip to stop the bleeding ( Read more... )

Lucy wanders on off down the beach, frisbee under her arm, and Chance on a leash. When she gets far enough away that she doesn't think there's much of a risk of Chance (now a very large, still very exuberant eight month old puppy) knocking someone down, she takes the leash off and lets the frisbee fly ( Read more... )

A survey, distributed to every occupied room in the hotel.Dear Occupant ( Read more... )

This is one of those days Lucy is grateful to have Chance. Because she is bored. And puppies make things less boring. Since it seems to be nice out, she decides to throw on some sunscreen and take said puppy out for a walk on the beach. So leash goes on the puppy, plastic bags go in her pocket and with a brief stop to the kitchen to pick up a ( Read more... )

Just a second ago, she was looking to get some spare parts for the ship - but now she's here (wherever here is), with a slightly surprised expression on her face. Her dress is casual, and a smudge of grease is still on the side of her nose from the last time she worked on the engine ( Read more... )

And in walks in a small furry red monster.

"Hello? Dorothy? Big Bird? ... Maria?"

He looks around some.

"Elmo thinks that Elmo is lost."

Typist: .... I've lost my mind. Elmo. If you don't know, he's from Sesame Street. Of course, if you don't know, I'm inclined to ask what ROCK you've been living under...

After vanishing into his room for several weeks, the only signs of life coming in the form of mysterious thumping and the odd explosion, Vyvyan has finally emerged ( Read more... )

Serenity hasn't gone anywhere for a while, and that means the crew're less likely to get into any sort of trouble, which means Simon's medical attention is almost completely unnecessary. Aside from the occasional patch-up, all his attention lately has been focused on his sister and easing her illness. The extra time's a blessing, as is the peace ( Read more... )