It was a question of finding his favorite café and sitting down to order bread and soup and a glass of some sort of sweet wine, and sitting back and waiting for the sweet Manadavvi musician to finish her songs and leave the stage so he could finally, finally walk up to her and introduce himself, maybe ask if she'd like to spend some time with him, ( Read more... )

Remember how there was a pirate ship in the main room earlier this year?

Well, now it's on a much more sensible day and is ostensibly replacing open posts for the various older characters that are being dragged into it by a certain miniature pirate. Captain Jack Sparrow Junior at your service, mates, with a ship that looks much better than the ( Read more... )

A young man walks in (with what might be a motorcycle helmet tucked under one arm) and while he isn't handsome, he still has a certain charismatic charm and a devil-may-care attitude. If anyone knows Diogenes Pendergast, they might see a resemblance.

On the other hand, the almost too alert way in which he glances around the room might remind ( Read more... )

*is an adorable, gap-toothed, smudge-faced 4 year-old; pretty much tumbles into the room, dragging a (real) sword that's almost as big as him*

*pushes up the large brimmed hat that's slipping into his eyes, and attempts to look fierce* ARRRRRRR. 'm Jack an' my daddy's a pirate an' he sails on THE BLACK PEARL, 's the fastest ship to sail th' seas ( Read more... )

A girl enters, quietly and gracefully, not doing anything to draw attention to herself, but somehow manages to do just that anyway ( Read more... )

He's a tall one, which would be entirely expected if you already knew his name. And some will know his name. Any member of his family actually raised as part of said family, in fact, or raised to be wary of the family at the very least, will recognize that short black hair and those far-too-amused blue eyes. Currently he's toying rather absently ( Read more... )

*in he strides, maybe six foot one and fairly slender, with black hair and serious dark eyes, hands stuffed in the pockets of his bright red long suit jacket (it's edged with black, and note the tails), one eyebrow slightly quirked as he glances around -- he's wearing what some of the typists have come to recognize as The Outfit, complete with top ( Read more... )

*plops into an armchair carelessly, idly playing with a lighter* Well, what do we have here.

Typist: That's it? Jeez. Presenting the demon Raphael, spawn of Astaroth and Azazel. Yes, we know. Crack.

... I'm sorry. I couldn't stop him. He rescues kittens. ... So anyway.

In the main room, there is a basket. In the basket are three kittens. One is a Birman female (claimed by Ishmy in chat, but omgs.dk;lasifkitten I had to post a picture). One is a male Korat. One is a female Abyssinian.

Birman, Korat, and Abysinnian... And on the floor, a ( Read more... )

*enter one Joel William Nathanson, dressed in -- black leather, okay, Joel, black leather it is. he also has a silver bracelet embedded with rubies, but that's not all that important* *and he may look familiar to those of you who got to interact with John last night, since we actually have identical angeltwins, zomg* *he is an angel, yes, a Samaria ( Read more... )