It was the last day of the reunion and Jessica figured she needed to take a moment alone. Get some solitude, a place to be with her thoughts for a little bit, in a quiet place. The beach would work. Have some white noise from the water, what could possibly be more relaxing ( Read more... )

The strange spell lifted as the sun came down, and left dozens of gremlins looking confused and bewildered all over the island. They skittered home quickly to tell tales of their terrible, no-good-day. Soon, a decision was made, and lo and behold, just an hour after sundown, signs started to appear everywhere reading SORY and WE MAKE IT UP TO U, ( Read more... )

Originally, this was going to be a much smaller event, but then Fandom had to be Fandom and Portalocity had to be Portalocity, and now Zoe was wondering if there would be enough food for everyone or if she'd have to get things from the local restaurants ( Read more... )

Lana had gotten in pretty late last night so she and Ino had agree to meet up here today. She got here a little early, settled down at a table with a pastry and a cup of tea and a good book, and made herself comfortable while she waited.

[ooc: Lana's waiting for Ino, but is more than happy to chat with anyone else who might stop by. And, of ( Read more... )

Peyton was distracted today, worrying about Meg. She knew it had to have been something bad for the Secret Service guys to come sweep her away and she just hoped everything would be okay.

All of which meant rather dark and emo music.

[OCD free.]

Ino hummed as she opened up the store, in a good mood (for reasons that might have involved what she'd gotten up to last night) as she watered plants and took care of the dusting and sweeping that needed to be done ( Read more... )

Ino was rather thoughtful today, slumped in Cable-san’s chair with a notebook after opening and tidying the store. Nibbling on the cap of a pen she idly doodled in the margins of her medical notes and contemplated... stuff. Stuff about boys, and about her studies, and about her dad.

So yes. Stuff.

Wellspring Arms is Open.

After (a) waking up on freaking Galactica Point with Ronan, and (b) showering for about an hour to get the sea smell out of her hair, Parker felt... almost human. Nicotine-deprived, mildly hungover, and in caffiene withdrawal, but human. Now. If only they made amnesia in pill form, she'd be all set! Until then, there was pastry.

[open open open ( Read more... )

Dick woke up on a park bench. He wasn't sure how he got here, but he did know one thing definitively... "It was all just a dream," he said. But he said it quietly so that nobody might hear it. In fact, at the moment it seemed as if his entire purpose was to be in the background if anyone with an actual speaking part wandered by ( Read more... )

Already, it had been a very odd day for Hermaphroditus Sparkles, and that was saying a lot, living the life he did. He knew it would be better come this evening, when he would go out and shine in his element, but, for now, there was drifting in the park, contemplating the letter in his hand that was addressed to his birth name, that lost little ( Read more... )