Mina had received orders from the League. She was to report this weekend to Wales to investigate some disappearances in the area. Little else of note was included in the reports, just a list of the people who had disappeared ( Read more... )

Mina's help-wanted sign was still up in the window. She herself had decided to rest in one of the comfy chair, reading a book about a so-called 'Secret'.

Mostly, she was finding the book was filled with nonsense and idiocy.

She sighed. Her life was so hard, here. Really.

[ooc: Open post!]

Mina hung a sign in the front MCA window that evening.

Help Wanted
Building Superintendent
Mechanical Experience a Must
Inquire Within

With that work done, she settled into a chair in the lobby instead of being seated behind her desk. Her life was so hard. Really.

[ooc: Open! Though the job is already claimed.]

Today in the MCA lobby there was Mina behind her desk, ineffectually getting huffy at her laptop screen.

There were people wrong on the internet. They were wrong and she had to tell them why.

Stupid bloody vampire fangirls. Dracula was not misunderstood. He was a bloody monster, and that was that.

Feel free to interrupt her trolling non-working ( Read more... )

Bod always seemed to find a measure of calmness upon visiting the graveyard, even if it wasn't the one he wanted it to be. Still, he'd been here enough lately to have memorized epitaphs, both in Latin and English. He'd created simple stories in his head for just from those words, made the names more than just etchings on granite ( Read more... )

When Marshall came into work today he found a bunch of leftover chips from Cinco de Mayo in the back room. Well, he knew what he concentrating on tonight. Now if only he could find some salsa.

[I'll be slow from 8-10 since it's incest theater on the CW tonight]

Mina settled into the lobby today, still utterly curious about that wolf she'd encountered last week. With no new reports from The League, it was the foremost thing on her thoughts. Even sitting at her desk, doing needed paperwork, was not distracting her from the thought ( Read more... )

It was... a quiet sort of day at the Wellspring Arms. Algren spent most of it nursing a cup of increasingly cold tea, alternating between flipping idly through magazines about hunting rifles and dusting.

Because today just seemed like a good day to dust.

Yes, it was another thrilling day at the Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center.

[Open!]

Mina was doing some tidying in the MCA Lobby today. Paperwork was forgotten as she did the spring cleaning ( Read more... )

Mina was staring at the report she'd received in the post today.

It was written by Rodney Griffin, about his discovery that an organization in France was being formed to be their own version of The League. It seemed there really was a Phantom, not just an alias adopted by James Moriarty ( Read more... )