Nikolai's Old Room at the Arms, Tuesday Night
Nikolai hadn't really been planning on staying in Los Angeles when he'd left the island for Thanksgiving, but then he had. Which meant, inevitably, that a heaping crapload of his stuff had been left behind... not the least of which being his bike.
Aaand all of his DVDs. And half of his heroing equipment. His spare helmet. A few books. His weights...
So, this was his last pit-stop on the island, and he'd enlisted Allie's help. After all, even if he'd been out taking hits of energy from criminals out in Balitmore (he hadn't), there wasn't much of a chance that he'd be able to pack up and carry everything back home through a portal on his own.
"I'm thinking," he said thoughtfully, "that maybe I just leave the movies behind. I have most of these back in L.A. too."
[OOC: For the vampire!]
Aaand all of his DVDs. And half of his heroing equipment. His spare helmet. A few books. His weights...
So, this was his last pit-stop on the island, and he'd enlisted Allie's help. After all, even if he'd been out taking hits of energy from criminals out in Balitmore (he hadn't), there wasn't much of a chance that he'd be able to pack up and carry everything back home through a portal on his own.
"I'm thinking," he said thoughtfully, "that maybe I just leave the movies behind. I have most of these back in L.A. too."
[OOC: For the vampire!]