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In the middle of the room, ever so see-through at first, then ever so blue, a Police Box materializes. It settles atop crumpled crisps bags and deflated party streamers, crushes a red plastic party cup, and inadvertently sets off a noisemaker.

It lands with an all-too-solid THWUMPThe door gaily ( Read more... )

Most of the toasters he's seen have been in Caprica City, but they're around. They're in Delphi too, they were in Pilgrim Bay. They're around. A lot ( Read more... )

Juliet rocked back and forth on her feet, looking around at all the people in awe. She'd never been to a legit party like this one before. It looked so... So big and crowded and fun ( Read more... )

These weird period theme bars popping up all over the place kind of freak him out. There's one for twenty second century space-stations, twenty third century colonial mars, twenty seventh century Atlantis, and now this one. Twentieth? Twenty-first? And it's not kitschy like the other ones, either. The floor and furniture isn't just plastic dyed and ( Read more... )

Who started this party without her?

A pleased grin slowly works across her face as she weaves through the crowd. Rising on the balls of her feet doesn't help her spot any familiar faces, but it's tough to mind. Just take a look at that bar.

Once she has her hands on a glass filled with sharp green ambrosia -- leave the bottle, she advises the ( Read more... )

Bones hasn't completely learned his way around the Enterprise; he can find his way from his cabin to sickbay, from sickbay to the bridge, in case he needs to yell at Jim face-to-face instead of over the commlink, and from all of those places to the nearest emergency escape pod. Not that he wants to trust himself to one in an emergency ( Read more... )

Oh, don't him wrong, he loves Ostagar with a passion only one who's surrounded by those who love to mock him and he in turn loves to mock can love with such a... yes. Passion. It is his sincerest hope that when Duncan returns, he brings with him a Grey Warden candidate who can hold his own, keep up handily in combat, and cut the Mages even less ( Read more... )

( He hates that goddamn smug sonofabitch. )

 Well, this is something.

He enters quietly from the street and scans the crowd.  He's always been more of a watcher than someone who participates.  He's reminded of this often enough by James and Sirius.  He shucks his cloak off and drapes it over the back of a chair.  He fishes his book out of his bag and gives another look about.  A pint finds ( Read more... )

"Look, all I'm saying is, would it hurt the medical supplies even in the slightest to give me a painkiller?  No.  Just some aspirin would be great.  Maybe some ibuprofen.  Oh, but wait."

He pauses, considers.  "Then, you're really not supposed to have any of that without being able to eat something, right?  I mean, sure, I'd rather have a general ( Read more... )