EP: Kate Barlow | Halloween | Main Bar
Kate wanders downstairs, tiredly running a hand through her hair. The instant she reaches the landing, she finds her fingers brushing cold fiberglass rather than soft hair.
She blinks.
Glancing down at her outfit, she can't help but be grateful that she's actually covered up this year. Perhaps the Bar took pity on her after the night she's had. Still, she isn't sure she gets it.
One USAF pilot in flight suit at the Bar. With a sudden, strange itch to go flying.
[ooc: I declare this open forever, given how late it's actually going up. Tags welcome anytime. ^__^]
She blinks.
Glancing down at her outfit, she can't help but be grateful that she's actually covered up this year. Perhaps the Bar took pity on her after the night she's had. Still, she isn't sure she gets it.
One USAF pilot in flight suit at the Bar. With a sudden, strange itch to go flying.
[ooc: I declare this open forever, given how late it's actually going up. Tags welcome anytime. ^__^]