(Millitimed to a few days ago ( Read more... )

Peter was keeping an eye on Maria for the moment, giving the tired mommy a break. So Dana was in the bar, having some breakfast of orange juice, an omelette, yogurt with fresh fruit and granola. She was idly flipping through a catalog on instruments. The strings on her bow were getting a bit worn, and likely needed replacing soon. And better to do ( Read more... )

The little family had a quiet Easter weekend, reflecting and recuperating. Today, the weather was nice out back so they walked around, carrying little Maria around. Peter, Dana, and Maria were back in the bar, sitting at a booth (Easier for a place to stick the giant diaper bag and such. The parents were getting some food, though Maria already been ( Read more... )

"Alright, honey, breathe, just breathe," Peter said as he opened the front door to the bar, with Dana on his arm. "Everything's all set ( Read more... )

Venkman came downstairs, also from room 2342, and dressed in his jumpsuit, looking really weary and tired. There were quite a few messages for him at the bar. What the hell? Marriages... Barry's gone? Damn. What else? Something about... ah hell. He didn't want to know, he really didn't ( Read more... )

Out back, Giles was heading toward the stables to see about doing some riding again. He needed to think over some things after he had checked the recent notices around the bar, and toward the outer office board.

Also outside, Draco was likewise getting his mind off some problems by flying on his broom.

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In the bar itself, there's Agent ( Read more... )

Peter had been busy with the current case for a couple of days now, and Dana was getting a bit worried. He and Ray were both involved on it, and Egon was monitoring. She just hoped everything turned out all right for all of them ( Read more... )

She's been gone a while. Maybe you missed her. Maybe you haven't. Whichever way, she's back ( Read more... )

Behind the Bar, near the tree line, the sound of hoofbeats rings out. Some moments later Jah-lila steps out from between two of the trees, a small brown cat at her heels.

There's a couple sitting nearby. Actually, Dana's sitting, and Peter's currently standing behind her, with them holding hands over her pregnant tummy, talking quietly to each other. Dana's lips were drawn in a thin line of worry, and Peter seemed equally troubled.
Care to check up on the concerned couple.