[OOM: Agnes goes to see Jack/Tim/Hellspawn. Finally. Millitimed to last night. Warnings for schmoop and smut.]

((OOC:Anyone who wants to say goodbye to Tim, this is your chance. This is his exit post, feel free to tag, and he'll talk it out. This post is open until everyone who wants to say bye has done so.))Tim/Milliways, OTP ( Read more... )

Tim is still in bar, and he's moaning in a booth. See, last night he went shot for shot with Indy.

And boy, is he feeling it.

And boy, is Jack taking advantage of it.

"WHAT's the matter, DAD? Drink too MUCH, last NIGHT?"

Tim is in bar.

He's chatting amiably with Hellspawn.

Tag away

"Okay, okay, fine, you've been nagging me for long enough, here."

A long bronze key is handed from the elder Tim to the younger Tim. And Hellspawn looks quite delighted.

"You owe it to me."

Yup, both of them are here, if you want either of them. And Hellspawn is looking desperately for Agnes.

Sign, sign, everywhere a sign, do this don't do that...

Tims got a sign up.

"I LEAVE IN A WEEK. COME CHAT."

And yes, Hellspawn is somewhere nearby. He's loathe to leave his creator.

There is a sign up.

"FREE SKATERUGS TO GOOD HOME OR BEST OFFER."

And a Tim leaning back in his chair, snoring a bit. And possibly drooling.

Somewhere around is Hellspawn, if you'd prefer him.

Why settle for an ordinary entrance post when there's drama going free?

Steph had planned to go spend some quality time with the sunshine, her skaterug and the lake, in that order. But hey, someone's left flowers scattered around. What a mess. Ooh, they're pretty, though. She swoops down from the rafters and scoops one up ( Read more... )

Both Tims are still in bar.

Real Tim is taking the time to write out some notes. Whether he'll actually send them out or not, well, that's up for debate.

And Hellspawn?

Well, he's still moping.

Both of them are still in the bar ( Read more... )