Piper walks out of the kitchen with a notice:

In the kitchen cooking.
Will take requests.

-Piper

She sets it up on the bar before going back in the kitchen.

If your heading out towards the forest, you might notice the heavy scent of blood that's on the air. Faint closer towards the bar, stronger by the clearing that's become a bunny graveyard. Not one or two, but ten to twenty little bodies litter the clearing. Some eaten, some just killed for the purpose of killing ( Read more... )

Outside, in the morning sun, Jor-El is flying. Most of the time,of late, he has been studying Earth science and conducting tests of these strange abilities he has developed. But even he cant resist the siren call of flight and wind and sun all the time. So, off he has gone, high up over Milliways, enjoying the sun and air.

Sam's sitting in front of the observation window. She looks troubled and if she's a million lightyears away ( Read more... )

[OOM: I present The Stargate Plot, in all it’s glory!
And since it’s kind of confusing (I swear I tried to make it not, but you know) and really long, here’s RDCV with linkies to make it easier on your heads. The team go the Stargate, arrive, then split into two groups. Sheppard’s team: explore, invisible bats-things, Prue and Paige glow, attacked ( Read more... )

Sam stands in front of the Stargate, all suited up in her gear and looking all offical ( Read more... )

Sam's in the bar again. There is a laptop and papers scattered in front of her.
She's takes turns typing and scribbling notes. Every once in awhile she looks up but apparently not seeing who she's looking for she goes back to her laptop.

Suffice to say she's no longer humming. But at least this is the Sam we're used to.

[OOC: This is so not ( Read more... )

Jor-El is standing, well, floating, upside down, outside. He has a pile of small objects that he is staring at, each individually. In his ongoing quest to understand his powers, he has been testing them, one by one ( Read more... )

Jor-El is pacing... on the ceiling. garbed, still, in traditional Kryptonian clothing, he walks back and forth on the underside of the rafters, pondering Piper's actions and the dillemma faced by parents and... mostly being frustrated.

Upside down Krytonian. Defying gravity. Have at.

And Mary Anne's back on the couch. A few more bruises from her fight with Martin decided to make themselves known; that plus last night's meeting of the minds with Namo didn't exactly equal a terrific night's sleep.

She is again using her book to keep the light out of her eyes. Not like she hasn't read it before.

[ooc: brief hiatus for dinner ( Read more... )