Rae awoke this morning with an irritating little tickle in the back of her throat, as if she had something stuck there that she couldn't get free, no matter how much she coughed or cleared her throat. It was annoying, but not nearly as annoying as actually getting up had been. Her arms and legs ached as though she'd run a race in her sleep, and ( Read more... )

It may look strange, if one isn't expecting it ( Read more... )

On the occasion of her eleventh birthday, Ingress dreams a little dream of oh, so many things.

tiny tag: Vanyel Ashkevron

Pam is tapping her long nails on the bar. She is also tapping her very pointy heels.

Someone is annoyed.

Also hungry.

[tiny tag: Pam]

Out by the lake, a belated tenth birthday party is in full swing. And full bounce, climb, and walk!

It's a great way to spend a Midsummer day.

Tiny celebratory tags: Marquis de Carabas, Sari Sumdac, Lorne, Elle Bishop, Kida

Lamia can often be found with a daiquiri on one side of the bar. So it hardly comes as a surprise when she’s asked to distribute alcohol on the other side. In fact, she’s an excellent bartender-she can stir and shake with the best of them.

She erases the smudged drawings from a previous Happy Hour on the specials board, replacing them with:

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One thing the Marquis de Carabas has noticed about London Below: when one is gone for, say, three years and then returns suddenly and without fanfare, one is talked about. Not necessarily overtly, but in whispers in the shadows. And since nothing that happens in the underground really stays quiet for very long -- even if stories are routinely ( Read more... )

It's been a very long time since he was last here. Three years or more, and while the passage of time has never really been a concern, it's a relief to know that some doors take a man exactly where he wants to be. It might look as though he closes his eyes and breathes in deeply once the door settles shut behind him, but the Marquis de Carabas ( Read more... )

OOM: Death Eaters in London Below

Everything begins sometime Saturday afternoon with Tom and the Marquis in London Below. The Marquis tells Tom that wizards in masks have been causing trouble.

Tom hurries home to Door to tell her he must deal with them himself.

Deal with them, he does.

He returns home again, very conflicted and strangely (in ( Read more... )

Tom storms into the bar, looking seriously put out ( Read more... )