"--surutoki noufu wo kougeki suru!The man who walks through the door is already in the clothing of 1905, waistcoat and all, though his jacket is off and his shirtsleeves are rolled up. He's half turned to finish his remark to someone outside; he sounds thoroughly annoyed ( Read more... )

If it's Indian, Satine has a weakness for it. And so when the curry appeared, really, it was more a pleasant surprise than anything else. She went to bed feeling fine, feeling slender and leggy and possessed of a head of red tresses enough to drive men wild from Paris to... well, whatever mattered that was outside of Paris, really ( Read more... )

Gin woke up yesterday with a very strange feeling. The day before he’d found that his door had unaccountably gone missing, and after deciding that it wasn’t worth getting upset about (Kira could take care of the paperwork and all those stupid forms, after all, he was so good about that) he got a room key and headed up for some sleep.

Then he ( Read more... )

It’s those little things in life, like being able to actually reach doorknobs, that you never really appreciate until you find yourself one foot tall.

And cute.

And fluffy.

Penguin inna bar, trying to get as drunk as possible (a tricky feat when you can’t actually lift the glass). Don’t let the aura of overwhelming adorability fool you.

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The blonde girl walks purposefully into the bar behind a rather large stack of papers, focused more on not dropping any of them than her surroundings. She sighs and frowns a little

"Um, Matt, Andy said you needed... to..." Blink. "This... isn't Matt's office."

Suzanne, welcome to Milliways.

[ Pre-entrance post]"- nurse... went ( Read more... )

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If you follow the sound of the humming, you might round a corner and chance upon a distractable young woman nursing a tea with Bailey's in.

Tea always tastes better with conversation, don't you agree?

[ After this. ]

Three tired figures enter the bar. Two are locked together: one tall man with his arm slung around a petite blonde wearing an oversized jacket. The man looks quite relieved to be inside the bar.

[ ooc: plotlocked. ]

She's been around. It's just an optical illusion if you haven't seen her.

Satine. Red dress. Plate of something called panang curry, which the mun is certainly not enjoying at this very moment.

Hello.