Carl asked Bar for a snack to go along with his reading.
He's starting to think he should've been a little more specific than 'surprise me,' though. As it is, he's got these... Mobius-strip onion ring things that don't actually taste like onion rings. It's weird.
In any case, he's going back and forth among the book, the snack, and the people-

Carl went back to San Francisco after lunch yesterday... and promptly realized he'd forgotten to leave a note for Val, at the very least. Which wouldn't be such a big deal, only he's thinking her input on the paperwork stuff could be helpful ( Read more... )

You know what sucks ( Read more... )

Carl considered checking out the stuff outside, but the view out that window is... very white. For a California native, that much snow takes a little preparation ( Read more... )

(And now, a pre-Milliways mini-saga: Sometime in the post-tofu fleeing, a couple of conversations are had. One of these starts some gears turning, as these things happen.
On a more immediate note, Murphy's Law would of course dictate that the worst possible person sees the gears in question.)

"Just let it drop, Mother, will you? Not everything ( Read more... )

You know that table? The one in the middle with a green ink stain? Well, at the moment, it's occupied by an empath with a pile of papers, and a small datapad, which she seems to be pouring over quite carefully. However, she's more than happy to talk to anyone who comes her way.

[ When you're kidnapped, mentally screwed with, and arrested all in one week, there's not a whole heck of alot you can do. Figures that the good would only be balanced out by the bad. And it figures that after surviving a face off with a serial killer and the machinations of a mysterious figure who rivals the Cigarette Smoking Man, you'd be ( Read more... )

Mara Jade in the bar, staring at a glass of wine in front of her, and sometimes at the wall where the door should be.

Only it's not.

And her wine's not very interesting anymore.

April inna booth.

She's bundled up but shivering a little, and coughing.

She's also in denial about the fact that she's getting sick.

Come talk to her.

[Yes, she caught the flu from Mark. But, obviously, your pup only has to get it from her if you want them to. ^_^]

[ oom: sometimes you're still a kid playing at being a jedi ... and sometimes, you're not. Rated C for Kriffin' Corellians, N for Not'droids, and A for ANGST.]

There's a noise, at the ceiling. Probably a familiar noise, to a lot of people; a very unique buzz, wavering as the blade causing it cuts through something.

Then there's a hole in the ( Read more... )