Winter is Coming.

Those are the words of her House.

Not until now has she realized how important those words really are. There's the oncoming danger and enemies wishing them ill, like her father said. And the need to protect each other.

Even Sansa.

Even if her big sister was horrible sometimes.

Still, it's nothing to get too worried about. ( Read more... )

The door opens. A teenage boy pauses in the doorway with a look of relief, then glances back over his shoulder.

"Hey, guys!" he calls. "I found Milliways!"

He steps inside, and is followed a moment later by two more teenage boys who would appear, at first glance (and second, and third) to be twins. The most immediately obvious difference ( Read more... )

Scarlett O'Hara flounces into the bar. Or, well, she flounces as much as a sixteen-year-old girl in a corset and a hoopskirt can flounce.

(Which is quite a lot, actually. She learned the technique at the Fayetteville Ladies Academy.)

"Oh, this place again. Fiddle-dee-dee, it's always turnin' up when you least expect it."

ooc: I have no idea how ( Read more... )

Summer in Southern California is a sunny, dry, hot time. But more importantly -- it's vacation time. Time to hang out in the Bronze, or the park, or the mall -- unless you're one of the unlucky schmucks who's got summer school.

[ooc: Go on, you know you want to revisit/create your Sunnydale versions of your pups! Have some fun!]

Trixi did not expect a bar to be on the other side of the door to the darkened sound room in the auditorium. This is a place she often comes - sometimes with Tom, sometimes on her own - when she needs a quiet place to think or work a quick spell ( Read more... )

It's prom night at Sunnydale High. The weather is balmy, the gym has been decorated enthusiastically with streamers, and there are no demons running around attempting to eviscerate prom-goers.

YetHowever, somewhere in the throng of early arrivals is senior Ava Wilson; she has a purse full of occult items and a mind full of ill intent ( Read more... )

She has been called the Queen of Ghosts. Goddess of Magic. The virgin, the crone, she that turns away. Three-formed, holder of keys, she-dog, bringer of light--

You get the point.

At the moment, her arrival to the bar is heralded by the howling of dogs ... or at least the howling of one dog. The puppy scampers in ahead of her, yapping to ( Read more... )

Scarlett O'Hara's been here before. Let's not worry about when. Timelines are a hassle. It's enough that she can sashay in, hoops swaying, and make her way to a table in the middle of the room in which to ensconce herself. She arranges her skirts, fluffs up the lace around her bodice, and smiles ( Read more... )

Abby finds a way into Milliways again. This time, she enters with a smile on her face.

Her father is away on business, and her mother is in Switzerland for a spa weekend. It's just Abby and the staff in the house. She can breathe a little more easily and actually relax a bit.

She's a curious girl when she can be. She's very curious about this

A thirteen-year-old girl walks through the door, wiping her eyes. She moves stiffly, taking small, shuffling steps. When she drops her hands, her eyes widen and she steps backwards. She bumps against the wall with a gasp and then a wince ( Read more... )