There's a few people in the Inn that are under one narration, and as the narration does not wish to flood flists, they're all in one post.

April is listening to her walkman and looking through a catalog on her datapad. The height of fashion from around the galaxy. She's looking for the perfect dress. She hasn't found it yet. She knows she will ( Read more... )

((OOI: Jamie and Quinn go to a show, do a little dance, and make a little love. Chat log format. Subtitle courtesy of Aubrey.))

"Mark, I don't know about this guy. He can't hold a guitar for shit." Roger walks along, brandishing his Fender. "Are you sure about him ( Read more... )

((OOI: Jamie and Quinn go on their first date. Jamie refuses to think about his wife. Really. Incomplete, but may stay that way, since it was talked through during the LJ cut-out))

[[OOI: Jamie goes to lunch with a Today For You employee and makes a date.]]

A rockstar appears through where the door would be, falling backwards, covered in mud, a ball flying into the Inn after him. "I caught it, Cohen! You totally owe me.."

Through the door after him, comes Mark, also covered in mud, and facepalming. "Damnit, Roger, that was not supposed to happen."

Please bug. They probably need a towel.

There is a rather preoccupied figure with a notepad and pencil has wandered into the Inn ( Read more... )