Collins is hunched over a laptop, working on something. Every so often, he turns from the screen to cough. A small cup with assorted medications appears. "All right, I get your point," he grumbles to the ceiling before downing the meds.

James peers over Collins' shoulders. "What precisely is this?" He may be the first wizard to learn how to hack ( Read more... )

Sara is taking a nap on one of the couches. Laura is perched on her stomach, also asleep. Her arms are wrapped protectively around the child.

Collins is doing Something with a laptop. The type of laptop he won't see on his Earth for a few years. Fear.

James is working on new defensive spells. Snape had grudgingly deigned to show him Sectumsempra, ( Read more... )

It's been a while, but for once, Mark is in the Inn ( Read more... )

It's been some time since Grissom was last in the Inn. Retirement suits him well on most days, but not this particular one ( Read more... )

The library is a lovely place to spend a day. Especially a slightly-rainy one.

Aziraphale is perched in a chair, pouring over a quite-old copy of... something. At the very least he looks quite content.

Valentine Wiggin-Skywalker is curled up in the corner of one of the aisles, pouring over a book in Italian.

Mark Cohen and Peter Simons are in ( Read more... )

Every so often, there are scenes that need to be recorded for posterity.

Valentine Wiggin-Skywalker is sitting at a table, a book in front of her, and a huge grin on her face. Joining her is Aziraphale, and they are cheerfully chatting rather animtedly about the book.

To the side, Mark Cohen is playing with three small children, all under six ( Read more... )

There is Sara, with baby Laura. She's holding her with almost a practiced air.

She's also conveniently oblivious to anything unusual happening in the Inn at the moment.

Someone may want to warn her.

Sara hasn't been in the Inn proper for a number of days, now.

She's had distractions. She's been busy.

She's also been exhausted, stressed, frazzled, yet somehow more ecstatic and happy than she could have ever imagined being.

It might have something to do with the bundle she is rocking in her arms.

She's humming under her breath.