Sue Ferris is singing and playing the piano. When she finishes up, she's always free for talking to. A lot has been on her mind, but... it's never easy to get her to talk about that.

Martha Jones has mostly recovered. At least, she has no fever and is on antibiotics and has recieved orders from JD that she cannot leave again until she gains at ( Read more... )

((OOC: In honor of Valentine's Day and my insanity, I decided to make a post featuring all of my characters. Feel free to reply with more than one character or to more than one of my characters. This is the post of doom. A V-Day gift to Nina who felt it would be made of win XD And I apologize, in advance, for how many characters I have. HAPPY ( Read more... )

Here's a sight most people won't be used to:

Ivy sitting on a table, cross-legged, with a guitar in her lap and a notebook in front of her, picking out melodies, humming and murmuring to herself, scribbling words and chords.
And the minuet between the heart and the breath is my lullaby.Feel free to be baffled that she can suddenly play guitar ( Read more... )

The Inn has a strange sense of humor sometimes. Ben's gone, so this is obviously the time to return someone who died a little over a month ago ( Read more... )

Sue steps inside the Inn.

It's been two years for her.

And she just ran into Ivy after thinking she'd never see her again.

And now she's back in the Inn after having believed that she would never return to this place either.

She's having a little difficulty reacting at the moment.

Sue is leaving ( Read more... )

Well.

Steve knows that there will be at least one fabulous drag queen looking for him today, possibly two, so after waking up (and leaving a note for Juliet, poor thing, she slept even longer than he did), Steve heads downstairs ( Read more... )

Todd can see the door to the Inn, finally. But he isn't willing to go back yet. He's sitting at a table, balls of paper surrounding him, each with fragments of poetry upon them. There are a few lines set on the paper in front of him, but even after reading over them, he scratches them out near-violently ( Read more... )

Sue is playing the piano. Beatles' songs, specifically. She's working her way through, "Let it Be" at the moment, humming just loud enough to be heard, creating harmony with her voice. It's not often anymore that she plays music written by someone else so it's something to enjoy. She's up for talking at the end of the song if anyone would like.

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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... )