( Private; )

Okay, so I figure while it's cold like this, I should get one of my favourite winter hobbies squeezed in ( Read more... )

( Lance Sweets; )

[Being dropped quite literally into Paradisa, she stumbles a few steps, before looking at her surroundings in disbelief] This wasn't supposed to happen. Maybe...[A pause] Clark? What did you do?

[When she doesn't get an immediate response, she'll try to teleport out, only to end up in the courtyard] ...Well, I can't say that's ever happened

[Coming back to life apparently isn't as dramatic as it sounds. She wakes up with a sharp gasp and with the urge to keep screaming, but that's about it. Everything else is apparently as it should be. The first thing she checks is the lead bracelet still firmly attached to her wrist, and then the journal. Her voice sounds a little strained, like she ( Read more... )

[Step, step, step, step. A swish of a knee-length lab coat. A warm, pleasant voice that sounds as though it belongs to a man in his forties, dictates:]

Good evening, castle. My name is Dr. Albrecht Winston Cabot, but please, just call me Al. [a chuckle]. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but I've come to the grave realization that the people of ( Read more... )

( Agent York; )

Bruce Wayne Hosted Event
Ballroom "A"

Sunday June 21st ~ 5PM until 11PM

( BRUCE WAYNE PARTY -- ALL DETAILS UNDER HERE -- SUNDAY 5PM - 11PM )

( Dr. Lance Sweets; )

( Alicia )