I've seen a few offers in here for tracking and going out on trips. A few for training, self-defense... [clears his throat]

Anyone here just need a sparring partner?

[a beat] I'd prefer not to get thrown across the room from a single blow, no offense to the ones here that have that kind of strength.

[he's quiet a bit]I just need something that' ( Read more... )

[he hadn't wanted it to be true, so maybe he'd spent the past few days trying to track her down. Of course, the singing didn't help, but now he's ready to let everyone know, because now he knows it to be undeniably true]

Anyone that knew Bela Talbot, she's gone home.

[he's pretty sure she had set up some sort of trust for the shop. Willow, and ( Read more... )

[there's a sigh of relief]

Well, that seems to be over. If I ... broke anything of yours, recently, just let me know. I'll figure out how to make it up to you.

[however, now that he can touch bowls, plates, and other cookery - he's going to do something BIG]

Anyone up for a food challenge? [despite not being able to count, he can use a scale to ( Read more... )

[there's a crunch of porcelain before a cup of luke-warm coffee pours over the journal]

Dammit! Dammi-- [reaches for paper towels and starts to blot at the mess]

Sorry, guys. Just a broken mug.

Shit. [takes his journal and goes to flick it next to him, but the binding cracks in half and the journal flies out of his hand and across the floor] ( Read more... )

[Do you smell that Paradisa? ~~~ it's wafting through the lobby... coming from the Lux ( Read more... )

[The Lux is back in business once again, and anyone stopping by might notice two new mascots wandering around. Feel free to shoo them away from your booth or hand them something that you don't want anymore. Alice and Cooper will be happy with whatever you hand them.]Those of you regulars that are interested, I've opened the Lux back up. Well, at ( Read more... )

( Team: Leverage )

[meanwhile... at the Lux, the sounds of a Turtledoves cooing and then some murmured sounds, followed by a prompt scuffling/shuffling of feet and chairs and a knocked over journal that had been just open on the counter was now knocked to the floor]

No. Just. No, you stay over there.

[flustered sound] I am! You stay over there!

I am staying over here. ( Read more... )

( Sam Winchester )

[he'd been expecting someone to give him some sort of news on inventory, but when nothing came he opted to check on the place himself. Of course, he wasn't expecting the place to be empty. Opening the journal, for the first time that day he flips through the journal. Frowning he dictates:]I'm not sure I'm gonna like the answer to this one, but ( Read more... )