Who: Ianto and Grace
What: snarking and gifting
When: Saturday night
Where: Grace's place ( Read more... )

Who: Grace and Sam
What: Not being at the Town Hall meeting
When: Wednesday Afternoon
Where: Around Jhelbor ( Read more... )

Above the ground, in the center of the city of Jhelbor, in a room that John has long since vacated, a twisted piece of shimmering metal and glass seems to shrink down down down until it's nothing more than a pinprick, and then the air around it explodes, and the ripples of that much magic being unmade travel out in all directions.

It's too much. Too ( Read more... )

Who: Grace and Bret
What: Being dangerously intoxicated
When: Wednesday, March 17th
Where: Around Jhelbor ( Read more... )

Who: Grace and Ianto (and Jack at the end)
What: Drinking. Talking. Snarking.
When: Feb. 22, Rowan time
Where: Grace's place

It had been a month now since the time fluctuations had started. A month since he'd had any real privacy. A month since Jack had had any privacy. And it couldn't go on. Ianto's conversation with Jemaine over the journals had ( Read more... )

Who: Everybody!
What: Celebrating the Stoat's re-opening
When: Thursday (February 11) Evening
Where: Frolicking Stoat

( For we may and might never all meet here again )

Who: Cherry, Cordelia, and YOU (separate threads for each convo, please ( Read more... )

WHO: Cho and whoever would like to find her as she makes her rounds with the lights ( Read more... )

The Elf embassy has been prepared. Half-rebuilt, from the ugly, square, squat building that it once was to something better, something with soaring arches and vaulted hallways and high ceilings ( Read more... )

WHO: Jack, Grace, Bret (if someone wants to talk to them, awesome, if not, this is just a narrative ( Read more... )