It was nearly seven, Hannibal had just finished setting the table for his guests. The appetizer salad was sitting at each place setting with all of the appropriate silverware, napkin, and wine glasses. He had a variety of bottles prepared for this evening, four were specifically paired with each dish for any of his guests that enjoyed wine. He ( Read more... )

The chakram for Ares was proving to be difficult to design. Annatar could not figure out a way for it to separate in flight and return itself together, possible also in flight. Not without using magic, or power, or however it was called, in ways that no Elf could do so. He could design it to be separated and thrown, either together or apart, but ( Read more... )

It was a morning - well, an afternoon really - for coffee. Entertaining one's most insatiable and vigorous client until the wee hours of the morning while fun was also taxing on the body. The wizard brushed the back of his hand over the yellowing bruise on his jaw, an attempt to itch it without actually applying too much pressure. The few hours of ( Read more... )

Didn't it just figure?! Frank, being locked away like a fairytale princess with no one to rescue him, and he'd missed all the fun! Oh, he'd heard the screaming, heard all the fracas, but could he join in? Savor all the madness?! NO. Somehow his door was locked and he couldn't get out. His pout was mega-watted and he was very dismayed ( Read more... )

Meg was walking down the street with a box of beer under her arms and a bag with two new pair of shoes. The village looked like hell, but that didn't mean she had to stop enjoying herself. The truth was this place was still better than the actual Hell where there was fire and brimstone and Crowley to torture you. Meg thought the village looked ( Read more... )

There were three locked rooms at the Sin tonight. The doors didn't rattle on their hinges, there was no screaming or sounds of breaking glass from inside the rooms, no sign that the single occupants were even there. In fact, there were only five people in the establishment that knew they were there: the three people that had been attacked, one ( Read more... )

(ooc: takes place a day or two after this, before the current plot)

It didn't take Charles long to get to the Sin (though he admittedly had never thought he would be in this place. However, he kept a small smile on his face as he wheeled himself through and knocked on the jamb of Draco's office door. "Hello, Draco. Thank you for seeing me," he

Buffy had learned long ago that she could do more with the help of others than by herself. Sure, she bossed people around and was the General in a lot of ways with the others that helped both in Sunnydale and other places but she knew as she stood at the entrance to the lobby and looked into the ballroom, that this wouldn't have been pulled off ( Read more... )

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A part of Meg had no idea why she was putting her life on the line for Castiel and the Winchesters. She knew better. She was a demon and self preservation was one of the skills you got really good at being in Hell. Even so, she had put herself in the direct path of the current king of Hell and she knew she was probably going to die ( Read more... )