[OOM: An invasion is interrupted, and some people step way outside their comfort zone. Others don't. But at least San Francisco is saved?]

[warning for violence and decisions of questionable morality (i.e. torture).]

[Tinytag: Dinah Lance]

[OOM: Just after this happens back in San Francisco.]X, in her yellow uniform which is starting to look green in a couple places (Skrull blood spurts just as much as mutant blood), slips through the door, eyes already scanning the room for some of the people she knows ( Read more... )

It's six am Christmas morning in the old Amazon Confederation, and Cathy's dressed in a black skirt and green turtleneck, with a cheap Santa Claus hat and blinking Christmas Tree earrings.

She's sitting on a barstool, back to the Bar, besocked (but not beshoed) feet tucked behind the wooden legs as she watches the room. She's waiting for Cass, but ( Read more... )

The bar is bristling with boxes, scraps of wrapping paper, and more deliberate decorations. Cameron does a remarkable job of projecting confusion without actually moving her face in any way.

She's an advanced model.

Cass has a milkshake! It is chocolate! And delicious! It is her fourth... or maybe fifth of the evening.

Cass may be a bit bouncy. Perhaps even sugar-high.

This might explain why she's crouching in a chair rather than sitting in it, and bouncing lightly up and down on her toes.

No surprises for guessing what the theme of Justin's shift is tonight. He's put some Christmas lights along the edge of Bar, a small fibre-optic tree at one end and his ipod speakers are belting out cheerful Christmas songs. He's even wearing a cheesy Santa hat.

Specials

Christmas Cheer
Christmas Pudding
Drunk on ChristmasAnd for those who don't ( Read more... )

Cass has always liked the rafters. They are fun and high and out of the way ( Read more... )

Cassandra is practicing keeping her balance in awkward positions. It's one of those skills that you can always improve because there are always more awkward positions you could need to hold ( Read more... )

Cathy walks in through the door, and stops. Her sleeves are a lot longer than usual, and her hair's pulled back and braided. She looks down (startled by the collar the tugs at her neck when she does so), and starts to giggle.

When she stops she takes a moment to evaluate, and walks into the bar with a cocky tilt to her head. She finds a seat at a ( Read more... )

Cass bounces into the bar. She's not in costume, but rather a black knit sweater and black pants. She bounces over toward the bar in search of a delicious milkshake ( Read more... )