Curious and curiouser, look at who it is. Darren Nichols.

And he's naked.

Well, mostly naked. He's wearing a short bathrobe and a whole bunch of glowpaint, and he's just entered the bar.

He looks happy.

Elsewhere, a small Drama begins to unfold. And Darren comes through the door afterwards, looking rather distressed. He makes for the bar and a drink.

There's a lot of thinking to be done.

( oom: In which Darren and Le Chiffre manage to come to a compromise. Rated Adult. )

omgwtfwaitress!

This is your entrance post on almost twelve hours of working Guys & Dolls sound. Any questions?

[ooc: Bedtimes for muns. Tags for slowtime are welcome!]

Mister Nichols is sitting in the bar, bundled in various layers and looking rather... irked.

It's been about twenty four hours since he walked back through the bar doors, and he's already had an interesting time of it.  However complicated things have momentarily become, he feels fairly sure it will turn out alright in the end.

Thus, sitting and ( Read more... )

Darren Nichols is reclined in a chair by the fire, legs thrown out in such a way that you could be forgiven for tripping over them, attention burried in a book in such a way that you could consider his concentration to endearing to yell at him for taking up this much space ( Read more... )

The couch by the fire has been commandeered by one tired Marc St. James, who is currently sprawled out in it, legs sticking off the edge. Normally, he wouldn't let himself do this, but it's a comfy couch. It may be worth noting at this point that he's fully awake, although a copy of Mode that he found under his bed is resting on his chest.

He's in a ( Read more... )

[OOMs: After a long while away, during which he does not have the best time ever, Darren Nichols returns and nearly gives Kit Marlowe a heart attack. There's near death and fade to black. Darren Nichols is, as usual, an idiot.]

Darren Nichols, glasses slipping off his nose, hair a disaster, shirt buttons two holes off where they should be and conspicuously lacking a scarf, enters the bar at high speed.

He goes out again just as quickly. One gets the impression this will be for some time. Such a thing cannot be helped.

[ OoM: In which Marlowe and Darren lie about their week. There is also talking involved, and possibly even Talking.]