[ OOM: David's having a little difficulty writing.

OOC: Open to anyone who milli-canonically has access to Loki's Tokyo House and would be looking for David :D]

Claudia is curled up on a couch. She's wearing a simple dress this early in the morning. Not sure why, but it was what Bar had given her when she'd asked for a new dress. She missed Louis buying her lovely, expensive gowns ( Read more... )

David's in the bar. Evidently, he looks a little busy. He came here looking for someone - Richard, or Nick, or even Lestat. Anyone, really. He doesn't have his papers with him - the book's almost finished, and it's sitting at home in a folder, awaiting him.

Come, talk to the vampire! He doesn't bite (except when hungry).

There's a Lestat in the bar. Casual. Nonchalant. Trying to look as if he drinks here every night. Trying, when he picks up a leaflet concerning Lilly's launch-party, to look as if he's not surprised by the staff's new attitude to paid-for sex.

The bar itself seems rather empty, so he saunters over to Lilly's suite.

David is in the bar today, as opposed to being somewhere else. The mun's brane, unfortunately, did not follow him to aforementioned bar.

He's just making himself comfortable in a booth with a book (Goethe's Faust, again) and a cup of tea.

There's no bloodpudding with a candle in it, but Nick is at the bar. He looks... well, depressed is pretty standard for the last few months (and centuries, but who's counting?) with the exception of those times when friends lift his spirits for him, but Ivanhoe the rat has served him his usual and seems to be keeping something of an eye on him ( Read more... )

Sheila comes in through the front door - she's not changed much since last time. Far too busy with clients and redecorating her apartment to bother dyeing her hair or getting it styled or anything. She just looks... same as last time. If a little smilier ( Read more... )

All good things must come to an end, and so Charlie is back from Chris's palace in India.

He has presents, though.

Van Helsing is sitting by the fire, sipping brandy, Natalie sitting next to him.

Several tables away is Connor MacLeod with a glass of Scotch and maybe a sword.

[OOC: both pups will be exiting the bar later tonight as mun may not be available to perform said action tomorrow night... feel free to tag...]

The mun reserves the right to disappear in a few hours to let her younger sibling online ( Read more... )