Makita's not in the cells right now, but while she was she had one final round of visitors.

Henry stops by again and there is plotting. Snowball type plotting. Rapunzel assures Makita that she's strong enough to control her temper. Wells explains a bit about why he's upset, and offers some pointers on not lashing out. Jet isn't really worried ( Read more... )

From beyond the Door, a gruff male voice shouts: "Krelborn! Get up here this instant ( Read more... )

*The front door opens, and in comes ... someone wrapped in a great deal of muffler and coat.*

*As the door closes, gloved hands come up to unwind the muffler (red and gold striped) and reveal the face of Andrew Wells. He lets out a relieved sigh and heads for the bar, pulling off his coat on the way.*Bar? Peppermint mocha, please. And a bagel ( Read more... )

Tonight, there was a car - different from the usual car - sitting in the bar. Black and beautifully reflective, no sound came from it, the windows were opaque, and the only sign of life was the consistant sweep, back and forth, of a red scanner along its track.

Why was there a car in the bar anyway?

The front door opens.

And a plushie dragon flops on the ground as if it had been thrown inside.

Brooklyn sits up, looks down at himself. Turns his head and shakes one of his tiny (PURPLE!?) wings.

"...I hate magic."

The black puppet werewolf bounds out from underneath a booth table, already hyperactive and ready to play. He's just as inquisitive as he was last night. New people! New scents! New things to explore! What's that? And that? Is that a toy? Sniff!

He won't bite! And if he does, his teeth are all foam anyway, so no harm done! Come play with him! ( Read more... )

[OOM: Concentrate always on the inevitability of your endMakita wasn't expecting to walk into Milliways today. It takes her a minute for her brain to catch up and figure out where she is ( Read more... )

The bar door slams open, and Kira comes in from outside. She's wheezing slightly, in the manner of someone who's been running around in cold winter air, and carrying a dark felt bundle. There's odd white streaks over it. Kira looks around, heads for a booth, and puts it down. Now it looks more like a large, dark, hairy wolf ( Read more... )

When the door opens, Monk is delighted to see Milliways. It's been a while since his last visit, and he was actually beginning to miss it.

Until now, that is.

As he enters the bar, he notices that he is not walking, but floating, and when he catches a glimpse of his arms, well.

He screams.

Ladies and gentlemen, to add to the chaos, there is now a ( Read more... )

When you've been at the lycanthropy game long enough, you eventually get to the point of knowing exactly when and where you've got to be well before moonrise. Wells makes a habit, at home, of being away from human habitation an hour and a half beforetime. It's a ltitle chancier here, though- especially since he's taken on the job of keeping an eye ( Read more... )