Aw, look. Two CTU agents in one post, bonding over a computer.

Well. Adam is playing a game that, as per usual, involves blowing shit up. Castle is hanging over his shoulder waiting for a turn and looking a little distracted.

Come bother either or both! Just don't make Adam lose his game.

[Millitimed to 8pm EST this evening: after thisGorlim, Námo and Lee walk to the door, each bearing a suitcase ( Read more... )

There is a much happier, more content looking Vala this evening.

And he is seated by the fire with a damp hound.

Reading.

Come interrupt him?

Castle. Bar. In.

He had to come downstairs to eat something.

Castle inna bar. Mun has tried to snap him out of the angsty death-brooding, really, she has, but to no avail.

Someone at least tell him to put the Hamlet Cliff Notes away.

So, an Italian walks into a bar and meets a Dane. They get some spiced ale together and go sit at a table, where they have polite conversation about one thing and another, and marvel at the weird futuristic gadgetry around them ( Read more... )

There is a Castle in the bar, lying on a couch and brooding about how none of the shiny new 24-canon affects him, because he's dead.

...okay, not really, but that's what the mun's thinking about.

Come poke at him.

[OOC: Mun may be disappearing for fairly large stretches of time here and there to procure food and drive home and such, but is ( Read more... )

If you didn't know any better, you would think Jason hasn't moved since last night. Still lounging in the booth, iPod blaring in his ears. From time to time you might hear him singly softly along. Only this time, he has a plate of baked apples that he's picking at.
Say hello?

A not'cat is sprawled on a cushion of a sofa near the fire.

He is napping.

Come and scritch the tabby?

[OOC: mild sexual discussion/situation below -- as well as gratuitously skirting the line of Rule #3.]

At some point between late, late last night and late this afternoon, Gorlim had left his side.

But the Vala had not left the sofa or the fire.

He has ordered another cup of the tea Asar-Suti had kindly left him, but he still broods.

Now he has even more to brood about.

Care to bother him?