Now there's something you don't see every day (because the mun is swamped with history homework.) Two CTU agents, sitting at a table, amicably sharing a plate of onion rings ( Read more... )

[OOM: In Room 144, Námo spends a little time with Lee while reflecting.]

Castle in the bar. Unlike his mun, he is not suffering from a violent stomach flu, and has not been going to bed every night at 8:30.

So he's just draped over his usual couch, playing with Zeke the cat. Bother at will.

[Millitimed to just before midnight on Friday ( Read more... )

[OOM: In Room 144, Námo and Lee have a quiet, schmoopy moment.]

Castle has porn.

Not very interesting porn, judging by his bored expression, and not recognizable as such without reading over his shoulder, but porn nonetheless.

Have at.

There is a somewhat melancholy traitor hanging about in the bar this morning. He's staring at the fire in a hypnotized sort of way.

It's probably a good idea to come distract him.

If you're his brother, even better.

Castle's sitting by the fire, attempting to read Dante again.

Abandon all hope, ye who comment here.

Jason is lounging in a booth, picking at a plate of potatoes.
The beef had been gone for awhile.
He looks bored. Come talk to him?

The door opens ( Read more... )