"--No," Riley protests, doing a weird sort of jerky shuffle-step as he hops into the bar on one leg, one side first, clearly yanking against something. "No, would you -- hey! Bad dog! Bad, bad dog! I am not a chew tThe sound of growling from through the door (and from the leg that is not yet visible in the bar) and then a yelp, presumably as the ( Read more... )

Coyote is standing next to the bar with a rather annoyed expression on her face. She seems to be talking to a napkin. Newcomers may be confused. Regulars will recognize this as negotiation ( Read more... )

The door to the lake opens, and Kate comes in through it, rubbing her hands together for a moment before she starts peeling those gloves off.

It's cold. If it's not the coldest she's ever been, it's still colder than she's been in a long time ( Read more... )

[Life isn't fun for meteor freaks in Smallville. But sometimes, cures may offer a hopeful future. After investigation, a decision is made. But not everyone is happy about it. And in the end, the right decision might've been the wrong one. Good thing Clark is around to save the day.]It's been a few days since Clark rescued her from Dr Knox. ( Read more... )

Coyote slams into the bar grinning fit to burst. She's wearing leather, pants and boots, with her jacket slung over one shoulder. She's been riding her motorcycle without her helmet, hard and fast. Her t-shirt is streaked with sweat, and her hair is windblown and sticking to her forehead and neck ( Read more... )

Coyote is lurking in a booth near the front door. Yep. Nothing to see here. Move along, move along.

The door opens innocently and admits a tall, well-dressed man into the Bar from what appears to be a men's clothing store behind him. He is handsome, with an easy smile and light hair, laugh lines around his eyes and mouth, and generally seems to be in a good mood ( Read more... )

Riley stops dead the second that he steps in the door ( Read more... )

[OOM: Just released from six months of being Bound, Riley has never been so happy to see Ben Gates in his life.]

Millitimed to approximately four months ago in bar-time.]

[Tag: Ben Gates]

[OOM: In Washington D.C., time goes by.]