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1692 Thunder Road, Tuesday evening
'Greasemonkey' was not exactly a career choice her papa would have wanted for her, but she was perfectly happy to give her Beastie a check-up in the little garage tucked by the side of her new place. She'd have to do something nice for Phoebe, she'd decided. Not making a meal or anything, because that would only end in tears and billowing clouds of ( Read more... ) -
Bates Motel, early Wednesday morning
Ivanova should have been in bed ages ago. She wasn't as young as she used to be, after all.
But when you ran into dark-haired Slayers bearing kosher vodka, well, you just didn't say no.
She unlocked the door, hitting the light switch absently, turning to Faith as soon as they stepped inside, reaching for her. -
A quiet night at home (for hearts_andminds)
Mmmm, real-water showers. Ivanova was never going to get over that, she was pretty sure. Hot water in abundance. Luxury.
A bit dreamy after her forty-five minute steam, Ivanova wandered out of the bathroom into the main room, wrapped in a blue robe and stretching her arms over her head happily. -
Carriage House Room 10, Friday afternoon
Ivanova was rather used to bullying security personnel. Prison personnel weren't really all that different, after all. After three separate phone calls up the chain of command she had it. She sat on her bed with her knees tucked up under her chin, absently chewing her lip as she waited to be connected ( Read more... ) -
OOC: I'm eastward bound
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Carriage House, Room 10, Saturday early morning
It was that dream again. A rather familiar dream, with familiar figures in grey suits and masks, a familiar woman strapped into a familiar chair. Grinning comedy and tragedy masks capered while Ivanova pleaded with them to let the woman go ( Read more... ) -
OOC: Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the St. Laurence River . . .
Tomorrow morning I'm off to Montreal until next Wednesday, but I will not have abandoned you completely! Going to stay with a computer programmer friend of mine, so in between hitting up every gay bar and comic book shop in the city will be time to play ( Read more... ) -
Carriage House Room 10, Monday afternoon
Ivanova let herself in again, rather glad that Faith had left before she had and that all that military training meant her bed was innocently made. She tugged Weevil inside and kissed him as soon as the door was closed. "You walked away."
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OOC: Escape from the Cubefarm
Friday was my last day of work (yay!), so for the next month I will be doing my very best to lounge around and do very little but roleplaying. However, because I live with my parents during the summer, I will be AFK randomly and unannounced quite often.
Good to be back! -
OOC: I suck.
Broadcast will be posted as early as possible tomorrow, sorry. *passes out*