[Monday morning comes, as most Monday mornings tend to, far too fast. Eunice didn't necessarily get herself -plastered- the night before, but she had a couple of drinks at the DeathMatch, and while they're not making her head pound, they're making her urge to sleep in all that much stronger ( Read more... )

( Smecker )

[Smecker and Eunice are at Deathmatch sitting at the bar, drinking, chatting and otherwise relaxing. He takes a sip of his bourbon and smirks at her]

So, how'd you like being a DEA agent? Did it spoil you for the little ol' FBI?

( homeless shelter filter )

[after a day of patrol and dealing further with what few details she has of Joshua's murder, Eunice has found herself a stool at Church's bar and has two shots of Bushmill's lined up in front of her. usually, she's a martini girl, but tonight is different. she's wearing a plain black dress - the skirt is a little risque, but there you have it - ( Read more... )

[a decidedly less-menacing reflection of himself, Legato is just another harmless human in a vast city now. Holed up in an abandoned apartment building, his journal is lying propped partially open nearby, forgotten]

[unwittingly dictated to himself, quietly] ...I can't even remember your name.

Tell me what to do.

((ooc: mostly for Jay/Eunice, but you ( Read more... )

[Eunice was grateful that they'd all had the weekend to get used to their new surroundings - she'd gotten to know Lindsay and Hikari a little better, though it still felt strange to be sharing her space with two other people, after a few months in the castle and months and months of hotel rooms and apartments before that. things being as they were ( Read more... )

[yawns and stretches, woken up by the light coming in through her blinds. rolls over and squints, then -- waitaminnit. her room didn't HAVE blinds]

What, this bullshit again...? [sits up, rubbing at her eyes] Yeah, no, this ain't my room.

[but that's her gun on the bedside table. picks it up and gets up out of bed, and proceeds to edge her ( Read more... )

( Tiana )

[Sweets wakes up in this particular scenario, hoping for no dog and, if anything no other animals bigger than himself who might eat him. One heart attack is enough for the week. As he settled down into the blankets a bit, he'll peck at the leg next to him -- gently, of course -- and try to see if he can rouse the person next to him with a bit of ( Read more... )