Who: justalilcontact and dontdotricks
Where: Hors de Prix Strip Club
Time of Day: Just after sunrise
Open or Closed: Closed ( Read more... )

Who: justbeingaqueen and usedtohaveabs
Where: Bungalows @ The Resort
Time of Day: Just after sunrise
Open or Closed: CLOSED ( Read more... )

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She'd walked into the Four Sands Cafe and asked about a job after accepting (and being told many times by Jack) that she'd be here for longer than a couple of weeks. He couldn't give her a definite time she'd be here, so she now found herself moving around tables, balancing plates in numbers she never had before.

"Is there anything I can get for you ( Read more... )

She'd found out where her room was and climbed the inside steps at the resort, glad for Jack's directions to the hotel, even though he'd walked her there, saying again he wouldn't let a hysterical woman alone on her own. It had made Katherine smile, and as she'd said goodbye and thank you at the entrance, she'd been glad for the company.

OOC: I don' ( Read more... )

Captain John has returned to the island for some much needed warmth - the weather in the real world is bloody insane ( Read more... )

Rob was standing, stunned, out by the pool of the resort having just experience a very large woman come up and lay a wet, enthusiastic lipstick kiss on his cheek, followed by a ruffling of his hair as she told him his ass looked good in these jeans like a soldier's should. It was only when she winked at him and pointed upwards that Rob realised he ( Read more... )

The club had closed a while ago, but Buffy was still there. Actually, she found it kind of nice. Like her own little world on the island. It was easier being alone. She never liked it, but she was coming to the conclusion that it was easier. No messy flirting, no messy crossed signals. No worrying about starship captains and her sister-in-Slayage ( Read more... )

Katherine Reimer sat at the kitchen table in her flat in London, a few sheets of paper, a pen, and an addressed envelope in front of her. She had been intending to write a letter for the past half hour and had got nowhere. How exactly were you supposed to tactfully ask a person if the other half of their personality was still around ( Read more... )

For a moment Peter wasn't aware of anything but the beeping of a heart monitor. He wasn't even quite aware that that was what he could here. Just the knowledge that there was a beeping breaking into the darkness that surrounded him, and it was a noise he had heard before ( Read more... )