Priestly woke up slowly and blinked sleepily at the ceiling of the hotel suite. It was nice and dark at the moment, only little bits of sun peeking in around the drawn curtains, so he wasn't sure yet if he had a hangover. How drunk had he gotten last night? He really liked champagne ( Read more... )

Momo's Valentine's Day flowers had been received and enjoyed. Mostly by the excitable red panda who stuck his snout into the blooms and then proceeded to spread their pollen all over the apartment ( Read more... )

"Alright, Mr. Priestly," the doctor said, holding up a cast saw. "You ready to get this thing off you?"

"I cannot possibly express how much," Priestly said. "Do you have any idea how much these things itch?The doctor laughed. "Actually, I do. You'd be amazed how many pens and rulers and things end up under casts. Especially full leg ones." He ( Read more... )

Priestly had spent ages preparing his outfit. Though he'd performed as "Sentience Freenik" a few times already, the Metronome's open mic drag night was kiiiind of a big deal in the drag community, and he was looking at it as Sentience's "coming out", as it were ( Read more... )

"I told you, man," Priestly said, leading the way into the spa. "There's no such thing as a city in America that doesn't have at least one sauna. It's basically a rule." He flipped over the little pamphlet. "This one apparently does infrared." He frowned a little at the slightly silly list of purported health benefits -- wound healing? really? -- ( Read more... )

Priestly tended to go a little extra scruffy in times of emotional stress. Especially ones like now, where he decided a good way to deal with it was to spend a long weekend out in a national park living in a tent and "communing with nature ( Read more... )

Priestly wasn't generally the sort to call out from a shift without being, like, dead or recovering therefrom (it was a little sad that he knew that about himself), but he'd've been sorely tempted to, today. As it was, most of the staff had commented that he looked "like shit on toast, dude" and a few customers had politely asked for a different ( Read more... )

It'd taken Priestly a little longer than he'd thought to get all the ingredients together. It wasn't easy getting his hands on a poison he was sure was going to work and not just make Dinah sick. He finally found a stock of old fashioned rat poison at a shop down by the Narrows, which was sitting in a paper bag on the counter next to the rest of ( Read more... )

Priestly had never worked at a place as large as this diner before. It was a bit of an adjustment -- especially when you factored in going from managing Luke's in Fandom to being a lowly peon here -- but he liked his coworkers well enough, no one tried to stick things in his hair, and there were even a few regulars he'd gotten to know working the ( Read more... )

"Come on, Priestly!" Tia called through the door to Priestly's room. "You've gotta go out sometime ( Read more... )