'Man sitting at the bar, his long grasshopper legs tucked up on the support struts of the stool beneath him. He looks like the type that frequents this type of bar -- and worse. The kinds of places where gum isn't the only substance you have to worry about scraping off the bottom of your shoes after you leave ( Read more... )

It's been a rough couple of days.

He'd been on a job in Monterrey, a particularly unpleasant job in Monterrey, and while there was no literal blood to wash off of his hands, there were more than a few things he wished he could wash out of his mind.

The thing about people is that power exacerbates them; it doesn't 'corrupt' everyone, but it does ( Read more... )

The door that usually led to his garden didn't anymore ( Read more... )

[[ooc: takes place after any events here; feel free to continue those as normal.]]The moon is full, high in the sky and pouring reflected light fully into the slowly growing town below. He had known it was coming. He'd felt the power of the moon, or the lunar gods or whatever passing over him. And he hated it. He hated lying to Carl; he hated ( Read more... )

pre-entry: "Now, my dear," Dr. Cockroach said as he leaned over the control panel for his machine, "this will only hurt for a moment."

( You'll feel a slight pinch in the brain... )

Van Helsing is leaning against the side of a building. He doesn't know which one it is, it was a wall that made for a nice solid something to lean on. Leaning is good. Relaxing. Add 'thinking' to that and he's pretty busy. He doesn't appear to be doing much, thus folks are free to chat at him. Just give him a moment if he doesn't seem to ( Read more... )

Daniel Faraday is back in the bar for the first time since his original visit, carrying a large box full of... stuff.

It looks a little too heavy for him, which it kind of is, but he's not about to admit that to anyone. As soon as he gets near a table, though, he drops it with an audible thud, and takes a slightly relieved breath.

The box contains a ( Read more... )

Daniel was in the bar again; after Hollis' death, he found himself drinking more and more. He didn't think he had a problem, but he was well on his way to forming one ( Read more... )

It's late, but she hasn't been able to practice much with her wand ... and so, she's outside ( Read more... )

Toya had woken refreshed after a good day's sleep at Daniel's place. It would've probably put him in a great mood had he not noticed Penguin Park through the window. He'd sighed, then shrugged before getting a shower. Deciding to let Dan sleep, he left a note explaining the park and its signifigance on the table next to the pancake's he'd made, ( Read more... )