April 15th, 2013
Cornerman (Meme response) @ 10:33 pm
spacepalm:
The bell sounded for the end of the day's matches at the gladiatoral games on Hala. Alex had sponsored Azura's entrance, so he was also responsible for her care. The tournament rules were very strict on how much aid a given combatant could receive. His girlfriend His friend His teammate had managed to avoid a direct beating that day, but he'd rarely seen her move that fast for that long without the Time Gem's aid. She must be exhausted. He meets her as she exits her ring, tossing her a towel. "Come on champ. I've got something in mind for you."
April 13th, 2013
Heroes Are Not Born... @ 11:58 pm
dolemecknight:
Dolemeck Night was fortunate, the first job he applied to accepted his application, and now he worked in a used bookstore in lower Manhattan. He tried to not abuse his shadow powers too much at work, or where others could see if he did. His fellow co-workers were a bit "snobby" to him at times, and if Derek saw them he would label them all as "hipsters" or spoiled rich kids. Tonight, the other two employees who were on duty decided to leave early. When Dolemeck asked why, he was told someone of his "class" could not understand, and that it would be his duty to close shop, tonight. While most would argue or cringe, he smiled. It was a big responsibility to close up the shop, and it could prove to his new boss that he was willing to work hard. Well, not just his boss, but his parents, Mac, and Derek as well. It was now ten o'clock at night and time to close shop. He shadow ported with today's earnings to the back of the store, placing it in a safe that was in the ground floor of the building. Once the money was secure, he shadow ported to the front of the store, going to change the store's sign from "open" to "closed". It had been a long day, but so far, it was a good one.
April 11th, 2013
Extended Family! @ 04:08 pm
childofatlas:
Derek was someone who liked having a family, even if it were one of the most unusual families out there (although he had heard the Summers family was even crazier, but he didn't know them except through reputation), but even with the weirdness of his family it never seemed to be overwhelming. But it could sometimes be overwhelming for him. So here he was, about to introduce a cousin to another cousin. Not that technically one cousin was actually an older nephew and the other an adopted demon form limbo who got a soul. But that's just a technicality. So here he was, knocking on Macs door with a good amount of takeout and waiting to hear from Dolemeck as to when he would be arriving.
April 10th, 2013
First Day @ 01:38 pm
lottelensherre:
It had taken her forever to fall asleep the night before, far to excited. Today, she started her new job. Internship. The title was a little unclear - whatever it was, it was starting today. Today...Charlotte Lensherre would walk through the front doors of Xavier's School for the Gifted. She would observe in classrooms, help the teachers as needed....it would look great on her college transcripts and on top of that...the personal connection between her father and Charles Xavier had always fascinated her. Maybe this way she'd figure out some answers... But! That wasn't all she had been looking forward to. The other side of the bed was already empty and she could smell something *heavenly* wafting in from the kitchen of the one bedroom. Charlotte had been spoiled *rotton* by Angelo and his cooking but on such a special first day she knew he'd go all out..
Jazz, Corey and Terra Nova stuffs. @ 12:14 am
junoslace:
Jazz jumped at the chance to go the New Orleans and see what everyone's been raving about. She was very thankful that Irina opened a portal between New York and New Orleans for her to save her the flying. All she had to do was walk through the portal and there she was in a much more interesting city. She thanked her and got her phone out to google maps, which was an amazing thing in her eyes, to find out where Cafe du Monde was and once she did it was easy to get there. She saw Corey already waiting for her and headed over to him with a smile on her face. "Hi. Am I late?"
April 9th, 2013
On My Way (Open to all FF) @ 05:22 pm
quitethecharmer:
He'd changed his address on file with ESU and arranged for his place on the team to be covered in his absence. Accomodations were all set at his destination. There was no sense delaying this anymore. Vincent looked over his room. He'd put everything into sub-dimensional storage for retrieval later, save for a few personal effects he was keeping in his satchel. He hit the intercom. "Could everyone meet me in the main living room, please? It's rather important."
April 8th, 2013
(Meme 3, 2): Your dad is who again? @ 09:44 pm
onthewall:
Another day, another afternoon after classes of web slinging. He'd been stopping some muggers here and there, and some other minor stuff. No big leagues or really powered individuals quite just yet it seemed, though that was probably a good thing. Still, sometimes he was itching to try a real fight. Today he swung his way over to the neighbourhood where he'd caught Spectre a few times
Opening day (Backdated to April 1st, for Daniel) @ 08:59 pm
shadowkitten:
Ellie was excited. It was opening day for the Mets, and she was there with Daniel. She'd gotten more into sports since her and Daniel started dating, and she actually really enjoyed going to games with him. His parents were there, but in separate rows. Ellie was just happy to be there with her boyfriend. She'd gotten them both new hats and jerseys. They had sodas, peanuts, hot dogs, and popcorn. Ellie took a sip of her soda, as they waited for the game to start.
Random Run In? @ 08:21 pm
flamewalker:
Chesley had just left his publisher's office in New York. He had planned on it being a very short meeting since he was leaving the writing world for a while to help out with the X-Men. What was suppose to last forty five minutes took almost three hours of back and forth which pissed him off. In the Chesley told him in no uncertain words that he was done with writing and he had other familial obligations to deal with but if he ever felt like putting pen to paper in the future he would seek him out. Then he stormed out, slamming the door behind him. Feeling much better for what he had done he stopped into a coffee shop and splurged on an expensive coffee and cookie combo before heading out for a walk to help him digest what he just did. He had committed writer suicide and he knew if he ever wanted to be published again he would have to write under an assumed named. Oh well, he still had his health, his family and the X-Men to keep him busy and to at least give him a place to stay once what little money he did make from his crappy books ran out.
April 7th, 2013
Zombie Apocalypse Time: Pick your weapon @ 07:28 am
under_the_skin:
Vlad wiped some dirt out of his eyes, he was covered in it it seemed, and put his goggles back on. It was time for Round Who-even-remembers. This was by far the largest group that had come at them so far, and one could only go on so long before tiring. Right now even he was getting fatigued. As the massive group slowly approached, their eerie moans filling the air, Vlad surveyed what was left in the weapons box. The classics for this sort of thing of course, the chainsaw, sawed off shotgun, crossbow, bat, crowbar, katana, even flamethrower among others. "So...biggest round yet. Which weapon do you want?" Best to go down fighting.
April 6th, 2013
Mandatory Fun @ 07:04 pm
shield_maiden:
Svalin was a woman of her world. She would do anything to keep her word once she gave it and she had given it to her brother when they made their wager. Now she had to do what she agreed upon. Tonight was a night out with Brandr. Svalin pulled her hair back into a thick braid and dressed in a pair of pants with loose blouse. Her sword was at her side and she wore her favorite pair of boots. She played with Solver while she waited for Brandr.
Family Dinner @ 03:06 pm
charmedlife:
"Manny? Kelly?" Bea asked over the comms. "Could you meet me in the den?"
March 31st, 2013
Small animals make everything more fun...right? @ 11:01 pm
magic_hands:
He'd been polite and had even used that knocking-spell Orlen had set up on her place to get permission before teleporting in. He didn't really see the point of it really, but if that was what people wanted...alright then. Currently he was set up on her living room floor, sitting there and showing off new minor spells he'd been practicing. As if the poor archer's place didn't have enough magic in it, here he was infusing extra in the air. "May I have something to drink please?" Magic was thirsty work and one did not manage to make her books dance to The Black Keys without needing a refreshment. Disney had it right, musicals were best with normally inanimate objects.
Cool Story, Bro @ 07:37 pm
son_of_hercules:
Having been dropped off by Irina, Argo was once again at the steps of the Defenders' compound. Circumstances of late had dictated that he speak with his brother, of matters both important and familiar. He had, in fact, shown the presence of mind to call ahead. He was not looking forward to this conversation, not at all. But his brother deserved to know. Which was why it was also going to require drinking. Lots and lots of drinking.
March 29th, 2013
I'm Sorry @ 11:09 pm
perenawska:
Irina looked at Lyta. "I'm so sorry," she said. She really was sorry. She had borrowed a pair of Lyta's shoes and well...they were dead. The heel had broken off of one and the other one, well the leather was torn up. "I'll replace them of course."
War! (Halbjorn) @ 10:50 pm
shield_maiden:
Svalin's sword didn't stop. It moved from one opponent to another in wide sweeping strokes. Occasionally a large overhead blow was required, but enemies still fell before her.
Happy Birthday Sunny @ 11:07 am
anyastark:
Sunny was a godsend to Anya and she would never let his birthday pass without acknowledging it. The man practically ran her life and life had definitely ran a lot smoother since he had become her assistant. He was even patient enough to deal with Anya's Starkness and quirks. Anya knew the man wouldn't take a vacation on his own, so she made arrangements to allow him to take the corporate jet anywhere in the world he wanted and stay in any hotel he wanted and it was all on her. She also went to HR to open a position for an assistant for him. Goodness knew the man needed one. She also left a small box on his desk for him. Inside was a new Rolex, tricked out with all the bells and whistles.
March 26th, 2013
Fortune cookies (Meme, for Jordan) @ 10:51 am
frosted_water:
Korra's favorite part of Chinese food was the fortune cookies that came with the meal afterward. She always liked to open them first. Her and Jordan were the only ones around at Alpha Flight HQ, so she'd ordered them Chinese for lunch, her treat. She'd ordered dumplings and brown rice. Korra brought the food into the Temple, a smile on her face. "Lunch is served!" She said to Jordan, handing him his food before sitting down on the sofa next to him. Korra rooted through the brown paper bag until she found the fortune cookie at the bottom. She grinned, tearing open the wrapper and cracked the cookie open. "You will have unexpected great good luck," Korra said, reading her fortune aloud. "Well, that's always nice."
March 25th, 2013
A Whole New World @ 10:33 pm
chernayavdova:
Another day, another fight.
It seemed like all she had done since being awakened was fight. That didn't bother her all that much, it was what she had been created to do after all. But sometimes even the Black Widow got tired. Especially when AIM was up to their usual antics. She didn't even dare to guess what they might be up to this time. Normally, she would have been listening for Charlie's orders, but this time it was more of a family outing, father-daughter bonding. Her father was at her back, shooting enemies, as she took down others. It was soothing, in a way.
She didn't see the explosion coming, the blast knocking her to the ground. When she got up, her father was on the ground, unmoving, far too much blood for anything good. "батя..." she began, but then there was a bright flash and everything went black. When she came to, she knew something was wrong. Even though the place looked the same, she could tell it was different. Her father wasn't there. Neither was AIM or the machine they'd been working on. She wasn't sure what had happened, but she knew that it was very likely her father was dead and she wanted answers.
Answers meant finding her mother. She didn't quite trust SHIELD on this, not with her father dead and everything off in a way she couldn't quite place. There was a safehouse nearby, one her family used, and her mother was supposed to be there. She would have been with them, except that she'd been shot on an op and was on leave. Approaching the safehouse with caution, entering and looking around with her gun in hand. It never hurt to be cautious, even with family.
March 24th, 2013
Flirtation Meme (Backdated to Before Kidnapping) @ 03:59 pm
battle_shield:
Josh had finally managed to get his work caught up to the point where he was able to finally accept one of Lena's invitations to have lunch with her. He made his way to the break-room.
Meme: Barfight @ 03:55 pm
living_dhampir:
Tyler was bushed as he came into the bar. He'd been combing the streets to try and learn the latest in vampire activity in Seattle, but hadn't had much luck. His contacts were being surprisingly tight-lipped, which made him think the Patriarch was starting to flex his newly gained muscle in the city. Tyler tiredly plopped down on a stool.
Awkward-Appreciation meme @ 03:50 pm
soft_inside:
Manny was getting ready for movie night. He had a big bowl of chocolate-chip cookie dough ice cream in one hand, and a bag of cheddar cheese Ruffles in the other. He hadn't decided on what to watch yet, but that was half the fun.
March 21st, 2013
Looking For Trouble (open to Champions) @ 11:10 am
quitethecharmer:
Vincent strolled down the streets of New Orleans. It had been years since he'd been in the city. Sure, all the super teams had done their part in helping with recovery efforts, but he'd never seen the city as unspoiled as now. Hm. City. It didn't seem like the right word. It was more like a town that just stretched on and on. It was charming, that way. Food, alcohol, and people. Even without demigod senses anymore the air was rich with smells; it didn't smell badly, just enormously. And there was music. Music just about everywhere. It was a nice place to take it easy. Of course, he wasn't there to take it easy. He'd picked up the trail of something during one of his meditations, headed from New York towards this city. Nothing so heavy on the mystical scale of things that he felt like he needed to alert Strange or Mistress Jennifer, or sound an alert, but just... something there. He'd grabbed his general gear and followed in pursuit of it. He hadn't been out in the field on his own enough lately, so a tracking expedition was certainly something he could use. Honestly, he was glad for the diversion. He'd been feeling stagnant as of late. Sure, school was progressing nicely, and he was even starting to make peace with his duties as the heir to Latveria, but he'd still been unable to shake the feeling that he was still just following a course someone else had set out for him. Maybe... maybe it was time for something else. His introspection is halted by a string of shrill squeals from a nearby bar with a 'Ladies Night' banner over the door. A bit off the pitch he'd expect for just drunken partying. Harmless but ridiculously bright bolts of green and blue light start hurtling out the windows and swinging front doors. He set his jaw and ran for the door, only to get bowled over by a sudden tide of humanity pouring out from it. He was completely blindsided, and ended up knocked on his rear. He caught site of the people fleeing. Each of them had something changed in their eyes. One green, one blue, devoid of any features. The partiers started going mad up and down the street. Senseless damage, tearing of clothes, and all manner of singing and screaming. Not malicious, but overwhelmingly vast, and spreading. "...Oh Hel..." He knew what it was now, and he was going to need backup to contain them all.
Jazz and Anya (she really needs to get out and make more friends) @ 03:01 am
junoslace:
Jazz was flustered. Since she warped to this reality she lost her drive to invent things or make things better like before. She growled in rage while she tossed a non working piece of metal across the room. It was suppose to be an upgrade that would interface with her and act as a palm pilot. The one already installed malfunctioned and won't work now. She transitioned in and out of her Juno's Lace armor ten times in less then five minutes. In the end her head was in her hands and blueprints for her upgrades were all around her. She had never felt this defeated in her life.
March 17th, 2013
(no subject) @ 10:11 pm
notinplainsight:
It wasn't exactly a warm day outside, but it was very sunny and that's why Kal was out on a chaise on the roof. Solar energy was a great way to recharge and Kal did enjoy the quiet the roof on a chilly day. The cold didn't bother her, just the opposite. It made her feel better and think more clearly. Her eyes were closed as she soaked up the rays.
That was interesting... @ 07:06 pm
call_me_sunny:
The city repairs were nearly completed. The company building was next. The Thunderbolts' headquarters would be next. He didn't worry about their security. From what he'd seen, anybody trying to loot that building would only be asking for trouble and it just might keep some of the Thunderbolts from looking for trouble elsewhere. In the meantime, Sunny kept himself in the loop and did what he did best - stay busy. His brain, however, mulled over what he'd learned about Anya Stark.
All Hands on Deck @ 08:18 pm
nextgen_parent:
The S.H.I.E.L.D. field team would receive an urgent summons to report to the main briefing room.
March 14th, 2013
Awkward Conversation @ 10:56 pm
dark_scion:
It was quiet around the institute, so Fred took this as a moment to renew his supply of sustenance from the kitchen.
March 11th, 2013
"They headed down to, ooh, old el paso" (Shane) @ 02:36 pm
under_the_skin:
(Backdated)
Vlad was camped out in front of the TV, taking a break from his assignments this week. There wasn't much to watch so he was channel surfing at the moment. Man, sometimes there really was just nothing on TV...
March 10th, 2013
Settling In(Open to Nightstalkers) @ 12:18 am
harkerlegacy:
Since it seemed like he was going to be staying in Seattle for while Bram had been a busy boy getting himself set up. Cheap costing motel rooms were fine for him while traveling around but if he was going to be staying some place for more than a few days he wanted something a little nicer. So he had bought himself a penthouse apartment and had been upgrading it to fit his needs. His contractor he was fairly certain thought he was crazy at this point but didn't complain to much with how much he was paying him. Taking a break from construction and getting the a better sense of the lay of the land Bram headed over to the Jazz bar the others liked to hang out at to get a few drinks. Bram ordered a beer from his seat at the bar and took a look around the room.
March 9th, 2013
Magic and firearms: How could this possible go wrong? (Martin) @ 04:43 pm
hotshot_hawkeye:
She wasn't entirely sure how she had made a deal with the little sorcerer Martin to teach him guns, but Frances liked to made good on promises. Oh no wait, it was for the magic arrows that had saved her ass, that was it. Anyway, she had to be make good and since no one was trying to kill/enslave/genderswap/veganify the world (yet, it was only ten in the morning), today was a decent day to do so. Frances was at the outdoor shooting range, at the safety line with a few different examples for Martin and decided to warm up a little with a handgun and stationary target while she waited.
March 8th, 2013
Two and a half weeks (Lena) @ 10:22 pm
shield_legacy:
They had been working non-stop for two and a half weeks on the project and had made considerable progress. The notes Erskine's granddaughter had found were valuable and had helped them make the progress they had. Tim mused that if they had these notes decades ago they would have recreated the Super Soldier serum long before now. Tim had been working for the past thirty six hours and needed a break. Maybe a quick nap and some caffeine. They would do the trick.
March 6th, 2013
Moving Meditation (Hal) @ 08:27 pm
shield_maiden:
When Svalin needed to think she headed to the training room. Smashing and killing things, in a sense, helped her clear her mind. When she was fighting things she blocked everything else out and focused on the task in front of her.
March 5th, 2013
Midnight Munchies (The Family Version) @ 10:37 am
marlow:
Current Mood: ![](https://www.scribbld.com/img/mood/classic/sad.gif) hungry
In the Life According to Wong, young sorcerers are known for two things. Misbehaving magic and the inability to stay full for very long. Correction - three things. The worst timing and problems with boundaries of all sorts. All right, so that's four. Young sorcerers weren't big on logic. It was the second reason that had Marlow up in the middle of the night checking her tiny kitchen for chocolate or pretzels, or even kale chips if it stopped her stomach from rumbling. She tried to be quiet so she wouldn't disturb Martin in the guest room. It looked like they'd managed to clean everything out of the cupboards during their movie marathon.
March 3rd, 2013
Translation needed. (For Hal) @ 06:32 pm
butterflybullet:
Still reflecting -- and fuming, yes, some fuming -- on what she had overheard, Vernique this time just doesn't bother trying to confront her wife to start with. She stalked outside to where her favorite brother-in-law was. "Hal, I need help."
Happy Birthday Cait (Open) @ 04:32 pm
under_the_skin:
Vlad jolted awake at his desk and looked at the clock in disoriented panic. Shoot, past breakfast. Ugh, why had he let himself doze off? He glanced at what he'd been up all night working on, at least it was done. Frankly, he'd been stuck on what to get Cait for her birthday, presents were always hard, so he finally settled on making her something. Unfortunately with the short time frame it meant avoiding her for a few days and pulling some late nights, as evidenced by the pile of red bulls on his desk. Next present he'd have to start earlier...this just wouldn't do. In a hurry, Vlad changed and tried to look like he didn't just try and pull an all nighter and dozed off on his desk. He couldn't do anything much about the ink stains on his hands, washing only got rid of so much of those. He quickly rolled up the paper and tied it with the ribbon he'd set aside before picking up the card too and jogging down the stairs to go find Cait and wish her (not as early as he'd hoped) a happy birthday.
March 2nd, 2013
Surveying the Damage @ 09:58 pm
anyastark:
Iron Girl flew in through the missing wall and landed in what used to be her office. Her helmet opened and her armor started coming off. As the armor was coming off she did a quick survey of the wounds caused by the adamantium piercing her armor.
February 28th, 2013
Try your luck again @ 08:56 pm
dashingly:
So the first date hadn't quite gone as planned, just general bad luck. But Brandr wasn't one to let that get him down, he wouldn't be able to hold the name Fandralsson if it did. Unfortunately, ever since that first date, Lady Svalin seemed to be avoiding him. Unsure of exactly what to make of it, he decided to try his luck and ask her if out again. So he had timed it so he'd find her outside the one place she could never avoid. The training room.
It's Not Paranoia When Someone Is Out to Get You @ 08:42 pm
_tsunami_:
It had been a few weeks past Valentine's day and Cait was starting to feel like the walls were closing in. She needed to get out and see something other than the walls inside the mansion. A text was sent to Vlad to be ready to go out tonight at 7:30. At 7:29 Cait was at the front door waiting for Vlad.
February 25th, 2013
Lightning Strikes @ 08:42 pm
ng_underworld:
Stephen Remus sat in the office of his penthouse, smoking a cigarette as he looked out the window. "You have your team. You ready for your first outing?" Remus asked the figure behind him. "Yes," came the audibly distorted voice. "We know where they'll all be." Remus takes another drag of his cigarette before responding. "Good. You've all been practicing, let's see how you do against the real thing. Good hunting." The sound of metallic boots are heard leaving as the figure goes to announce the mission's start.
February 24th, 2013
Avengers Assemble...for a meeting @ 06:47 pm
nextgen_misc:
Jarvis and his staff made sure the conference room was ready for a meeting. A table with pastries, cookies, and some healthy snacks had been prepared along with one that held various drinks. It wasn't frequent where the Avengers assembled for meetings that had been planned.
February 22nd, 2013
British Invasion @ 03:39 pm
ng_mojoverse:
"Whaaaaat!? What do you mean viewership is down!?" Mojo screamed at the ever-stoic Major Domo. "Did they not see all Armageddon-esque that just happened!? I gave them full coverage of that and you're telling me the ratings are down!?" Major Domo calmly took a handkerchief and wiped his face of Mojo-spit. "There was an influx of viewership during that time, Grand Obesity, but with it over, people are exhausted and prefer a little cheer, pep, and outright silliness." "Don't tell me what my viewers need, Domo!" Mojo strokes his chin, idly scurrying about on his spider-legs. "I got it! People need cheer, pep, and silliness! In short, they need crack! Lots and lots of crack! Let's see, who's consistently come through on that front..aha! Excalibur! Their antics always get a good response! What are they doing now!?" "They disbanded, sir." "What!? Why the hell didn't someone tell me that!? Who's in charge of monitoring the UK!?" As if one cue. "So baby, want to go hang out sometime? Number 45? Please, she didn't mean anything to me, beautiful. So how about-yargh!" And said supervisor drone just got blown to kingdom come by an irate Mojo. "We need an Excalibur team! Alright, let's do this the old-fashioned way. I'll send a huge force to invade the UK and force local heroes to team up. It's a classic and the nerds will appreciate it. We'll ignore the whiners on the forums. Get to it! I want my funny accents on display, now!"
February 21st, 2013
Another Piece of the Puzzle @ 09:43 pm
clawed_progeny:
With his injury after the battle with the goddess in Hungary, Keiji had a lot of time to think. Mostly he thought about some way to help Amiko advance her investigation of Hajime's killer.He wracked his brain for possible connections between power players in the Hand and how the mystery man fit in. And then an obvious fact came to mind that slapped him in the face. Keiji made his way gingerly to Amiko's office. He knocked on the door once. "Amiko-san. I have to talk to you," he said urgently. He omitted "chan" due to being unaware if she had a visitor.
Downtime (open) @ 08:51 pm
frosted_water:
Korra settled in quickly at Alpha Flight headquarters. She'd gotten everything in her room set up the way she wanted, and she was liking being on a team. Everyone had been nice and was helping her feel welcome. She hadn't gone on any missions with the team yet, but she was looking forward to it. Right now though, Korra was taking advantage of the Temple of Boom. She'd made herself a giant bowl of popcorn, had a twelve pack of diet coke, and seasons one through three of Glee on DVD. Korra popped the first disc of the first season in the DVD player, and plopped down on the couch. She took a bite of her popcorn as she pressed play.
February 20th, 2013
Encounters of the friendly kind @ 11:36 am
aceofhearts:
Life had been pretty busy for Etoile. Missions, after missions, after missions -- she barely had time to breath! Honestly she loved every minute of it. What she loved most was her days off, when she could go and bug either Tim, Vlad or Shane. Today she figured she would go and bug someone else. But who? Lyta wasn't around, nor could she find Cait...she stood there trying to figure who keeps avoiding one-on-one time with her. "Ah-ah!" She exlaims. If finally figured out who she could go bug; Fred! Etoile headed towards the direction of where Fred mostly haunted. She quickly rushed off, wasn't watching where she was going. Suddenly she slams into someone who felt like a wall. Etoile bounces back, falling flat on her butt."Ow, ow, ow...sorry!" She quickly says, rubbing her nose a little.
February 19th, 2013
Coffee break! (open) @ 09:11 am
girlspy:
Alice considered herself to be largely fueled by coffee. Actually, if anyone had to ask, she was probably fueled by about sixty percent coffee, forty percent of everything else that kept people going. Coffee was a very important staple, and she couldn't go too long without it. Especially in the mornings. And as Alice was not a morning person by any sense of the word, the first thing she did in the mornings was go straight to the mess hall to raid the coffee part. Most people knew to steer clear of Agent Dugan until she had a coffee cup in her hands. After filling up her favorite coffee mug, the one with tiny Captain Americas chasing tiny Red Skulls on it, Alice grabbed a bagel and some fruit. She found any empty table and took a seat.
February 18th, 2013
Mission Briefing @ 07:40 pm
shield_legacy:
Tim wasn't sure what was going on, but he had been summoned to a mission briefing. He usually didn't get called to mission briefings. The only briefings he ever got to go to were ones where they did weapons demonstrations. He entered the room and was surprised he was the first one there. He grabbed a chair and kicked back while he waited.
Zoo Date(Etoile) @ 04:33 pm
bornlucky:
Casey was in New York to check out some clubs to get some ideas for his own plans for expansion. Plus it was a good time to visit some friends who had moved to the States. It had been a fun trip so far though he did miss Sean who was staying with his parents. He was kind of worried he might have trouble getting him back later. A friend of his had insisted on setting him up on a date. So he was supposed to meet up with his date at the central park zoo. He was taking some pictures of the animals on his phone while he waited.
February 17th, 2013
Is This a Date? @ 10:47 pm
shield_legacy:
Etoile sent Tim a text message with an address and a time. What was that girl up to? Curious, Tim showed up at the appropriate place and time. The club he was standing outside of was rather busy and he could hear the music from the street.
February 16th, 2013
It's not a date, it's an educational experience. (Aleron) @ 04:36 pm
invisible_girl:
Emily would say that Valeria was asking Aleron out on a date. Valeria would counter and say that it wasn't a date, it was an educational experience, as Aleron did mention wanting to go to the Central Park Zoo. And it wasn't Valentines Day. Valeria had purposely avoided asking him on Valentine's Day, because then Emily would never let her live it down. And yes, she liked Aleron. However, acting on her feelings would be unwise, as if he didn't return them, that could possibly make things awkward on team-related business. She could at least enjoy spending time with him. Valeria walked up to Aleron's room and knocked on the door.
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