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needsaparrot ([personal profile] needsaparrot) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2007-02-01 10:51 am

Mauvaise Chance Lobby/Office, Thursday [2/1] , all day

There's a frog-tank on the counter.

...there's also a Xander, yes, poking at the computers in between making phone calls and searching through desk drawers trying to find anything that looks like blueprints for the brand-new floors that suddenly appeared in the sub-basement. As such things do.

The office is open for tenants or anybody else who'd like to stop in.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Might be anything. Or anyone. Screwing up a spell, opening a door..." She shook her head. "Not. Fun." She took another sip of her drink, and shivered. "Tell me about the new floor?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Smart." Parker curled her legs under her, huddling into her coat. "They have umm, EMF meters. In Hunting class." She cocked her head. "You can make them out of Walkmens. Or Bridge definitely can."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker considered that, then grinned. "So he is. God, I'm tired." She swallowed. "Here's hoping I don't go invisible too. Or..." She paled. "Have it happen again."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker growled, but it was at about half its usual force. "Yeah, yeah...." She forced herself to her feet, then sighed and threw out her mocha. It wasn't doing much good anyway. "Okay. I'm going. And maybe I'll call, if I hear anything. Just to let you know." She closed her eyes and started to wander toward the door.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker stopped, blinked her eyes opened, and glared at said coatrack. "Stupid thing walked into my path. Really."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
A grumpy "Mmmph," but no objection, and she actually waited for him. "Thanks," she muttered.