Book Haven: Thursday [12-1-11]

[livingasheth.livejournal.com]

Book Haven was...

Well, it was open. Theoretically.

But anyone coming in would have to carefully make their way around mirrors and basins of water and ink and any other scrying equipment Millie could find. She was attempting to make contact with any magical personages in any other worlds she could find.

Not with much success. Or, really, any success.

Somehow a multiverse without the presence of an Asheth and her Arm or even someone as reprehensible as the Dright, just seemed wrong.

Caritas, Thursday evening (12/1)

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Right. So. Things were apparently bad, according to Topher. And according to Peter, it was time to Man Up. Woman Up. Whatever. And then there was that announcement from the Principal. Kenzi knew her skills did not run to fighting or magic or science.

They did, however, run to booze.

Happy Winter Drinking Day!
Dollar Shots for Peppermint or Coffee flavored drinks!
Celebrate That There's Booze!

There. Now she'd done something.

The Perk, late Thursday evening

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker had finally made it to Fandom, after another stop through a war zone, a city where everything was green, and then Milliways, where she had to explain she wasn't an entree.

Coffeeee. And then calling people to tell them she got here. Parker had called already Isabel. Given the squeak on the phone she figured she had about 8 minutes before the other girl turned up.


[open as a late-night coffee shop]

Rooftops of Fandom, Thursday night

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

Bruce needed to spend some time somewhere that wasn't the cave or class and so he decided to get back to his old running schedule, but with a twist. Running on the ground wasn't good enough. It didn't feature enough hurdling of alleys. Which was just a complicated way of saying that he was running around on rooftops and using his grapple to clear longer distances. It was something he hadn't practiced too much, especially in a low-roof environment like Fandom, but it might come in handy in the next several days.

The best part about this kind of exercise was that it required great focus on Bruce's part, or else he might shatter bones and get stuck in the clinic. Clearly, that was to be avoided. And that meant not dwelling on what was happening or what it meant for his Gotham. For his family. If he had someone to punch, it would be even better.

[OOC: Open if you happen to be at roof height in town. Bruce will not necessarily start punching, though. Not unless you deserve it. Or challenge him.]

Stark Industries, Thursday all day

[child-of-rer.livejournal.com]

Sov opened Stark Industries, and picked up an old radio that seemed to be working. It did! Also, there were so many different channels to listen to that it would keep them busy all day.

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