Stark Industries, Sunday

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As trips home went, that was a fairly uneventful one. Contact was reestablished with Miles even if he seemed pretty suspicious (with good reason). Villains were punched. No big natural disasters or terrorist attacks. All in all, she could probably use more of those, if it didn't mean distracting herself from her real goal.

But now she was back in Fandom and she had work to do. Like, actual work. Not plotting work. She was doing a hard drive recovery right now. Good times.

Demon Marcus, Sunday

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Second verse, same as the first, but a little hung over and--

Eh, screw it. Sparkle was at the clothing store today in case anybody decided that their current clothing situation wasn't working out for them. He'd had a good night hitting up the bars in Baltimore, had been treated to a few drinks by some charming young men who were out on the town, and now he was back at work, contemplating doing it all again tonight.

Yeah, he could be doing one of a million fascinating things right now, but honestly, he kind of just enjoyed the excuse to dress up and bum around the clothing.

[Open!]

The Boards, Sunday

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As much as he wanted to stay in his coffin and not even THINK about what was happening to him, Drac was a bit too much of a control freak to allow the Boards to go untended. Who knew WHAT would happen if he wasn't there!

So he'd gathered up his things and changed into a bat (A LADY BAT, TOO? WAS NOTHING SACRED??) and made his way as stealthily as he could to the theatre.

He was now holed up in his office making final arrangements for the play he would HOPEFULLY be announcing and holding auditions for soon.

Once he was his normal self again, of course.


[open and OCD freeeeeeeee]