Stark Industries, Sunday

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

Another week down, another week closer to the end of Jessica's school career. Don't mind her if she was a little wistful about her time here.

She was going to miss you most of all, broken alarm clocks. Why did people in this area break so many alarm clocks anyway? She would never know.

[OOC: FYI, I'll be spotty throughout the day.]

The Perk | Sunday Evening

[robinonadderall]

If you doubted portal lag was a thing then Stiles Stilinski would like to prove you wrong. He was never going to get used to the whole weird time difference thing, especially when you leave a place in the early hours of the morning after no sleep and then get to your destination only to find the sun hasn't even gone down completely yet. As if his sleep schedule wasn't messed up enough already. And that layover in what he and Isaac guessed was probably some area of France (languages weren't their strong point) hadn't helped things at all.

So now he was getting coffee with as much espresso as they would allow, still wearing the dirty clothes he went out into the woods with Scott in and was looking up stuff on his phone. First bardo then werecoyotes and then he got mixed up and googled werebardos. Which wasn't a thing, for the record.

He needed sleep.

[Open! I'm bored]

The Beach, Sunday

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

After hanging out with Raven & Karla & Momoko for most of the day, Dinah held her breath and sent a text to Priestly.

Beach, in an hour?

And got a y in reply.

So. Sand, surf, wind, wheeling birds, sunset. Beach.

[ooc: for the BFF, but open for anyone wanting the beach after.]