Harry Potter and the Mildly Tipsy Cockfight

[heardmermaids]

Who: Sebastian LeMat and Lucius Malfoy Jr.
What: A dockside drink, a cockfight, and some dimsum.
Where: Raven's Gate
When: Right after his fussfit at Nazca's service.
Notes: It's on gdoc and still going. :3?

Two seahorrors enter, only one leaves.

i don't want to be a proud man, i just want to be a man

[mightyfallen]

Who: Jack Benjamin & Charles Xavier
What: A lunch meeting and a discussion of potential funding.
Where: Coin's End
When: Misdi, mid-day.

( a little less like my father and more like my dad )

supposing i had courage

[thethingsidoforlove]

Who: Jaime Lannister and Irene Adler
What: The Woman and the Knight meet at the Arena.
Where: The Arena
When: Misdi
Warnings: Violence under cut, more TBA probably!

( to let a red sword of virtue plunge )

Two years in a row now, someone I loved died on my birthday

[controlledvariable]

Who: Steph and friends!
What: A birthday party
Where: A restaurant in... let's go with Howl Barrow? It's not really important.
When: Sukkadi night
Notes: HI. If we haven't pre-discussed this and you're unsure whether your character would be invited, hit me up and I will tell you. On the off-chance your character would like to bring a friend/SO, we can work something out. But yes, come here, tag around and feel free to talk to everyone. Have fun or Steph will make sad faces. P.S. She's wearing this because I wanted an excuse to use it.
Warnings: None for now

( and my party was cancelled )

One Light in the Darkness

[somecalibrations]

Who: Garrus Vakarian, Jane Shepard
What: Garrus has finally let the good Commander out of the arrival room and.. now what?
Where: The inn.
When: Misdi, the evening likely.
Notes: Everyone's just confused. Yep.
Warnings: None yet.

Garrus had ended the 'call' with a bit more fumbling on his part. He imagined that one of these days he'd quit fat fingering the stupid device, but he couldn't help but think it was a little racist that the things were suited for the hands of smaller species. Seriously. It's not like whoever brought him here in the first place wasn't expecting a turian. ... Right? Being angry at this strange new world in general made it a little easier, even if it was ridiculous.

But whatever.

He left the room he'd been assigned to, which he'd simply traded the arrival room for since he'd made no real effort to venture outside as of yet. He ought to, that much he knew, but there was a larger part that really wanted to believe that it was all some elaborate fabrication that would eventually end. Whereas going outside might just cement the reality of things.

He mulled all of this over as he navigated his way back to the arrival room he'd come from. Hopefully, it would be the same one or else he would just have to keep trying doors until he hit the right one. The door swung inward once he'd turned the knob and he peered inside expectantly, if a little wary. There was always that chance that he had chosen the wrong room and someone far less trustworthy might be lurking behind it with a gun and not Shepard as he'd anticipated.

Garrus still had the kinetic barriers his armor generated, but he wasn't very keen on relying on them (say to avoid having the other half of his face blown off) until he had a better idea if the makeup of this place had done anything to really screw with his tech.