http://foxy-l33t.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] foxy-l33t.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] ways_back_room2008-01-21 06:50 pm

And with a Crash-

Fading out is an echo of two voices...

"He's an angsty, emo, heartless sorcerer swordsman."

"He totally needs to get laid, then."


There's never a good closet around when you need one- at least, ever since someone came up with Rule #3. So what if Laini and Zelgadiss missed the stairs and whatever else door they were aiming for- They're at least out of the bar right now, and Laini is doing her best to get him out of his clothes.

(As for hers- Shapeshifter. That will only take a moment, unless he wants to help as well!)

They crash the door into the back room and onto a convenient couch. Zel winces a bit as the back of his head hits the armrest (because Laini is totally doing the pouncing) and, noticing their surroundings, says eloquently, "Um. Where are we?"

Laini blinks, maybe finally distracted. Somewhat. "Good question- though someone did leave a drink here."

Zelgadiss eyes said drink. It's blue. Very blue. "Yeah, but what sort is it?"


BACKROOM INVASION! Tag freely! Threadhop! Make crack! It's not canon and it doesn't really happen! Allons-y!
turned_captain: (kissing elizabeth hooray!)

[personal profile] turned_captain 2008-01-22 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
Will glances sideways, worried for a second about the public nature of the mid back room bucket. But then he decides to hell with it and kisses her deeply.

On the couch, an arm is wrapped around the redhead's shoulders gingerly and there's a gentle, sideways hug.

"Does the hot tub need to be seawater? 'Cause I know someone else who has a hot tub and could totally have words on their behalf."
try_corsets: (Smiling)

[personal profile] try_corsets 2008-01-22 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Elizabeth would be smiling brightly, but her lips are otherwise occupied. She has no qualms about publicly making out in a bucket. After all, they publicly made out in the middle of a battle on a pirate ship.




The hug is cheerfully returned. "Those crazy kids deserve some fun. Maybe we should look into it." A low grumble, followed by a sigh. The redhead points to the headphones on her head. "And now we are approaching the comment count at which Frank ceases to work. Er..." She laughs and waves a helpless hand at husband and wife. "Yes, well. Couldn't resist and all that."