And with a Crash-

[foxy-l33t.livejournal.com]

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?"


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[jezrana.livejournal.com]

Blonde female twentysomething: check.

Laptop: check.

Tea: check.

The teapot is rather small, however, which has her eying it and the room at large with some concern.

"...We're gonna need a lot more tea."

[batyatoon]

"SRSLY."

Batya flops into the nearest chair.

"Want a cookie?"

[jezrana.livejournal.com]

"Ooh." Jez is hunched a bit defensively behind the laptop, but peers over the top of it. "What kind?"

Before any reply can be made, she vanishes, and reappears a few moments later, making a face.

"Sorry. Wireless is being screwy again, apparently."

[batyatoon]

"Butterscotch! I was planning to bake some soon, and apparently in some universe I already have."

She proffers a plastic baggie with half a dozen thin crispy butterscotch cookies.

[jezrana.livejournal.com]

"Nice," Jez says, and takes one. "Thanks!"

Thoughtfully, "I wonder if that means the cupcakes I've been wanting to make are around here somewhere."

[batyatoon]

"That'd be cool."

Batya eats one of the cookies herself, happily.

"Maybe we should organize an expedition to look for them."

[jezrana.livejournal.com]

Jez considers. "Nah, lazy. Unless by an expedition you mean people who aren't us--Alice is running around somewhere, she probably wouldn't mind a cupcake hunt."

[batyatoon]

"I don't think any of mine are in here. I'm not getting the weird feedback buzz I got last time."

A beat.

And then, in almost a wail: "Oh god, Jez, this is becoming normal."

[silveraspen]

"You mentioned tea?"

Aspen, looking sympathetic, is holding out a cup.

[jezrana.livejournal.com]

Jez is still flickering in and out of existence, but can be seen to be tapping at her laptop annoyedly when she's around.

"There we go. Pirating signal from the neighbors seems appropriate, given some of the company."

[silveraspen]

"Believe me, I understand."

She glances upward towards a nearby network.

[jezrana.livejournal.com]

"Anyway, tea?" Jez holds up a small white teapot. "I've got English Breakfast, here."

[silveraspen]

"Yes absolutely please." Aspen holds out a mug.

[jezrana.livejournal.com]

And lo, there is tea.

"There's rum somewhere, too, if a certain mutual piratical acquaintance hasn't gone and drunk it all," Jez says, playing fast and loose with continuities.

[silveraspen]

"I wouldn't count on that," she says, dryly. "You have to move fast to get to the rum before that one."

[rymenhild.livejournal.com]

"Tea. Thank God." Rym is drawn by the magic word. "I'll refill the pot if I can have some."

[jezrana.livejournal.com]

Jez passes it over. "Trust me, there's more where this came from."

[gramarye1971]

Gramarye meanders over as well, with a mostly empty mug and a rapidly cooling hot-water bottle in her hands.

'I'd welcome a bit more as well, and if there's any hot water left I'd very much appreciate a top-up for this.' The hot-water bottle makes a sloshing sound as she shakes it.

[rymenhild.livejournal.com]

Rym pours herself a cup and passes the pot to Gramarye. "Jez, have you got the hot water?"

Gulping her tea, she adds, "These things always worry me. I'm always afraid there's someone around who'll start guessing what I've done to him."

[jezrana.livejournal.com]

"Yep!" Jez holds up the electric kettle triumphantly.

...And carefully, because hot water.

She raises an eyebrow. "Which him? Assuming there's no one who shouldn't hear it in earshot..."

[saphyria.livejournal.com]

A poor, woe-ridden Saph with an empty cup comes begging.

"If it isn't the ones you've harmed, it's the ones you've helped you have to watch out for."

'Cause she doesn't want to think about meeting the Rider after she let him out.

[rymenhild.livejournal.com]

Rymenhild edges away from Saph. "I don't think we should be standing too close to you, all things considered."

[jezrana.livejournal.com]

"Speak for yourself, I've still never played any villians," Jez says smugly, pouring more tea.

"...Well, Inigo has vague villianish tendencies. But an ultimately noble goal!"

[(Anonymous)]

'Do you want the long list, or the longer list?'

This question is mostly directed into the mug.

[gramarye1971]

Gramarye eyes the words above.

'That ought to have been me,' she says, reproachfully.