And with a Crash-

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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!

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[not-purple.livejournal.com]

"Be nice, boys," the close-to-forty woman advises them, wearing a smirk that shares plenty with both twenty-somethings. "Poor Alex didn't ask for an invasion of ex-Robins, let alone one in full battle mode."

[not-his-son.livejournal.com]

"You two aren't even from this game!" Jason scowls at them both. "You're not from any legit game. Bugger off."

[sdelmonte]

"No, it's okay. I'm fine with Robins.

"Well, expect Carrie Kelly. I'm not talking with anyone Miller created these days." Goddamn Batman indeed.

[not-purple.livejournal.com]

"Hey, that's my daughter you're talking about," the old Steph informs him, grinning. "Fandom rabbithole theory or not."

[sdelmonte]

Blink. "So she's not the daughter of the new police commissioner? Well, there goes that theory."

[not-purple.livejournal.com]

"She might be," Steph says cheerfully. "Probably is, in at least twelve other splinter universes. Weaves' entire theory is based around the fact that my baby's father had red hair and the timelines sorta vaguely match up. She's daft that way.

"...she's not here, is she?" Steph looks around a little guiltily.

[sdelmonte]

"You as a young woman, you mean? Or your daughter? Because I haven't seen Steph in ages - that is, my pups haven't seen her in ages. And no one ever apped Carrie Kelly." Which is just a little surprising.