lvpd_sidle: (o rly? -- littlelemontart)
Sara Sidle ([personal profile] lvpd_sidle) wrote2006-12-19 10:56 am

Blanket Fort - Room 32

Courtesy of Collins, there is an abundant supply of food from the restaurant in Santa Fe.

There are cushions, blankets, and plenty of space in which to stretch out.

Outside the door is a sign: This is a Tofu-Free Zone.

And the door is unlocked.

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[identity profile] sime-channel.livejournal.com 2006-12-19 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Like...everyone but Angel, really. When Suzi shows up she has Ray's Book (not to be confused with Bob's Book) under one arm, circles under her eyes, and the hair style of someone with very, very curly hair who abandoned her brush in her rush to leave.

She's pretty obviously Suzi, though. Everyone who describes her mentions the tentacles.

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[identity profile] sime-channel.livejournal.com 2006-12-19 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"P-p-pleased t-t-to m-meet you." She says, and then wryly, "T-t-to b-b-bad it isn't under b-bet-ter circumst-t-ances. Th-thank you."
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[personal profile] mendanddefend_archive 2006-12-19 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Suzi said this would be a good place to get readings on baseline, soy-free humans. So here's a man with blue skin and silver armor, looking around curiously.

"Anyone here?"

[ooc: Out Christmas shopping for an hour or two. Will tag when I get back.]
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[personal profile] mendanddefend_archive 2006-12-19 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hi, Sara. I'm Bob." he offers a hand to shake. "This is where the non-infected people are meeting, right?"

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[identity profile] bohemian-mark.livejournal.com 2006-12-19 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Mark raises an eyebrow. "You're not from Antar, are you?" Strange, he doesn't seem to be bothered.
mendanddefend_archive: (huh)

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[personal profile] mendanddefend_archive 2006-12-19 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Bob raises an eyebrow right back. "Never heard of it. Why?"

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[identity profile] bohemian-mark.livejournal.com 2006-12-19 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Mark's sitting in a corner, a pile of papers on his lap, along with a pocket film projector which he's shining on one of the sheets. Yes, he's screening film.

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[identity profile] fallen-april.livejournal.com 2006-12-19 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Here's an April.

Peeking in the door.

"Hello?"
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[personal profile] mendanddefend_archive 2006-12-20 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
There's a familiar face.

"Hey, April. You're not going to kiss me again, are you?"

Got to get these things out of the way.

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[identity profile] fallen-april.livejournal.com 2006-12-20 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
April laughs. "No, I'm not gonna kiss you again. I think my boyfriend would be displeased."

She's switched to cheek-kissing under the mistletoe, you know.

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[personal profile] mitanarchist 2006-12-20 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
Collins is there. He's the liason between the non-tofu world and those barricading themselves inna fort.

Or something.
the_antiangst: (making an entrance)

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[personal profile] the_antiangst 2006-12-20 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
It's a job well done, if Angel does say so himself.

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[identity profile] sime-channel.livejournal.com 2006-12-20 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
She made it, see? Even if, prior to April getting hands on her, she's got more hair than Dream. "H-hi A-angel."
the_antiangst: (women's clothing)

[personal profile] the_antiangst 2006-12-20 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey. You holding up okay?"

(OOC: May run a bit slow.)

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[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/ 2006-12-20 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Hello?"

Please, please let there be sane people here.
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[personal profile] mitanarchist 2006-12-20 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey man. Come on in." Collins is sane. Relatively. At least in the non-tofu sense.

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[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/ 2006-12-20 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you."

He takes a few tentative steps in.

"This is where people are not drugged, yes? Because downstairs is like upper New York gone wrong, with a lot of power walking and chai fraca-mocho-chapo-whotsits and enough machinery to make your ears ring."

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[personal profile] mogget_cat 2006-12-20 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
A white head peers in from the doorway. There are more people he doesn't know than people he does, and of the people he does know, at least two don't like him.

Hopefully they'll be able to put that aside in the face of the common foe. Yrael thinks they'd just better be able to deal with him being there.

The white cat pads into the room.

"No soy-milk either, one hopes."

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[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/ 2006-12-21 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"I doubt it."

Jack inclines his head in a respectful nod.

"Good afternoon. There might be actual milk, if you felt like a risk."