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OOC: MCA Apartments
Sep. 2nd, 2008 04:30 pm
And now that we have the new townies announced, I can add that I'm pleased to hand off the keys, both in and out of character, to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
nugents_shirt.
OOC: MCA Apartments
Sep. 2nd, 2008 04:30 pm
And now that we have the new townies announced, I can add that I'm pleased to hand off the keys, both in and out of character, to nugents_shirt.
Sneakylinks!
Aug. 17th, 2008 11:03 am
Construction
August 4th: Mind the stumps
August 8th: Monkeys are always funny
August 15th: We wear not very short shorts
Policeman's Ball
Arrival
Dancing
In Which There Are No Circus Folk
Cake!
Bachelor Party
Which Isabel and Wyatt miss
Tony informs his plus-one
Wedding!
The Thing That Happens At The Wedding
Reception
In Which Xander Takes His Leave
Way Too Early Sunday Morning
Signs at MCA
Tags:
- aly,
- anakin,
- anders,
- angel,
- angela,
- bel,
- bridge,
- bronwyn,
- cam,
- chris,
- construction,
- dawn,
- dean,
- holy frak my mun is mean,
- isabel,
- jen scotts,
- jeremiah,
- john winchester,
- kerrigan,
- logan,
- marty,
- mca,
- meg,
- mel,
- parker,
- peter parker,
- peter pevensie,
- phoebe,
- river,
- robin the canadian,
- ronan,
- rory,
- roy mustang,
- sam carter,
- sam winchester,
- sneakylinkdrops,
- sokka,
- summer,
- the mountie,
- the thing,
- tony stark,
- tori,
- veronica,
- why xander will go gray before 30,
- willow,
- wyatt,
- z,
- zero,
- zoe
Sneakylinks!
Aug. 17th, 2008 11:03 am
Construction
August 4th: Mind the stumps
August 8th: Monkeys are always funny
August 15th: We wear not very short shorts
Policeman's Ball
Arrival
Dancing
In Which There Are No Circus Folk
Cake!
Bachelor Party
Which Isabel and Wyatt miss
Tony informs his plus-one
Wedding!
The Thing That Happens At The Wedding
Reception
In Which Xander Takes His Leave
Way Too Early Sunday Morning
Signs at MCA
Tags:
- aly,
- anakin,
- anders,
- angel,
- angela,
- bel,
- bridge,
- bronwyn,
- cam,
- chris,
- construction,
- dawn,
- dean,
- holy frak my mun is mean,
- isabel,
- jen scotts,
- jeremiah,
- john winchester,
- kerrigan,
- logan,
- marty,
- mca,
- meg,
- mel,
- parker,
- peter parker,
- peter pevensie,
- phoebe,
- river,
- robin the canadian,
- ronan,
- rory,
- roy mustang,
- sam carter,
- sam winchester,
- sneakylinkdrops,
- sokka,
- summer,
- the mountie,
- the thing,
- tony stark,
- tori,
- veronica,
- why xander will go gray before 30,
- willow,
- wyatt,
- z,
- zero,
- zoe
E-Mail, Monday June 9th
Jun. 9th, 2008 01:15 pm
Ray was right. Sitting down wasn't a problem. Leaning back was a problem. Which was why Xander was sprawled out on his stomach on the living room rug, tapping away at his laptop.
Dear Willow:
You missed underwear gnomes. And people being shirtless in the park. And I miss you and I got a (top secret) tattoo. These things are only indirectly related. And also something else but I invoke BFF privilege #23 to not tell you what until later in exchange for you being the first person I tell when later happens.
How's tricks by you?
love,
Xander
It would be wrong to send it to himself and BCC both of them. But not like special hell wrong, so he hit Send.
[Linkdroppy, but open for the BFF if she wants to reply!]
E-Mail, Monday June 9th
Jun. 9th, 2008 01:15 pm
Ray was right. Sitting down wasn't a problem. Leaning back was a problem. Which was why Xander was sprawled out on his stomach on the living room rug, tapping away at his laptop.
Dear Willow:
You missed underwear gnomes. And people being shirtless in the park. And I miss you and I got a (top secret) tattoo. These things are only indirectly related. And also something else but I invoke BFF privilege #23 to not tell you what until later in exchange for you being the first person I tell when later happens.
How's tricks by you?
love,
Xander
It would be wrong to send it to himself and BCC both of them. But not like special hell wrong, so he hit Send.
[Linkdroppy, but open for the BFF if she wants to reply!]
MCA0: Late Sunday night
Jun. 1st, 2008 11:02 pmIt's late, and it's dark, and Xander ought to be asleep. Even on a globe-hopping island, you can't party all night every night. He's got an office to open tomorrow. Calls to make, since his other business is finally picking up some speed again this summer.
He should be getting some rest -- it's not like the other person in his bed is keeping him awake. Bridge, after moving his stuff back from the cabins, dumping it in his room, then making his way across town for a late dinner, is out like the proverbial light - and the real ones too.
It's late, and it's dark, and Xander ought to be asleep, but he's not. He's sitting with his back against the headboard, the window open to let in the suddenly misty air, watching Bridge's chest rise and fall. Thinking about more people he loves leaving, growing up in another direction from the way she'd grown in another dimension, but still, up. About the fact that they'll be leaving at the end of the summer. Both of them. He'd add hopefully to that, but Xander realizes he can't picture a future that doesn't have both of them in it.
[OOC: Mostly stablishy, but also for the modded-with-permission B-word-person]
He should be getting some rest -- it's not like the other person in his bed is keeping him awake. Bridge, after moving his stuff back from the cabins, dumping it in his room, then making his way across town for a late dinner, is out like the proverbial light - and the real ones too.
It's late, and it's dark, and Xander ought to be asleep, but he's not. He's sitting with his back against the headboard, the window open to let in the suddenly misty air, watching Bridge's chest rise and fall. Thinking about more people he loves leaving, growing up in another direction from the way she'd grown in another dimension, but still, up. About the fact that they'll be leaving at the end of the summer. Both of them. He'd add hopefully to that, but Xander realizes he can't picture a future that doesn't have both of them in it.
[OOC: Mostly stablishy, but also for the modded-with-permission B-word-person]
MCA0: Late Sunday night
Jun. 1st, 2008 11:02 pmIt's late, and it's dark, and Xander ought to be asleep. Even on a globe-hopping island, you can't party all night every night. He's got an office to open tomorrow. Calls to make, since his other business is finally picking up some speed again this summer.
He should be getting some rest -- it's not like the other person in his bed is keeping him awake. Bridge, after moving his stuff back from the cabins, dumping it in his room, then making his way across town for a late dinner, is out like the proverbial light - and the real ones too.
It's late, and it's dark, and Xander ought to be asleep, but he's not. He's sitting with his back against the headboard, the window open to let in the suddenly misty air, watching Bridge's chest rise and fall. Thinking about more people he loves leaving, growing up in another direction from the way she'd grown in another dimension, but still, up. About the fact that they'll be leaving at the end of the summer. Both of them. He'd add hopefully to that, but Xander realizes he can't picture a future that doesn't have both of them in it.
[OOC: Mostly stablishy, but also for the modded-with-permission B-word-person]
He should be getting some rest -- it's not like the other person in his bed is keeping him awake. Bridge, after moving his stuff back from the cabins, dumping it in his room, then making his way across town for a late dinner, is out like the proverbial light - and the real ones too.
It's late, and it's dark, and Xander ought to be asleep, but he's not. He's sitting with his back against the headboard, the window open to let in the suddenly misty air, watching Bridge's chest rise and fall. Thinking about more people he loves leaving, growing up in another direction from the way she'd grown in another dimension, but still, up. About the fact that they'll be leaving at the end of the summer. Both of them. He'd add hopefully to that, but Xander realizes he can't picture a future that doesn't have both of them in it.
[OOC: Mostly stablishy, but also for the modded-with-permission B-word-person]
Tags:
MCA 0, Late Friday Night
Apr. 12th, 2008 02:09 amDespite Willow's closing rhyme, Xander had walked home slowly after radio, thinking about... well, a little bit of everything. Fandom weirdness. Upcoming graduations. Sooner-coming anniversaries. Nanaimo bars.
What? He had to pass Luke's Diner.
When he lets himself into the apartment, he's glad to see Bridge's jacket draped over the back of a couch, but most of the lights are out. There's a dim glow from the master bedroom, and he follows it back there, quietly pushing the door open. The lamp on the nightstand is turned down to its lowest setting, just bright enough to make out the shape of Bridge's face in sleep, half pressed into the pillow.
After this morning's wake-up call, Xander doesn't have the heart to disturb him. Instead, he just stands in the doorway for a long time, watching the shift of the covers, rising and falling to the slow, steady sound of Bridge's breath.
Finally, he turns and walks back to the living room, pulling out his laptop to tap out one last e-mail before returning to crawl under the covers himself.
To: wrosenberg@councilofwatchers.co.uk
From: purplefrog@yahoo.com
Subject: Do not ask. Never, never ask.
Dear Willow:
I didn't lick the frog. Do you know a spell to....
...love, Xander
__
[Linkstaaaablishy! B-word-person modded with permission.]
What? He had to pass Luke's Diner.
When he lets himself into the apartment, he's glad to see Bridge's jacket draped over the back of a couch, but most of the lights are out. There's a dim glow from the master bedroom, and he follows it back there, quietly pushing the door open. The lamp on the nightstand is turned down to its lowest setting, just bright enough to make out the shape of Bridge's face in sleep, half pressed into the pillow.
After this morning's wake-up call, Xander doesn't have the heart to disturb him. Instead, he just stands in the doorway for a long time, watching the shift of the covers, rising and falling to the slow, steady sound of Bridge's breath.
Finally, he turns and walks back to the living room, pulling out his laptop to tap out one last e-mail before returning to crawl under the covers himself.
To: wrosenberg@councilofwatchers.co.uk
From: purplefrog@yahoo.com
Subject: Do not ask. Never, never ask.
Dear Willow:
I didn't lick the frog. Do you know a spell to....
...love, Xander
__
[Linkstaaaablishy! B-word-person modded with permission.]
MCA 0, Late Friday Night
Apr. 12th, 2008 02:09 amDespite Willow's closing rhyme, Xander had walked home slowly after radio, thinking about... well, a little bit of everything. Fandom weirdness. Upcoming graduations. Sooner-coming anniversaries. Nanaimo bars.
What? He had to pass Luke's Diner.
When he lets himself into the apartment, he's glad to see Bridge's jacket draped over the back of a couch, but most of the lights are out. There's a dim glow from the master bedroom, and he follows it back there, quietly pushing the door open. The lamp on the nightstand is turned down to its lowest setting, just bright enough to make out the shape of Bridge's face in sleep, half pressed into the pillow.
After this morning's wake-up call, Xander doesn't have the heart to disturb him. Instead, he just stands in the doorway for a long time, watching the shift of the covers, rising and falling to the slow, steady sound of Bridge's breath.
Finally, he turns and walks back to the living room, pulling out his laptop to tap out one last e-mail before returning to crawl under the covers himself.
To: wrosenberg@councilofwatchers.co.uk
From: purplefrog@yahoo.com
Subject: Do not ask. Never, never ask.
Dear Willow:
I didn't lick the frog. Do you know a spell to....
...love, Xander
__
[Linkstaaaablishy! B-word-person modded with permission.]
What? He had to pass Luke's Diner.
When he lets himself into the apartment, he's glad to see Bridge's jacket draped over the back of a couch, but most of the lights are out. There's a dim glow from the master bedroom, and he follows it back there, quietly pushing the door open. The lamp on the nightstand is turned down to its lowest setting, just bright enough to make out the shape of Bridge's face in sleep, half pressed into the pillow.
After this morning's wake-up call, Xander doesn't have the heart to disturb him. Instead, he just stands in the doorway for a long time, watching the shift of the covers, rising and falling to the slow, steady sound of Bridge's breath.
Finally, he turns and walks back to the living room, pulling out his laptop to tap out one last e-mail before returning to crawl under the covers himself.
To: wrosenberg@councilofwatchers.co.uk
From: purplefrog@yahoo.com
Subject: Do not ask. Never, never ask.
Dear Willow:
I didn't lick the frog. Do you know a spell to....
...love, Xander
__
[Linkstaaaablishy! B-word-person modded with permission.]
MCA0: Saturday Night
Mar. 29th, 2008 09:45 pmSo after this morning, Xander had a pretty good idea what he'd end up doing with the rest of his day. And definitely wouldn't be doing with his evening. Well, actually, there are any number of things he won't be doing, like ingesting things with umbrellas, drunk-dialing Parker, reading the news, opening the office, or renovating a brothel, but if you narrow the category to Stuff One Does In One's Apartment With One's Boyfriend then it gets a little more obvious.
But hey, there are other Things One Can Do. Or, more accurately, Things Two Can Do. Like have a nice nutritious dinner.
Spaghettios are nutritious, right?
[OOC: For the wee b-word-person.]
But hey, there are other Things One Can Do. Or, more accurately, Things Two Can Do. Like have a nice nutritious dinner.
Spaghettios are nutritious, right?
[OOC: For the wee b-word-person.]
MCA0: Saturday Night
Mar. 29th, 2008 09:45 pmSo after this morning, Xander had a pretty good idea what he'd end up doing with the rest of his day. And definitely wouldn't be doing with his evening. Well, actually, there are any number of things he won't be doing, like ingesting things with umbrellas, drunk-dialing Parker, reading the news, opening the office, or renovating a brothel, but if you narrow the category to Stuff One Does In One's Apartment With One's Boyfriend then it gets a little more obvious.
But hey, there are other Things One Can Do. Or, more accurately, Things Two Can Do. Like have a nice nutritious dinner.
Spaghettios are nutritious, right?
[OOC: For the wee b-word-person.]
But hey, there are other Things One Can Do. Or, more accurately, Things Two Can Do. Like have a nice nutritious dinner.
Spaghettios are nutritious, right?
[OOC: For the wee b-word-person.]
Tags:
- bridge,
- charlotte york,
- isabel,
- mca,
- mca0,
- mohinder,
- parker,
- radio,
- weetiny 3.0,
- willow
MCA0, Monday Morning
Feb. 24th, 2008 11:03 pmLike last weekend, Xander had spent this one with his boyfriend. Unlike last weekend, said boyfriend was in no condition to do any... practice-exam-taking. As you do on Spring Break weekends. Instead, there was a lot of ice cream, ear-skritching, DVD-watching, and working up plans for a closet-remodel.
At least he still had a warm body to sleep with? Even if half the time he woke up with a furry tail tickling the end of his nose.
Which, oddly, isn't happening right now. Xander's 7/8ths asleep, so he isn't quite registering what's wrong with that, but his fingers are already patting around on the pillow reaching for something that isn't there.
"Mrrf?"
__
[OOC: For the furry tail-owner. Up early for great OMG a weekend away from RP - withdrawal! Withdrawal!]
At least he still had a warm body to sleep with? Even if half the time he woke up with a furry tail tickling the end of his nose.
Which, oddly, isn't happening right now. Xander's 7/8ths asleep, so he isn't quite registering what's wrong with that, but his fingers are already patting around on the pillow reaching for something that isn't there.
"Mrrf?"
__
[OOC: For the furry tail-owner. Up early for great OMG a weekend away from RP - withdrawal! Withdrawal!]
MCA0, Monday Morning
Feb. 24th, 2008 11:03 pmLike last weekend, Xander had spent this one with his boyfriend. Unlike last weekend, said boyfriend was in no condition to do any... practice-exam-taking. As you do on Spring Break weekends. Instead, there was a lot of ice cream, ear-skritching, DVD-watching, and working up plans for a closet-remodel.
At least he still had a warm body to sleep with? Even if half the time he woke up with a furry tail tickling the end of his nose.
Which, oddly, isn't happening right now. Xander's 7/8ths asleep, so he isn't quite registering what's wrong with that, but his fingers are already patting around on the pillow reaching for something that isn't there.
"Mrrf?"
__
[OOC: For the furry tail-owner. Up early for great OMG a weekend away from RP - withdrawal! Withdrawal!]
At least he still had a warm body to sleep with? Even if half the time he woke up with a furry tail tickling the end of his nose.
Which, oddly, isn't happening right now. Xander's 7/8ths asleep, so he isn't quite registering what's wrong with that, but his fingers are already patting around on the pillow reaching for something that isn't there.
"Mrrf?"
__
[OOC: For the furry tail-owner. Up early for great OMG a weekend away from RP - withdrawal! Withdrawal!]
Tags:
- bridge,
- dawn,
- joanna stayton,
- mca,
- mca0,
- mel,
- radio,
- robin the canadian,
- willow
Isabel had gone home after their meeting with Parker and Jarod, but Xander and Bridge had decided they'd be less wiped-out tomorrow if they stayed here instead of going back to the island. It'd have been nice if there were any rooms left at the Hyatt besides the rockstars-have-parties-in-the-jacuzzi kind, but any bed without living things besides him and Bridge in it would do, really, for one night.
At least this was a slow week, not another one filled with recovering from being taken over by somebody else for the weekend or visiting people in the clinic. Hate The Moon Day Parties and birthdays were a lot less exhausting. So was spending time with Bridge, meeting new tenants, and goofing off with old friends.
Tomorrow, though.... not so much with the goofing off. Xander flops back on the motel room bed and stretches, then sits back up, fiddling with the remote, kind of tired and wired at the same time.
[For the B-word-person. NFB due to distance, NWS due to magic fingers.]
Tags:
Isabel had gone home after their meeting with Parker and Jarod, but Xander and Bridge had decided they'd be less wiped-out tomorrow if they stayed here instead of going back to the island. It'd have been nice if there were any rooms left at the Hyatt besides the rockstars-have-parties-in-the-jacuzzi kind, but any bed without living things besides him and Bridge in it would do, really, for one night.
At least this was a slow week, not another one filled with recovering from being taken over by somebody else for the weekend or visiting people in the clinic. Hate The Moon Day Parties and birthdays were a lot less exhausting. So was spending time with Bridge, meeting new tenants, and goofing off with old friends.
Tomorrow, though.... not so much with the goofing off. Xander flops back on the motel room bed and stretches, then sits back up, fiddling with the remote, kind of tired and wired at the same time.
[For the B-word-person. NFB due to distance, NWS due to magic fingers.]
Tags:
E-mail, sent late Monday night
Nov. 12th, 2007 11:38 pmTags:
- aeryn,
- alanna,
- bridge,
- e-mail,
- faith,
- isabel,
- john crichton,
- katara,
- mary connell,
- mca,
- mel,
- parker,
- plaaaaaague,
- xanderswillow,
- zero
E-mail, sent late Monday night
Nov. 12th, 2007 11:38 pmTags:
- aeryn,
- alanna,
- bridge,
- e-mail,
- faith,
- isabel,
- john crichton,
- katara,
- mary connell,
- mca,
- mel,
- parker,
- plaaaaaague,
- xanderswillow,
- zero
