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[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

(ooc: because it's been a while. They've been around, really! Thread's staying open till it goes off the first page, and borrowing dogbarked85's format. :D )

Cooper Farm:
Xander was whistling while he placed a notice up on the board for carpentry orders. Now there were bathrooms and showers, he could focus on other things needed to be fixed around the place.

Scully was somewhere around the hospital. She hasn't been avoiding anybody but her rounds have mostly been focusing her in the lower levels, like the morgue. And being in the basement area was familiar to her.

Maria Venkman was wandering out toward a field, trying to find something to do around the place. So far, she's been speaking to the ghost population more than the living one of late.

Lauren Olamina was out in one of the fields, checking on the status of the crops she had sowed. She was also thinking that maybe a school or tutoring should be started around the place, especially after seeing the notice for reading lessons by someone else. It was a good idea to have training and lessons for those who needed it. She was also writing new passages in her journal on Earthseed.

Either the Farm, Smallville, or Metropolis: Kate has been patrolling quietly, or as quietly as you can on a motorbike. She had been going back and forth, and also spending time with Will.

In Metropolis, John Constantine had found a modest flat to hole up in, he had some smokes, and there was a pub where you could get a reasonable pint for America (still shitty, but had to make do until he could suss out what's happened back in London).

Somewhere around the globe, Nathan was going on supply runs, and was continuing to keep an eye out for new arrivals needing help.

And where was Willow? Oh the dark eyed and haired witch has been quietly plotting and amassing power somewhere.

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[bad-luck-wolf.livejournal.com]

The sound of the motorbike still makes NamelessGuy tense up and draw his sword and almost flee, even though he can see Kate on it.

He stands out of her path, and tries to keep himself as still as possible.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

She saw the glint of sunlight hitting metal, and braked to a stop, tensing herself. She rested her hand on her silver sword for a moment, and then noticed him.

"Oh it's you. Feeling better? You look livelier."

[bad-luck-wolf.livejournal.com]

"The doctor said I'm healthy. Just superficial wounds." The doctor also said he should see about psychiatrist, but he was probably just trying to mess with his head.

Doctors are like that.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Well he'd know, all right. Looked pretty bad though."

[bad-luck-wolf.livejournal.com]

Pause.

"I think when I'm healed up I'm going to leave."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Her head tilted to the side, "To where? Outside Kansas is dangerous."

[bad-luck-wolf.livejournal.com]

"I don't - don't want t'stay. S'just like waiting for the Sith to come, or somebody t'decide they don't want me around."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"If the Sith show up, they have to deal with all of us. And why wouldn't we want you around?"

[bad-luck-wolf.livejournal.com]

"Don't know." Meekly. "Just might not."

[godofshiny.livejournal.com]

Johns beer is staring back at him, one eyebrow arched curiously.

[nastypieceofwrk.livejournal.com]

For a brief second, he thought of Map, but no, Map never let himself go. And he's only in London after all. Is London.

"Well, what the hell do you want?"

[godofshiny.livejournal.com]

"Mister Constantine, I presume?" This one has interesting paths around him.

[nastypieceofwrk.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, and which one are you supposed to be? Receding hairlines?"

[godofshiny.livejournal.com]

"I am known as Mort. With your particular talents, you should have some clue as to what I am." And he knows what John is. Mort has never met a trickster avatar before, but John comes awfully close.

[nastypieceofwrk.livejournal.com]

"S'a joke." He stubbed out his smoke, and sat back on his stool. He was supposed to be the Laughing Magician, but the wrong twin lived. Still, a trickster and a bastard in any regard.

"Right, reflections, and ooh, got a whiff of prophecy to you, eh? Not bad for being the end of the que on domains."

[godofshiny.livejournal.com]

"In fact, Prophecy happens to be my primary domain." Is that a smug smirk on his face? Hard to tell, beer isn't the best reflector. "Gods rarely get to choose what they control."

[nastypieceofwrk.livejournal.com]

"Right, all random turn of the wheel for you lot. Still haven't said what you want, sunshine."

[will_scarlett]

Will hasn't been sleeping well so he's gotten into the habit of climbing trees and watching from that high up place. So when Kate comes around again on her bike he gives a smile and wave,

"'ow goes the rounds, love?"

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

She braked, and cut off the engine. She dismounted, and headed over to the tree.

"Pretty quiet still, usual traffic around." She then looked to haul herself up to where he was.

[will_scarlett]

He easily jumps down from the tree with only a slight wince and kisses her, she makes things better.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Brief surprise, but her arms looped around his shoulders with a content sound as she kissed him back.

[will_scarlett]

"Love ye so, my Kate."

He's not letting go of her for a bit.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Love you too," She embraced him and stroked his hair.

"What is it? Missing Sherwood?"

[will_scarlett]

"Aye an just dark thoughts."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Shh, it's all right."