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Leah could, if she wanted, call up any number of people and ask them to do her a favour by giving her a lift to the farm.

She chooses to take a cab because that's one step closer to independence, and she's weird like that.

Which is why, one afternoon, said cab pulls up alongside the farm and deposits a blonde woman in sunglasses and carrying a white cane, who tips generously before it heads off. She takes a few seconds to orient herself before heading up the path towards the farmhouse.

She's hoping to find a person in particular, but anyone who gets in her way will be spoken to.

selflesslight.livejournal.com

Today, Val can be found wandering the Cooper farm, looking for an Intuition.

(Her brother is a newt. A fucking newt. Living in a bucket and eating ants. Yeah, this is a problem.)

eureka-bell.livejournal.com

In an encyclopeda, the axolotl is defined as a Mexican neotenic mole salamanders belonging to the Tiger Salamander complex. In practice, it is something like a cross between Kirby and a Wooper.

At twilight, one reddish-coloured specimen creeps a few centimetres onto the pond's bank. Its splayed-out gills quiver a little in the cool air, then stick together as the axolotl's mouth opens and it hoovers up a couple of hapless ants.

...Steve isn't sure how he's come to this point in his life, to be honest.

iluitu.livejournal.com

There is what should be a familiar flash of light and echoing bang that resonates for a moment before dropping out completely. The product of this being a young woman who is, more or less, about as frightened and confused as anyone in her position possibly could be.

"H-Hello?" She calls out, looking around from where she is sitting on the ground, "Hello...? Ly... Anyone...?"

sworntoalostgod.livejournal.com

Oliver left in his van, on a reconnaissance mission and a supply run. That was around two weeks ago. He hasn't been seen since. This is why.

He's stuck to fields and woods as often as he could - though he risks the road sometimes, as it's easier riding. He's hungry. He's tired. He rides Beau completely bareback, using knees and Commands to guide the horse. He Listens to Beau a lot, though all Beau talks about is how tired and hungry he is. It's good to hear a voice that's not his own.

Oliver is slowly approaching civilization - the Cooper farm - home.

Currently Beau walks by a lonely stretch of highway. Possibly near the farm. Possibly not. Oliver's chin droops to his chest. He shakes himself awake. Which is good - until a few minutes later, when his chin falls to his chest once more.

sworntoalostgod.livejournal.com

So, there's a creepy meadow.

Oliver is in the farmhouse, looking to speak to people about it. (There are also people he should offer condolences to for their recent losses. Possibly he'll find them as well.)

As he butters toast and makes tea in the Cooper kitchen, he has a map out of the surrounding area. He's thinking of going for a supply run/recon mission. Maybe this field is part of a pattern.

not-macgyver.livejournal.com

Even though Mac has cleared out one of the houses in the little town and claimed it as his, he still finds himself spending a majority of his time here at the Cooper farm.

It's an old habit, not wanting to be alone. When you're pulled into a war, it's always good to have someone to watch your back. And even though he's not felt another Nightbane anywhere nearby, old habits die hard.

So, he's in one of the common areas, reading an old engineering textbook he'd come across and doodling circuit designs in a notebook.

furie-adept.livejournal.com

There's a flash of a transfer point up above, and a rather large, rather angry looking monster (along with a swarm of considerably smaller creatures) drop down with a crash.

A moment later, a human drops down after them, landing rather awkwardly, with the distinctive crack that probably indicates numerous broken bones. Which would make more sense if he wasn't up again a moment later, apparently unharmed and very cheerful.

Monsters take a back seat (and are batted away as they approach) to trying to figure out just where he is.

trickswithsticks

Abandoning people in their house after they've offered you hospitality is incredibly rude, especially if the person in question is disabled and unable to follow. Leah was upset and bitter for at least fifteen minutes.

Then she got over it, tidied her apartment again and finished the headpiece she was working on. Visitors this morning would find her in the large basement room she had Sam convert into a target range, using her bow and laser sight to send arrow after arrow into the target. It's practically meditation.

Anyone who happened to be fiddling with their radio might find her frequency, too. She keeps them open.

the-backfiring.livejournal.com

This white-sanded beach on the sticky coast of Florida is quiet, except for the hollars of birds, and the gentle rushing of the surf--

FLASH! BANG!

--and the suddenly-appearing man, who stumbles in shock, his mouth open but no words reaching his tongue.

selflesslight.livejournal.com

So you might have noticed there's a big ol' robot parked out back of the bunker at the Cooper farm. It's large and green and looks very battered.

Approach it, and one of two things happens.

Either you came during the day, and Val Bell is sitting on its head with a good book and a bowl of apples, or you came during the evening or night and it is apparently deserted. 'Apparently' being the key word.

What'll it be?

theresnodoor

There's an interesting little group making their way toward the Cooper farm. It consists of three smallish dragons and what looks like an enormous ball of light.

No one's said much on the way back. For Rachel, it's out of frustration. They took it down and that's a victory, but they didn't get the father, the guy that started the whole thing, and that's making her tack it down as a failure.

But she'll mention that when they land.

theresnodoor

There! Up in the sky! It's a bird!

Well, it's two birds, within a few hundred yards of each other.

A hawk with a rust-red tail and a bald eagle are making their way toward the farm. There aren't too many words passing between them, other than Rachel's occasional comment regarding what the plan is. Both sets of sharp eyes are on the lookout for Lucy.

Rachel's half-hoping the dragon-woman managed to scrounge up a few more friends to help out, and half-hoping she didn't. Too many people and someone would have to be a leader.

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wingsatlife.livejournal.com

Toronto has gone splat. Kaput. Gone. It's given up the ghost. Quite simply, it no longer exists (except as a crater with a rather large amount of semi-melted and solidified rock at the bottom, which has has at least scaled down from ridiculous heat to a pleasantly warm glow).

FLASHBANG

Except now, when it also consists of a girl.

A girl who is dropping her schoolbag and swearing.

[ooc: might want to look here before tagging. if you're okay with possible -- nay, probable -- canon puncturing, go right ahead! :D]

damnedattrition.livejournal.com

Oh look! It's a vampire being carried through the air by a flying, tentacled woman. And then, presumbably, she's going to set him down at the entrance to the Cooper farm. Because of that pesky 'needs to be invited' rule and all.

But hey, at least he can find shelter before the sun rises.

Angel hopes.

damnedattrition.livejournal.com

Flash, bang, get on with the light show, blah blah blah.

Suffice to say there is now a vampire behind what should have been the Hyperion Hotel in Los Angeles. He's drenched, wearing black leather, wielded a Very Large Sword, and looking extremely confused as to why he's not currently staring down at the corpse of a dragon.

Hey, at least it's still nighttime right?

selflesslight.livejournal.com

Valerie is in the training field.

Reluctantly.

But hey, Zuko said, and what Zuko says goes. He's like a cuter, more badass Polina.

just-marley.livejournal.com

Well, Marley is bored.

He's only been up for thirty minutes, though the only way you'd be able to tell is the fact that he's brushing his teeth as he sits up on the roof of the house, trying to figure out how he's supposed to pass a whole day.

He can't really think of anything productive to do.

firesifu.livejournal.com

Some time after talking with Steph, Zuko still has no idea how to go about approaching the many people who he should proably talk to.

Instead, he's focusing on something that puts it all off very nicely, and practicing firebending forms out in the training field. They really do make much more sense after visiting the Masters - without having to spend to much effort on brute force and anger to produce the flame, everything flows more, and that in turn is levelling out his thoughts.

So. Another version of him had children. And they're here. They also seem to think he's their father- at least, the version that they knew. He should talk to Mel first, then. He's not sure what she thinks, but he should ask, in any case. And Iroh should know.

Later. He finishes off a form, and moves onto the next.

404-chan.livejournal.com

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