Date & Time: February 23, 2013; late morning
Location: A coffee shop.
Characters: Keith Goodman (andagain) and Keith Gandor (silenceandcards)!
Summary: Keith gave Keith a kabob during the festival, and Keith wanted to pay Keith back with coffee.
Warnings: It should be fairly mellow, but will be updated when necessary. For now, an excessive repetition of "Keith."

( Paying back a kindness isn't taboo for gangsters. )

Date & Time: Valentine's Day~ evening, after festivities have ended
Location: Collette's apartment
Characters: Collette (whatsupcroc), Mahdi (moralperil)
Summary: Collette has a birthday surprise for Mahdi. Could it be cake? I hope it's cake.
Warnings: CUTENESS?

( pink and glitter )

Date & Time: Backdated to 22.09, around 9pm.
Location: the training hall
Characters: Max Kearney & Zevran Arainai
Summary: Once upon a time Zevran offered to teach Max how to dance. Then she got tired of things and took him up on it. From here.
Warnings: none most likely.

( we're individuals and very hard to touch )

Date & Time: Sunday, the 24th
Location: Hold to the... well, as far as they'll make it on foot!
Characters: Ahiru & Collette
Summary: Two teens go exploring. Only one teen returns. Wait, that's not what...
Warnings: Possible silliness or mutated animal growliness but probably not missing personish!

( 'cause i'm on my way to meet her )

Date & Time: friday evening
Location: unit 409
Characters: ranka lee symbioses and ahiru motioned
Summary: ranka and ahiru try to watch chicken run. it goes about as well as you'd expect.
Warnings: SILLINESS

( and i like the way you squawk )

Date and Time: Saturday afternoon
Location: Under an overhang near the transport building
Characters: Jim Raynor and Open
Summary: A man, his damaged armor, a hammer and the helmet radio all have a meeting
Warnings: None of note

It had been a while since the party, and a while since the last mission. It probably was time to adjust his armor. There was that fellow that offered to help but Jimmy just wanted something to focus on that wasn't drinking or wandering about. As "Sweet Home Alabama" played from the radio in the helmet loud enough to be heard nearby Jimmy fiddled with the bullet riddled armor plates and the hissing hydrolic units of one of the arms.

"Damn thing, need a bloody engineer to keep this up. Or something louder to play music."