ringbeast
28 May 2013 @ 12:05 am
Date & Time: May 27thish
Location: 7th Floor Hallway
Characters: Kousuke Nitoh, Rin Asano, and Sam Winchester, as well as anyone who happens to be on the 7th floor.
Summary: A peace offering to the ghosts on the 7th floor.
Warnings: GHOSTS, and a Winchester.

Nam myoho renge kyo.... )
 
 
Sango
28 May 2013 @ 08:59 am
 
Date & Time: May 28, late at night
Location: Housing Unit 1006
Characters: Sango and Nikolai
Summary: Someone else is living in Sango's apartment, and hasn't seen fit to introduce himself yet. She means to rectify that.
Warnings: Nothing unless somebody draws a blade for some reason. Maybe language?

Waiting it out. )
 
 
Saori Nakagawa
28 May 2013 @ 07:22 pm
Date & Time: May 24th to the 28th, after 7pm
Location: Random bar, or rooftops
Characters: Saori and you
Summary: Someone’s been staying out a lot lately because of awkward roommate shenanigans.
Warning: PG-13 for alcohol and maybe language and a touch of violence later

Two years isn't much for a god but it still hurts )
 
 
Galadriel, Lady of Lothlórien
28 May 2013 @ 10:23 pm
 
Date & Time: Sometime after the battle but before Sunday. /makes vague hand gestures.
Location:
Hold Infirmary
Characters: Shelke and Galadriel
Summary: Sometimes a patient gets bored and decides to go wandering through the clinic. Sometimes that patient happens upon an elf healer. Things happen.
Warnings: None likely. Will update if needed.

As is usual lately, the infirmary buzzes with activity. Galadriel has a part of it, making her rounds swiftly and with little fuss, moving from patient to patient offering what relief she could. It wasn’t easy; even once the most critically injured had been stabilized, there was a great deal to be done. She had seen this before- the aftermath of battle. It’s always gruesome, always frantic. The songs never mention that- there’s little glory to be found in stitching up wounds. But healers fight a war of their own, in a way, and it is exhausting.

So Galadriel takes some time to herself- just a few moments to gather her thoughts and to rest. She would be of no use to anyone at all if she couldn’t think clearly. She sits in a quiet corner of a waiting area, resting her head in her hands and just listening to her surroundings, breathing in and out.