09 October 2008 @ 11:25 am
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[Firo stands at his work table, which currently stands itself behind the theater. He's staring at sets of powders and liquids, each measured out carefully, labeled, put in little stone jars or archaically designed bottles; several give off the occasional shimmer, though it could just be a trick of the light. He braces his hands against he table, staring at nothing, apparently lost in thought.]




[[This would be Firo, wondering whether or not he should compromise his moral sensibilities and make a batch of immortal-juice for the sake of the remaining Camorra members who aren't immortal themselves.]]
 
 
09 October 2008 @ 03:47 pm
[Katara is sitting next to a pond in a bit of Fire Nation landscape. Brining animals from the Avatar world to the plane seems to be a bit of a theme lately--and she's got a few of her own. She's cutting up bits of fish to feed to the koalaotters playing near the edge of the water.]

I didn't know you guys lived here, too.
 
 
09 October 2008 @ 05:06 pm
[Henrietta is raiding the Astral kitchen. Not for food, though she's putting some of that into a little handkerchief on the counter--no, she is taking weaponry. Currently she's gathered up several bread knives, a cleaver, two spits and a cast-iron skillet, and now she's pulling the rest of the knives from a knife block on the counter and inspecting them one by one.]
 
 
09 October 2008 @ 10:42 pm
[Ianto's borrowed the Hub's autopsy room and is currently doing a rather substandard job of stitching up a small stab wound on his arm. He's slow, and from his winces it's pretty obvious he's missing the area he's applied anaesthetic to more often than not.]
 
 
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