Home again? (Closed RP, Mello, Near)

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

((Most likely NSFW))

The surface under my head wasn't Near's lap any more. In fact, I wasn't on the floor, either. It felt like our bed. Everything must be...well, at least resolved enough that Kusu let us out of his office. There was a reason he couldn't, though why exactly, I'm fuzzy on now.

How long had I slept? I couldn't reference my internal clock to tell me. I pushed too hard or I would know. But, my mind was clearer than it had been before.

The bed was empty aside from me. I focused on listening. My eyes were still heavy, too heavy to open. I tilted my head, trying to call for him as I did, but my voice wasn't cooperating with me yet, either.

I tried again. "Near?" I whispered.

Open RP in the halls between Slytherin and Ravenclaw

[damien-thorn.livejournal.com]

( It was finished. )

Damien stepped out of his room and locked the door out of habit. It didn't really matter now. A celebration was in order. Private would be fine, but a quick check of the calendar had told him that he'd be justified in a public celebration, too. He'd hit small milestone: thirty-five years old today, and he'd barely noticed. Either way, a drink was in order. The bar in Slytherin was just minutes away, but the walk to Ravenclaw would clear his head after the intense concentration.

Unpopping of Provenza: Open RP

[getoffmydesk.livejournal.com]

"Goddamnit, Flynn!" Provenza yelled as he hit the floor, soggy and sticky. He wasn't sure what he was yelling at Flynn for. Well, yelling at Flynn usually solved something, but in this case, Provenza was pretty sure the other detective hadn't been involved.

Hiding a dead body to go to a baseball game? Flynn.

Dropping a casket and finding two dead bodies in it? Flynn.

A cross-country RV trip with a convict and the boss? Flynn.

Stone walls and butter? Not Flynn.

The air around the old man was turning distinctly blue as Provenza started swearing as he wandered off toward whatever hell the house he was in to go and take a shower.

((Unpopping approved by Brenda Johnson-mun.))