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Rey Skywalker ([personal profile] thatwaslucky) wrote2025-07-09 01:26 pm

MCA Laundry room- Wednesday evening

Rey had already needed to do laundry before being drenched in various goos, so after she'd showered and changed she took everything to the laundry room. It started okay, but when she came back to get it after the wash cycle, everything was soaked, and it hadn't run the whole way through. This time it didn't start okay, and she was stuck with heavy clothes she didn't know what to do with.

Maybe she should text Danny and see if she could take this thing apart.

Just wait till she remembered she'd just purged her closet.


[Am I posting from experience? Yes. Open!]
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Stark ([personal profile] stykera) wrote2025-07-08 10:06 am

Outside MHA #4, Tuesday morning

Summer was leaving. Stark wasn't really ready for that but he was as ready as he could be. And she'd told him before and he had a chance to say goodbye (and some other things that might need to be said) and it wasn't the same as any other time and he was going to remind himself of that as often as necessary.

So they were going to go to brunch, this morning, before she left. Before he want and played paintball without her and started to try to adjust to this latest shift in their dynamic.

So he was here, knocking on her door as he'd done so many times before. It was the same and it was very different and he was going to try his best not to be weird about it.


[For she who lives there...until later today anyway *sob*]
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Jaina Solo Fel ([personal profile] solo_sword) wrote2025-07-06 09:56 am
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OOC: Shenanigans sign up!

Pinch hitter this week!
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imafuturist ([personal profile] imafuturist) wrote2025-07-05 10:17 am

Penthouse Apartment of the baby Stark Tower, Monday Evening

Well, they had a plan to go looking for another dog because they were definitely becoming That Couple. But also, they had the space and the inclination for it. So. Dog.

And that was the plan, but the island would clearly have other things in mind.

"We'll take my car, right?" Tony asked like it was any better for a dog than Steve's motorcycle. It was only in the vaguest sense better.

[for him!]
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Atton Rand & miscellaneous names ([personal profile] suitably_heroic) wrote2025-07-03 06:56 pm
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Lana's Alderaan, Thursday Evening

People'd be less impressed by the thrantas if they knew how karking stupid they were. Yeah, Jack had flown one once or twice as a kid; it was hard to grow up on this planet without it. But he viscerally remembered the stupid look in the thing's eyes, the way it would get distracted.

And his dad, grumbling about the wasted money the day after. Sitting in a chair at the medcenter, waiting for the kolto patches to be removed from Jaq's arms.

It'd been a long day out here. There wasn't much left of the town he'd grown up in. It'd been relentlessly renovated, older buildings removed and replaced with new, prettier ornate synthstone. If he had to take a guess, he assumed the people he'd grown up with had been priced out of the neighborhood.

Sorry, 'moved to more suitable housing'. It was Alderaan, after all.

And then they'd headed out, towards the mountains, a little more like the hiking trips they took back on Earth. But the mountains were taller and more majestic, and every once in a while, a thranta herd would come out from behind a snowy peak, and fly past the sun, and the sunlight would reflect on its wings, and Jack-- well, Jack wanted to grab a pebble and throw it out there with the Force. See if he could nail one.

But he wasn't the only one there, and he knew it was an immature reflex. )

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Atton Rand & miscellaneous names ([personal profile] suitably_heroic) wrote2025-06-29 05:57 pm
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Los Angeles, Sunday

The news had come in last night, and by 'come in', Jack meant that a single text message had rolled in from Trent at around 3 AM. He'd been the only one to get it - which made sense, because he was the only one who was always awake at 3 AM and everyone knew about it. And then he'd laid there, on the vaguely comfortable hotel bed, staring at the ceiling.

Wondering if he should wake up Dane, or if he needed to come up with something to say to Trent on his own.

In the end, he just texted back. Something something sorry. And an offer, to which he'd gotten no reply.

So it wasn't until morning, with him and Dane stuffed into a booth somewhere in the hotel restaurant, that he said it out loud. )

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