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Most people who invited friends over for breakfast invited those friends to their home, not their office. Then again, most people who invited their friends to their home for breakfast

a) had a kitchen
b) had friends who don't effectively live next door to their office
c) were most people, which Bo was not. Hell, the jury was still out on whether Bo was even people.

All of which added up to a security office full of J,GoB doughnuts, Perk coffee, and orange juice that was not a pitcher of mimosas and would never be, no matter how much someone with an unpronounceable Russian last name might ~~bitch~~ wish otherwise.

It also added up to a crapload of leftover doughnuts, coffee, and still-not-mimosas once those friends were no longer in residence, because somebody was so not used to doing breakfast for more than two, and had way overcompensated.

[OOC: First thread is for breakfast with the Canuckian travelers, second is open office hours!]

( Probably just having tea... )
( One guy from a governator movie down, one...what, to go? )
( I feel like I'm out on parole. )
( May I offer an opinion? )

[Preplayed with the spectacular

regretiz4suckas,

godgavemecable,

chose_humanity and

glacial_witch. NFB since off-island, but OOC=A-OK!]

( Ew. Turkish prison chic. )
( So what exactly am I in for here? )
( Please don't be rats... )
( What're they feeding you down here? )

[Preplayed with the stupendous

regretiz4suckas,

godgavemecable,

chose_humanity and

glacial_witch. NFB since off-island, but OOC=A-OK! One more coming, but laaaaater. Possibly by the "tomorrow" definition.]

( The entrance to the vault was tall, intricately carved, and most importantly, heavy as all hell. )
( Will you take off the {microphone feedback} hood already? )
( That girl barely even knows she's Fae. )
( Let's Go Up To The Lab And See What's On The Slab )
( Why don't we have a car? )

[Preplayed with the supercalifragilistic

regretiz4suckas,

godgavemecable,

chose_humanity and

glacial_witch. NFB since off-island, but OOC=A-OK! More on the way, pre-apologies for the spam.]

For all that the outside of Trick's beloved Dal Riata looked like just another entrance down Bad Decision Alley, the inside was warm and comforting, with wood that polished until it glowed and comfortable stools and chairs that had been worn down by years of patrons.

It was the perfect place to relax and unwind, whether with a beer after a long, hard day. Light Fae and Dark could mingle and rub elbows without exchanging more than dirty looks or fanged glares. The Dal was a Waystation: a neutral, Fae-only pub, where they were free from the need to mask their true nature.

It was still a little bit before the dinner rush, which meant the bar itself was more empty than not. Which, considering the group about to enter the Dal, was probably for the best.

( You're sure this is the right address? )
( Later... )

[Preplayed with the splendiferous

regretiz4suckas,

godgavemecable,

chose_humanity and

glacial_witch. NFB since off-island, but OOC=A-OK! Dyson and Trick's conversation folded, spindled, and mutilated from Lost Girl 1x01, It's A Fae Fae Fae Fae World.]

"Seriously?" said Bo on entering her office. Because seriously?

Bad enough that all her calls to Portalocity were coming back Contact Declined this week, like somebody over there was actively trying to make sure she couldn't escape to Wales and certain undead residents thereof when certain feelings she lived with every day started twisting up the dial to Spinal Tap levels, but now this?

This being a security office now liberally bestrewn with colorful latex circles and squares (equal opportunity desecration; she supposed that was nice), battery-operated objects of various sizes and shapes, some more humanoid than others ("TENTACLES, KENZI? REALLY?"), some even already turned on (...shut up) like the line of yellow plastic ducks merrily buzzing their way across her desk.

Like her libido needed any had-to-have-come-from-'Dite's encouragement this week? And as for the leather swing hanging from a sturdy pair of chains affixed to the ceiling in the middle of the room...

Actually, that looked kind of fun. Maybe it would even cool her off a little bit?

Orrr maybe not. On the other hand, working up a sweat as she swung back and forth was keeping Bo just dizzy enough to forget why she was supposed to be annoyed about this.

{Aaaaaaand the followthrough, because there's always followthrough.}

[OOC: Office redecoration modded with permission, nay instigation from

regretiz4suckas. Open, but... sex pollen. Succubus. Probably not safe for work despite the fact that she's at work.]

Current Mood: Um...

8/11/2012: Impossibly hot fake sisters (Leo and...Bitsy)
8/25/2012: Don't ask about the antlers (Derek Hale, Kenzi)
9/8/2012: Tina is not Bitsy (Guy, Phil Coulson, Carl Kolchak)
9/22/2012: A HORSE. (Bayanai, Kenzi, Kitty, Toby, Tyrion)
9/29/2012: Impossibly not fake sisters (Bitsy)
10/6/2012: Impossibly not getting not fake sisters' numbers (Tiny)
10/8 & 10/14/2012: Fall Break (Mitchell)
10/20/2012: Little people, big milkshakes (Jack Priest, Kenzi, Max Blum, Toby, Savannah, Mike Lane, Laurie Keller)
10/27/2012: Pre-Halloween
11/17/2012: I also do cross-stitch (Jaina, Pinkie Pie, Navaan)

"I had phone sex with the Portalocity dude, Mitchell." (vaguely NSFWish)
"If the Welsh had ever heard of bundt cake..." (Mitchell, Kate, et al)
Bartending in the dark (Guy, Toby, Cassidy, Raven, Jake, Bruce Banner, Deadpool)
"Nice cock." (Karla, 'Dite)
"A good, healthy flock." (Tyrion, Jake, Jaina, Eric, One Of Those Weekends)
Wearin' o the green. Or not. (Guy, Kenzi)

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