EVENT LOG: ON TODAY'S EPISODE...

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone and everyone's evil twin.
What: Drama! Romance! Gripping soliloquies! Otherwise known as our SOAP OPERA EVENT.
When: April 26th - April 30th
Where: All 'round town and coming to a TV guide near you.
Summary: For more information, see this post.
Rating: Keep it PGish! Take anything too raunchy to your appointments posts, darlings.

Log for any and all events around town during the event. But also feel free to do your own posts as well! And yes, this will be the only mass log for the whole weekend.

HAVE FUN.

Comments

[eversohungry]

[And this should tell you something: Vastra is in no mood for off-color jokes. She makes a dismissive face and rolls her eyes--moving on.]

I don't intend to do much speaking. This is not something one has an entire conversation over. Hold this for me-- [And she unceremoniously dumps the bag in Loki's direction, not really caring if he catches it or not. There is vengeance to be had, after all. ...and she's more concerned with using Loki to steady herself while she reaches for the stiletto sheathed in her boot. Why is it there? Because the writers wanted it to be there. Her pregnancy seems to be slowing her down in terms of bending, though.]

Endless verbiage is simply a conveyance for lies.

[complicatedliar]

[Well, that's uncomfortably close to Loki's own methods. Good thing it isn't directed at him. Loki helpfully holds her bag and lets her lean on him with a long-suffering look.]

A laudable method, I think. [He eyes the stiletto appreciatively.]

[eversohungry]

[THE IRONY.]

Doctors. Lying, shifty bastards. [Vastra finally dislodges the weapon from her shoe and stalks off a few steps, then returns for her bag.] Thank you Loki, I am glad I did not have to be extremely upset with you.

[complicatedliar]

I am glad as well. Do let me know if you need a hand with the dastardly doctors, though I think you are quite competent on your own. [He smiles.]

[eversohungry]

I may be pregnant, Loki. But helpless is something I will never be. [She points at him with the stiletto and turns to go doctor-stalking with her groceries. VENGEANCE!]