23 May 2017 @ 05:36 pm
Jim is...well. Not in as good a mood as the last time he was in. 

...see, the thing is, he doesn't want this dog. So he went home to get it, and told Sherlock it was time to give him back, and yay for a-hair-and-vomit free home, right!?

Sherlock had nodded. And looked sad.  And stroked Buster's head goodbye, AND JIM HATES THE WORLD, OKAY.

So anyway, he is here and the dog is tied to the table leg, and not even a strawberry daiquiri is making any of it better.


23 May 2017 @ 09:55 am
A little over a week ago, ten-year-old Rae Seddon had claimed one of the unused rows in the garden for her own use, planting a number of different seedlings (after consulting with a handwritten list of how far apart they needed to be) there. The row is now home to seedlings of three kinds of lettuces, radishes, spinach and tiny carrots.

If you should be outside on this bright and sunny day, you may see her, a small, thin figure in a faded pink t-shirt and torn blue jeans, giving encouragement to the plants as she pulls up weeds trying to grow around them and carefully waters each of the seedlings in turn. Once they are all free of weeds and are well-watered, she moves on to the other plants in the garden that look like they could use some care.

She hums to herself as she works.
Current Mood: cheerful
23 May 2017 @ 07:36 pm
Bodhi is back from spending time in Gotland with Teja.

He still looks anxious and fragile but there's colour in his cheeks and slightly more meat on his bones.

And he's focused again. Currently focused on cooking. He's taken over a corner of the kitchen and has several dishes on the go at once. The smells are spicy and warm, exactly the sort of dishes you need in the cold climate of Jedha.

Company is welcome, if you don't mind stirring things while he chops.

Also, watch out for the cat.

{tiny tag: Bodhi Rook}
22 May 2017 @ 09:59 pm
OOM: Cassian convinces Kay to be patient about Milliways.

Tiny tag: Cassian Andor
22 May 2017 @ 05:59 pm
Emcee is sitting on a sofa near the fireplace.

At his side is a tablet with a browser open to a list of Youtube search results.

What he's doing now, though, is using cellophane tape to attach coins to the soles of his boots, at the toes and at the heels.

Feel free to inquire what on earth he's up to.
22 May 2017 @ 11:12 pm
[[Previously: Once again, the smut was unexpected. At least we let them have a good time before...]]
[[After a climb to clear their minds, Bodhi and Galen talk about the future, and what must be done for them to have one.]
[[tinytags: bodhi rook, galen erso -- warnings for feels and conspiracy to defect.]]
22 May 2017 @ 09:40 pm
Vyvyan's latest hobby, or rather moneymaking scheme, has been to go down to the mountains and mine the rocks with his head to find things he can carve and sell.

He'd been rather hoping he'd find out who made the big hole in the forest. They could have saved him a lot of time with his mining.

However, in the middle of the afternoon, he gets a lucky strike, and his head goes straight through the rock into a small cavern.

"Brilliant!" he declares, kicking an entranceway and climbing through the hole. He gets his cigarette lighter out for light, and inspects the hole.

Well, this is a better place to sleep here than the forest, when he stays here without the money to rent another room. Lot drier for a start. And people won't complain about noise or smell. Okay, so he'll have to go back to the bar to use the bathroom, but even so...

After spending the afternoon making a makeshift door out of a large boulder, he comes back and gets some paper, then looks around to see if he can find that nice Jim bloke or someone else to do some writing for him.
22 May 2017 @ 09:37 am
It's a thoughtful Harry Monmouth who lingers over his meal today, though he may not look it, doodling idly on a piece of paper. Eventually he looks at the scribbles, laughs to himself, adds a few details and scratches out a few lines of writing, before sauntering over to the message board and pinning it up.

In search of One Dragon, Ogre, or other such Beast, possessed of a fine Hoard, readily to be slain by a Prince.

There's a sinuous, winged, ink-blotty form beneath, that's probably a dragon if you squint.

Harry isn't really looking for a small fortune, but...he's not not looking.
21 May 2017 @ 05:22 pm
Retrovirus and Stunner OOM )


Daniel and Guide enter the bar from Daniel's office. Guide is older than he was the last time, he is more mature, more filled out. His clothing is also different, it is black leather with black stitching.  He has a leather sling backpack on.

"After you," says Daniel.

"Very well," says Guide with a growl as he steps into the bar.

 (OOC feel free to tag in)

22 May 2017 @ 12:01 am
[[Previously: You probably were expecting conflict from our description, not schmoop and smut! But you got it.]]
[[In a rare break between Eadu's downpours, Galen and Bodhi go rock-climbing to get away from things.]]
[[tinytags: bodhi rook, galen erso -- warnings for intense feelings, intense philosophy, and intense sex. Virtual ear coolers are once more provided.]]
21 May 2017 @ 10:21 pm
[oom: Fix what you can fix

Guppy tackles some of his anxieties by implementing some new house rules]
21 May 2017 @ 05:00 pm
The great detective sits by the fireplace, having found a book: Winston Churchill's A History of the English-Speaking Peoples. Volume 1. As Poirot is not by birth a member of the English-Speaking Peoples, sometimes he finds Sir Winston's vocabulary hard to understand, but for the most part he can follow it. And remembers the alternately pompous and impressive man he knew for the better part of twenty years.

But Poirot is quite interruptible.
21 May 2017 @ 11:00 pm
You can find Dorian Gray in a secluded corner of the Caribbean inlet, enjoying the sunshine in the altogether. But never worry -- he has a towel covering his most private bits. That is one spot nobody, under no circumstances, likes to ris sun-burn on.
21 May 2017 @ 09:47 am
It's in a predictably bad mood that Wilford comes into the bar today. He shows no sign of having been blown up by a maniac outside, aside from the fact that he may be plotting said maniac's death. But he doesn't want to find Jim right now. That might end with one of them burning the entire place to the ground, and even Wilford can understand that such an outcome would be undesirable.

So instead, he sits down in front of the fire, propping his feet up on the coffee table, and quietly thinks about all the ways in which he can make Jim wish he hadn't done what he did.
20 May 2017 @ 05:11 pm
(OOM: In honor of Empire day: Emperor Palpatine issued many orders. This was his favorite.)
20 May 2017 @ 07:30 pm
Ganymede comes into the bar dressed in deep midnight blue and stark white, hair tied back and twined with golden ribbon, and moving stiffly, as if suddenly he felt his legitimate age with no explanation. At the bar he lays a hand on the wood and receives a small, fine linen pouch and a handful of bleached white bones, parts of their surfaces coated with lustrous gold.

They're astralagi, jackstones used to play a game older than Ganymede himself; with an easy flick of his hand one of the weird sinuous shapes is tossed into the air, coming back down balanced just below his knuckles on the back of his hand. It's an easy game to play, but hard to master; he has time. He may even be at it for a while between sips of strong, tart cherry juice. It's so much so that it nearly makes his eyes water, and as he hunches over he winces, sitting up straight again.

Suffice it to say he's a little sore.
[[Previously: Title drop! Also, Galen got to speak of Lyra and Jyn..]]
[[Doubt that their fate is in their own hands puts a strain Bodhi and Galen's relationship..]]
[[tinytags: bodhi rook, galen erso -- warnings for intense feelings, intense philosophy, and intense sex.]]
20 May 2017 @ 06:43 pm
Today, Tess is outside. Something not entirely usual for her. She's sitting on the beach, watching the sunset as the wind blows through her hair.

She's silent, thinking to herself, and as the temperature drops will be going inside soon enough. But for now, the sun on the water is all that has her attention.