16 April 2006 @ 11:12 pm
 
The door is opened and a girl of about 18 enters the bar. She's wearing blue denim dungarees over a white t-shirt and her dark hair is in two french braids and she has a small black rucksack over one shoulder. She's talking on a cell phone and paying no attention to where she is.

"Uh-huh. No. No I won't forget. I'll be home soon. Yeah. Love you too. Bye Bobby."

She takes the phone from her ear and flips it shut, then drops it in her pocket. Then she looks up. She looks around. This is NOT the grocery store.

Inari Raith, welcome to Milliways.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 10:13 pm
 
Paige has been in the bar for a few days now, she can't go home until Piper's back to normal.

To say Piper's predicament is getting to her is an understandment, she's currently halfway through a bottle of red wine, would someone like to remind her she doesn't actually drink anymore?
 
 
Current Mood: worried
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 10:08 pm
 
Bird in the bar, on the move.

Maybe he'll visit your table.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 09:44 pm
 
Jadis is sitting by the fire, with a large blank book and a fountain pen. She has a glass of white wine on the table by her elbow, and alternates writing in the book, with sipping from the glass. There is a gerat deal more sipping happening than writing. She could probably use some distraction.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 09:40 pm
 
Gavroche paid attention, the other day, when he was talking to Matt Truman, and listened to his description of Sharpe. So, when he spotted him on his security shift, he went over to introduce himself.

They're sitting together having a chat over milkshakes, now. The milkshakes are Gavroche's fault.

Tag one or both.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 09:39 pm
 
Liam comes in, again with Megan, and leads her over to the Bar to get them both a drink and snack.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 09:33 pm
 
Michael wanders in, tiredly but not as much so he has been, and looks around for anyone he recognises.

Whether that's you or not, feel free to talk to him.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 09:23 pm
 
Kevin comes downstairs from the guest rooms, looking tanned and unusually relaxed.

It's with some relief that he heads for the Bar to get a cup of coffee.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 09:19 pm
 
Angelo's around.

He's looking for his friends, to say his goodbyes.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 09:19 pm
 
Fenchurch?

Is around.

Today, she's sitting, or rather floating over, the piano bench.

Even if the only instrument she can play is guitar.

She isn't playing the piano, no, just hanging around it. Possibly she likes it.

It's a theory.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 09:08 pm
 
James Norrington and Lee Scoresby are sitting around a table together, Lee's Winchester rifle propped against his chair and Hester at his feet.

They're playing cards.

Tag one or both.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 09:04 pm
 
(Out of Milliways: Grissom takes Angel to visit Sara.)

Angel comes in through the front door (bet you didn't even see him leave, did you?), and stops by Bar to drop off the letter, per Sara's request, and to get himself some dinner.
Following which: Dead twentysomething drag queen at a table, with pasta.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 08:55 pm
 
Git, in the back corner, in his normal robes. He's got a pile of books on the table in front of him, along with a cup of tea, and his wand. Strike that. The wand is firmly clenched in his hand. He doesn't want any long toothed miscreant making off with it. Again.

The title of the book he's currently reading? 'The Binding and commanding of Spirits'


...Oops?
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 08:40 pm
Angelina is in her usual spot by the fire with hot chocolate. She's wearing a pale blue blouse and a darker blue a-line knee length skirt. Anyone who knows her should know that skirts and Angie do not mix.

Also by the fire is Helga. She has her sewing out and is unpicking a row of stitches so she can lower the hem on a set of small yellow robes.

Finally, we have Drusilla, who is walking out by the lake with Miss Edith.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 08:31 pm
 
H'es pacing, back and forth, his boots click clacking aginst the wood , gloved hands held behind his back. His cape flutters with his movement, mysteriously.

It helps him, really, to try and figure all this out. Bloody creations.

Hellspawn, have at.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 08:27 pm
 
Here's someone who hasn't been seen in the Bar in a long, long time.


.... well, no. That's not entirely correct. Quite a few people here would be willing to say he's been in the bar recently, but they'd only be partly right. After all, the Ray Stantz who was here last was a little taller than that, and a little less pudgy (not a lot, just a little), and he didn't blink nearly so much at his surroundings. And he sure wasn't a redhead.

"Oh," says Ray as the door closes behind him. "This place again. Cool, it worked!"

And he grins and trots over to the Bar, blissfully oblivious to the fact that he's still in uniform and has his goggles pushed up on his head.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 08:21 pm
 
Here's a boy you haven't seen around for a while. He's lying on his back on a couch, pedalling his feet aimlessly in the air and reading a letter.

There's been a sad lack of Mercutio in your life, hasn't there? Uh-huh. Of course there has. And now his mun is no longer freezing in a field, he's here! With a new earring! He wants you to talk to him. Come on.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 08:18 pm
 
It would take a lot of discussion and consideration to turn up anyone who could tell you the last time Easter was actually celebrated in Quinn's world. The Bar, of course, is unfazed by this fact, and adds an old but serviceable Sony Walkman to his dinner order- along with a cassette tape that he very nearly drops. Fingers trembling just a little, he manages to pop the tape in, pull on the earphones, and press 'play'. Moments later, the sound starts.

Judging by the look of absolutely, utterly enraptured attention on his face, you're going to have to shake him physically to get him to notice you tonight.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 07:55 pm
 
There is one slightly burnt Arthur in bar.

Okay, not really burnt, but his hair is smoking and standing on end. You see, there was this nifty electrical torch on the stand next to his bed, and he just had to see how it worked. And when he bulled the cord from the wall, it turned off. He tried pulling it again to turn it back on, but nothing happened.

Obviously a problem with the wall then, yes? Well, arthur, being an inquisitve young man, he took the fork he'd been eating lunch with, to try and figure out what was wronf inside the wall.

Hence the hair and smell of ozone surrounding him, and his angry muttering.
 
 
16 April 2006 @ 07:09 pm
There are two 24 pups in the bar.

Sitting in some corner, right at the bar, is one Ryan Chappelle. He has a scotch and a cigarette and book, but he's not reading it. Instead he just staring off into space.

And the other, the one who just walked back into the bar and has that surprised look on his face, that's David Palmer. Judging by the suit this isn't where he expected to be but he doesn't mind too much.