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[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Sunny.

In the bar.

With a Box of Makeover Tools.

All of which wash out, but are still Makeover Tools.

She is looking for...victims clients.

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[treading_dawn]

She might catch a flash of gold out of the corner of her eye.

A flash of gold, and the merest twitch of a tufted tail.

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

"...ESUS'PUPPY HI!" Sunny squeals and runs over to him.

She is not mad at him now.

She also has her Box with her.

"WANNA MAKEOVER ESUS-PUPPY?"

[treading_dawn]

"Hello, little one."

He looks down at her from his relatively great height, golden eyes bright with merriment.

"The answer to your question may depend on whether you would prefer to give me one or not."

[ratspeakergirl.livejournal.com]

Anaesthesia is in her corner.

Her hair is, as usual, a mess, and there is a rat-kitten in her lap.

Maybe she could use a makeover?

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Sunny thinks she could.

Sunny thinks EVERYONE could use it, and comes over with her kit, solemnly.

[ratspeakergirl.livejournal.com]

Ana does not talk much, but she does smile.

A lot, because small children remind her of her litle sisters.

[agnes_nitt]

Now, this looks like a woman in desperate need of a makeover. No, really. Just ask the voice inside her head. She'll tell you.

Which is to say that Agnes is sitting alone in a booth staring down into a teacup. She may have forgotten that you're supposed to drink the tea before you can read the leaves.

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Sunny agrees.

"Hi. Gonna make you pretty now. Please keep eyes shut."

[agnes_nitt]

Agnes looks up, startled. And then down, which is when she notices Sunny.

"You're going to do what?"

[argyle_princess]

Having given up on her French homework for the moment, Hannah is on her way to get coffee.

"Hey, there. Aren't you kinda young to be hanging out in a bar?"

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

"No, dummy."

[argyle_princess]

Hannah stares for a second and then smiles.

"Well, all right, then."

[not-death-eater.livejournal.com]

Look Sunny!

Pretty man with loooong Blonde hair.

And he looks saaaaad.

He could use a makeover!

My pup is going to kill me for this.

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Sunny doesn't associate with Death Eaters, or Not!Death Eaters, when neither of her parents are around.

This is so her mun can live through the summer and not be killed. And she fears the muns more than she fears any pup.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Sunny's mun is wise, indeed.

[notinthefett.livejournal.com]

"S'up, Baby?" Warren says, as he walks through the bar on his way (http://community.livejournal.com/milliways_bar/13004135.html?thread=537291879#t537291879) to the bar.

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

"--HI!" Bright beamy face.

"Missed you. How you? Sit down. Take load off. Gonna give you makeover."

[notinthefett.livejournal.com]

"..."

Warren was not expecting the baby to talk. He probably should have, especially considering it looks like more time has passed for him wherever he's been (the world!), than has passed here.

"Um?"

He's a very smart man, remember. A very smart man.

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Er - millitimed to when Mal gets back in the bar. *prods Lizzy* Because I cannot resist.]

Oh, look. A vampire. A reformed vampire, hair cut short, sipping a coffee and doing her best to read a book.

She's not very good.

She needs a makeover

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Sunny approaches.

"Hi. Sit still. Gonna make you pretty."

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"...indeed?"

Mal blinks at small child. Who wants to make her pretty.

"And you are?"

[sonofwhitecity.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *woes for my bad timing*]

Boromir watches Sunny run around an goes back to his book, shaking his head and smiling.

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

"Hi Rose! Wanna be pretty?"

Her expression implies he'd better say yes, somehow.

[necessary_child]

(OOC: Very late, but I've been giggling over these threads. May I join the party?)

There's a slim, dark, boyish young man over by the fire with a book. He has not bothered with his appearance in several decades and so could TOTALLY DO WITH BEING PRETTIFIED.

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Cue glittering.