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milliways_bar2007-07-21 07:42 pm
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Milliways has been said to be (among other things, not all of them complimentary) a place for minds to meet, a place for genius plans and cockamamie schemes, a place for kindred spirits to find each other.
Two of those spirits, apparently, are Hawkeye Pierce and Puck.
Both of them being bored on a fine summer evening, they decided-- or rather, Hawkeye decided-- what better than a little fire to shake things up? And what better to lure people out to join the fun, they decided-- or rather, Puck decided-- than a bewitching display of peculiarly faelike decorations? Witchlights add a touch of supernatural class, you know.
And, of course, no luring would be complete without copious amounts of alcohol. (They were both in agreement about that.)
Therefore, out by the lake there is a bonfire, and surrounding that bonfire is a circle of cheerily bobbing fairylights.
It almost looks like the start of a party.
[OOC: PARTAY. Everyone online ever should tag under one of the subthreads or start your own, because parties are awesome and you know you love them. Also WATCH THE SUBTHREADS for Surprise Party Developments.]
Two of those spirits, apparently, are Hawkeye Pierce and Puck.
Both of them being bored on a fine summer evening, they decided-- or rather, Hawkeye decided-- what better than a little fire to shake things up? And what better to lure people out to join the fun, they decided-- or rather, Puck decided-- than a bewitching display of peculiarly faelike decorations? Witchlights add a touch of supernatural class, you know.
And, of course, no luring would be complete without copious amounts of alcohol. (They were both in agreement about that.)
Therefore, out by the lake there is a bonfire, and surrounding that bonfire is a circle of cheerily bobbing fairylights.
It almost looks like the start of a party.
[OOC: PARTAY. Everyone online ever should tag under one of the subthreads or start your own, because parties are awesome and you know you love them. Also WATCH THE SUBTHREADS for Surprise Party Developments.]

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That might not be how the song actually goes. As far as Puck's concerned, however, it's the only way the song goes. The bonfire is blazing merrily, while a quartet of demon rabbits turns somewhat-less-merrily on a spit. All and sundry are invited to try some rabbit, roast something of their own, or just chillax and mingle.
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Ace is so there.
With marshmallows and chocolate and those little ginger cracker things. The smallish pyro makes herself comfortable in range of the warmth and begins setting up marshmallows for roasting.
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He .... also remembers a certain not-too-long-ago amnesia incident. Vacuum machine sex toys were involved.
So it is that he sidles up alongside said smallish pyro and purrs, "Hullo."
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But fire's had a weird effect on him, especially lately. So there was some mild brooding.
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Or maybe he just walked out of the bar like the Muggle he is and found a bonfire and a par-tay.
The world will never know! (Except, perhaps, for Mr. Owl)
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To be fair, Hawkeye thinks that most males present are men who look like men who need drinks.
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Ooh, shiny!
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And maybe find people to talk or dance with. It is a party after all, isn't it?
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There are several wine bottles sitting in the grass, along with a decent-sized collection of martini glasses (which could possibly, at some point, run out, but no one here has any transmittable diseases, right?). However, while it may look like wine, it certainly doesn't taste like it. This home-brewed gin, straight from the Swamp's treasured still. The nectar of the gods.
It tastes like something you might use to clean a car engine.
Still, it's got quite a kick to it, and some industrious soul (read: Hawkeye) has gone to the trouble of ingeniously making one or two bottles of the stuff look like red wine. Drink up!
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" 'Poor alcohol'?" Hawkeye repeats, eyebrows raised. "Sir, I assure you, there is nothing poor about this," he raises his martini glass, "fine speciman of alcoholic content."
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In the meantime, there was drinks. Lovely.
Moments later.
"UGH! Merlin's Left One, what is this?"
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He gasps and holds the glass away, "Oh, that's just wrong."
Then he takes another drink.
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The two smug hosts are to be found at various points around the fire. Hawkeye is generally keeping near the alcohol, wearing his uniform, a stately (ratty) maroon bathrobe, and a pith helmet as a crown, tipped at an angle and in danger of falling off his head. There is, naturally, a martini in hand as he surveys the madness, satisfied.
Puck, on the other hand, is here, there, and everywhere.
If you see Puck eating demon bunny onna stick, go to page 13.
If you see Puck lying on the grass, go to page 54.
If you see Puck flirting with a particularly attractive member of ... some species, go to page 'well, duh.'
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"Now those I've seen before," he says thoughtfully.
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Comes with pyroism.
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And apparently, the demon rabbits of the Milliways woods do not enjoy it.
A horde of little red eyes is gathering at the edge of the forest, regarding the bonfire crowd with hostility.
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"Not again..."
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He frowns, obviously watching the forest.
"What the hell is that," he mutters, to no one in particular.
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...she may be about to do something extremely inadvisable. Anyone care to stop her?
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