http://little-miss-sue.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] little-miss-sue.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2007-08-20 07:52 pm

dun dun duuuun

If you've seen her, you know her.

If you haven't seen her... you probably know her as well.

Mary Sue, as she is known by some, has entered the bar again, this time from the upstairs...

[ooc: please make sure to tag all Mary-Sue related threads with 'Mary Sue Must Die', thanks!]

[identity profile] diablorobotico.livejournal.com 2007-08-21 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
There is a cyborg, staring at her from a nearby booth.

After all, he never expected to see her in-bar. Though he probably should have, given the fact that Gert, Molly, Karolina and Chase are all here (Nico, too, but he doesn't know that yet.)

[identity profile] there-is-a-me.livejournal.com 2007-08-21 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
Spoon is broody. Of course he is! His girl has a lesbian lover come back from presumed death who is living in the TARDIS and tea is just not cutting it as far as waking him up after a long, long, long, long, not-as-reassuring-as-it-could-be night.

So of course he should be seen by her.

[identity profile] weeper-of-blood.livejournal.com 2007-08-21 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
Suddenly Le Chiffre's book seems far less interesting than it was seconds ago. He can't begin to work out why until he peers up from the text and over towards the stairway. That's when he notices her.

He's always the last to know about new people coming to Bar, and this one should have been known about the second she arrived.

Sue is getting majorly stared at by a certain Bond villain.

[identity profile] there-is-a-me.livejournal.com 2007-08-21 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
"..." What...the...waaaaaaaaait. He knows that smell! How could he forget? Spoon's burying his face in his sister's hair, "Regina! How'd you get here? How'd I fuckin' miss you?"

[identity profile] captainryan.livejournal.com 2007-08-21 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
Ryan's just finished dinner and is checking the status of his tab (comfortably in the green) when she walks in. Mary Sue's scent is just as attention grabbing as the rest of her, you know, so of course he turns to look.

And his jaw drops open.

[identity profile] diablorobotico.livejournal.com 2007-08-21 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
Victor beams at her.

"Hey! I'd no idea you were here. I thought you were still fighting Galactus." Well. Kicking his ass, at least.

[identity profile] diablorobotico.livejournal.com 2007-08-21 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
Victor is quite happy to glomp back. Even if he does blush, a little bit. Best not to ask how that's possible.

"I've been stuck here. Molly, too, and Gert, and Chase. And Karolina." Beat. "But, hey, now you're here, we might actually be able to get out."

[identity profile] there-is-a-me.livejournal.com 2007-08-21 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
"I understand, Regina." Spoon says, leaning into the kiss and picking her up. Witherspoons run small, and Regina is just a little slip of a thing, "You've got so much to do, after all. That, whatsit, biotechnology job you got when I went into the army."

[identity profile] weeper-of-blood.livejournal.com 2007-08-21 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
His book is flung carelessly aside now, the staring never ceasing as he decides to make a move. There's just something about her that begs attention, and he's just hoping he's the right man to provide it.

Leaning up on the Bar close by, he offers her a vague but never the less creepy charming smile. "Can I get you a drink?"

[identity profile] diablorobotico.livejournal.com 2007-08-21 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Everyone'll be so pleased to find out you're here," Victor replies. "I think Molly's been missing you most."

[identity profile] captainryan.livejournal.com 2007-08-21 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
How could he have failed to recognize that scent? How?!

He takes one hesistant step towards her, wondering if his wife is really and truly here.

"Angela?"

[identity profile] there-is-a-me.livejournal.com 2007-08-21 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Her face is tucked up against his scarred left arm and he runs his hand over her hair repeatedly, "Mum left a seat at the table for you, even though you weren't there. I've missed you."

[identity profile] deathonnahorse.livejournal.com 2007-08-21 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
He feels her before he sees her.

Methos had been enjoying a glass of bourbon on the rocks and watching the end of creation. But that stops when he feels the buzz of another Immortal, and his eyes dart around the room in an attempt to identify who it is.

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