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[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*Penny walks in from out by the lake, she's still wearing her clothes from yesterday, she's not noticing hopes no one else will.*
Bar, I need two asprin, glass of water and a cheeseburger with fries please.
*everything appears, she takes the asprin, then takes her food and goes back out by the lake, She wanted to talk to Fleur but she is not there neither is Bernard so she'll just go back outside*

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[edwardishungry.livejournal.com]

*Edward bounds down the stairs and runs over to the bar hugging it*
Hello, Bar, Edward would like a cheese sandwich and milk please.
*her food and drink appears along with a candy bar, obviously the bar appreciated the hug*
Thank you, Bar!!!

*sits down under the bar and eats her food. Paddy catches up with her at this point and barks for his food*
Paddy would like noodles please, bar!
*they appear and they both eat*

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[prettyinpinkand.livejournal.com]

Barbie rolls away from Arthur Weasley and towards the bar with a grim smile across her face. After many horribley damaging bumps, she arrives at the foot of a stool and glares up at it. 'Bar, I want my body. Where is it?'

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[misuseofmuggles.livejournal.com]

*Arthur wanders into the bar, shoulders slumped, muttering* It was only a motor-bike, hardly a first class offense to own a motor-bike. It doesn't even fly! *he walks over to the bar and taps on it politely* Just gillywater if you will, please. Oh, and if someone named Molly calls, I'm not here.

And Robin goes away, to come again another day.

[puckishly.livejournal.com]

( OOC: Leaving Milliways )

Bruised and Bloody

[arch-sariel.livejournal.com]

*After a nice bout of beating the shit out of each other training, Crowley and Sariel enter the bar, carrying each other. Crowley's shoulder and wing and bleeding, as is Sariel's neck and wing*

*As they pass by the bar*

A bottle of Atlantean please.

*she looks at Crowley*

Better make that two.

*The bottles appear. She grabs them with her free hand and they sit at the table*

Your not a bad fighter Demon. Though you do fight dirty.

*she inspects her legs to see how they are healing. She winces when she touches them*

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[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*Snow re-enters the bar after the swordfight with Crowley. She stops for a minute, leaning against the bar, wincing slightly*

Ow.

There's talk on the street, it all seems familiar.

[toddbaby.livejournal.com]

Todd (wearing a baseball shirt with blue three-quarter sleeves, an American flag in the center with 'Ride the Spirit of '76' emblazoned upon it in very patriotic letters, along with his jeans, sneaks and varsity jacket) comes down the stairs, his facial expression pleasantly neutral. He goes immediately to a table near the back, pulls a paperback book out of his jean pocket (Logan's Run), and becomes engrossed.

(no subject)

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

Out of Milliways Post

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[edwardishungry.livejournal.com]

*Edward and Paddy wander back up stairs*

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[aj_crawley]

[OOC: Pre-Milliway's Entry]

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[aj_crawley]

*Crowley enters Milliway's, determinedly keeping his balance. He makes his way towards the bar, requests a pen and paper, and, taking great care not to bleed on anything this time, writes a note. It reads:

ATTN: Swordsmen/women

Training partner needed. Longsword/broadsword/etc... preferable. Immortality/invincibility a plus. No fencers need apply. Find me out by the lake.

- Crowley

He pins it to the noticeboard, and asks the bar for some torches. Heading out to the lake, he puts down the sword and sticks the oil-coated bundles of reeds in the ground. They light themselves as, hissing at the pull of wounds, Crowley starts to warm up*

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[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

ooc: out of milliways

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[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*Penny wanders upstairs, sleep would be very good, her head feels horrible.*

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[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

He fades in, haggard but himself.

Happy.

He is happy.

He turns to the bar, and in a voice less pained than heard in mortal lifetimes he says;

"They will need food. They have slept long."

(no subject)

[jollyfatman.livejournal.com]

An interesting place, this Milliways. Santa looked around the near-empty bar, and smiled as he headed out.

... To all, a good night.

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[blue_ajah]

*Slowly, Moiraine descends the stairs into the bar. She is moving a bit unsteadily, but looks serenely joyous.*

*She asks for tea, and carries it to a nearby table, where she settles carefully.*

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[true_desire]

Desire enters on foot and by the front door today: Looking about the practically empty room, the Endless sits at the bar, taking Death's stool just to be contrary. Smirking slightly, Desire orders 'a drink' -- and gets a warm cup of peach tea, appearing at the barstool next to the stolen one.

The teacup moves two spaces down when Desire attempts to bring it back to front: With an aggravated sigh, Death's sibling vacates her barstool.

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[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

He fades in like an old movie reel gone wrong. His hands brush the arms of the dream throne with a soft, contented sound. Yes, he is very happy to be back. To be home.

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[aj_crawley]

[OOC: Post-Milliway's Entry]

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[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*Penny walks down stairs with an old copy of 'Rolling Stone" in one hand. She's wearing bellbottom jeans and yet another tour tshirt, this time it boasts Deep Purple. Goes and sits by at the Bar*

Big, very big, cup of coffee please, and a doughnut.
*breakfast such as it is appears and she eats, looking at the other people at the bar*

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[glorious-figure.livejournal.com]

*walks in, looking a bit tired, and sets a small stack of coins on the bar; smiles as he sees that it's cleared what's left of his tab and even added a bit of credit*

Tavern-spirit, if I ask you for a glass of the first wine I ever tasted, do you understand?

*a glass of wine appears; Glorfindel takes a sip and laughs*

Thank you, spirit. This is exactly it. Possibly the worst wine known to my people.


[OOC: BACK BACK OMG I'M BACK.]

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[awakenthespirit.livejournal.com]

*Bounces in and beams at the bar* Five glasses set at different pitches, if you would. I'm trying to branch out from my usual B flat.

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[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*goes ito a corner where she won't bothered and reads her magazine*

(no subject)

[lady-nuala.livejournal.com]

*walks in through The wall and sits at the bar*

(no subject)

[mockingbird-law.livejournal.com]

Out Of Milliways

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[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*Penny wanders back up stairs*

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[samael-diablo.livejournal.com]

Lucifer sits on a stool rubbing his arms absently, as though they itch. He sips occasionally from a glass of gin and tonic and his face is darkly ambiguous.

Part of him is asleep, and he is waiting for it to wake up.

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[bride-beatrice.livejournal.com]

She walks downstairs. It would sound better if her cowboy boots had spurrs on them. The sound is hollow. Not unlike her eyes or her heart.

She carries a notebook and a bunch of felt-tip pens down with her. Finds a place at the bar.

"Tall glass of water." She orders. It appears. She sips from it and begins to write.

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[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

[walks back into Milliways, carrying Lucifer's painting under one arm]

[slowly moves back over to him]

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[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

Some booth, out of the way.

The table is littered with cigarette butts and empty glasses. Empties of whatever the one has been drinking and a single cup of nearly untouched tea for the other.

Two Endless, sitting across from each other. Long pauses between small bits of slightly uncomfortable conversation. It has, after all, been a while.

The attitude of the two says, quite clearly, "Go away. This is private."

Sonorous tones from the one dressed in black, and the the occasional smile like the edge of a knife from the other.

For the first time in many millions of years Dream and Desire are talking without violence.

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[swordchucks.livejournal.com]

The door swings open and Fighter steps in again. "Now this... this is just silly," he mumbles. "I keep ending /up/ here."

Just like roaches, I always come back.

[puckishly.livejournal.com]

*Puck saunters into the bar with a charming grin for everyone he sees. The grin that doesn't quite disguise mischievous intent.

No, Robin is sulking no longer. His issues with Oberon are still troubling, but getting up to his old tricks has proved most therapeutic. Why, after sticking that old woman in a tree, he felt downright chipper.

He leaps into the air and performs several impressive acrobatic turns before landing rather hard on an empty barstool.*

... Ow.

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[sign-seeker.livejournal.com]

*Will comes down the stairs. Very perceptive eyes might see that he looks a bit tired, a bit drawn, but mostly his face is calm and relieved and even joyous.*

*He heads over to the bar and asks for Coke and a sandwich, and looks around for familiar faces.*

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[bob_the_skull]

A bleached, white human skull appears on the bar. Orange lights flicker and glow in the eye sockets. The eye-lights appear to look around before a voice emmanates from the skull, the lower jaw moving as though the skull is talking on its own.

"All right, Harry. This is not funny. I know that joke about the werewolf was bad, but come on... it *was* funny." The skull looks around. "Harry?"

(no subject)

[http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/]

Gollum lurks in a corner, people-watching.

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[the_lioness]

*Alanna enters, her manner oddly hesitant. She heads straight for the bar and sits down, looking alternately annoyed and unsure of herself. Once seated, she removes her long burnoose. Underneath she is wearing a soft lilac wool dress. Her face coloring, she orders a coffee and looks around. She spies Thom and Sario sitting a few feet away. Biting her lip, she waves and turns back to her coffee.*

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[blue_ajah]

Post/Pre-Milliways.

*Moiraine comes downstairs, and takes a seat at the bar. She appears calm, if perhaps a bit tired. Quietly, she asks for tea, and turns to look around the room.*

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[ithakan-king.livejournal.com]

*stalks up to the bar, his expression forbidding.*

I require a great deal of wine.

*the bar provides a bottle of wine so dark as to be almost black. He looks at it askance, then takes it to a far corner of the room and sits, brooding.*

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[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

In the Pensieve post

In the House of Arch post

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[good-doctor.livejournal.com]

*Approaches the bar, frowning*

My usual.

*When Paul is not produced, his frown deepens dangerously. He snarls.*

(no subject)

[seafaringbrit.livejournal.com]

Hornblower enters the bar, looking tired and famished, and takes a seat, placing his journal on his lap.

(no subject)

[edwardishungry.livejournal.com]

*runs down stairs with Paddy and bounds right under Hornblower's stool*

(no subject)

[i_vanquish_evil]

( ((OOC: In one of the rooms upstairs.)) )

(no subject)

[glorious-figure.livejournal.com]

*walks in, looking a bit tired, and sets a small stack of coins on the bar; smiles as he sees that it's cleared what's left of his tab and even added a bit of credit*

Tavern-spirit, if I ask you for a glass of the first wine I ever tasted, do you understand?

*a glass of wine appears; Glorfindel takes a sip and laughs*

Thank you, spirit. This is exactly it. Possibly the worst wine known to my people.


[OOC: I am re-entering because I left abruptly last time to go drink with band geeks. Am really here this time. Really.]

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[last_adam]

*Adam wanders down the stairs, a grin on his face. He wanders over to the bar and sits down, laughing.*

Cider, please.

(no subject)

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*Snow et al enter, get food, have a seat*

(no subject)

[young_tmriddle]

OOC: Out of Milliways Entry (Drabbles de Paris)

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[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks arrives looking much better than last time she was in; the dark circles under her eyes have all but gone, and the lines of tension on her face have lessened, somewhat. Her hair, while not exactly its usual shade of bright pink, is still a much more cheerful shade of red than the black of two nights before.

She sees Crowley, bites her lip, and walks over to him.*

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[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Anthy is drinking tea after mysteriously vanishing 'cos her mun's internet connection is vicious. This is a thinly-veiled OOC apology for that, by the way, as well as an entrance post. She is drinking tea and would look bored if it were possible for Anthy to have facial expressions. Chuchu is eating pocky on the counter in front of her.*

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[leplusbeau]

*Fleur appears sitting her favorite bar stool with a pop. Dressed only in one of Bernard's over-sized long sleeved black shirts, she settles down for a brief tea break.*

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[true_desire]

In a moment of drunken bravado, two of the Endless in the bar decided that Karaoke was a good idea. Not just Karaoke, but going kamikaze -- and they've dragged their drinking companions with them.

Desire manages to find the bar's karaoke set, and waits for Morpheus, Moiraine, and Regulus to join in; Desire hands the elder brother a mic, and the song begins.


'Doctor Demento,' the screen reads. 'Squirrels.'
And that's all the warning they get.



"Squirrels," Desire sings, to the tune of the Beastie Boys' Girls.

"All we really are is squirrels
We're being hunted we are squirrels
We are appealing we are squirrels.."

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[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Post-Milliways]