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[aj_crawley]

*Crowley's in the bar. Don't worry if you didn't see him come in - he probably hasn't been there all that long. He's got a half-bottle of white and looks, overall, to be in a rather good mood (which is a pleasant change). He's flipping through a newspaper, but feel free to wander over. He's feeling gregarious*

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[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Anthy's been spending a lot of time in the greenhouse, lately; today she comes in with her gardening gloves still on, and leaves them on the coatrack with her jacket. She picks up a cup of tea and a plate of pie at the bar, and goes to sit at a booth.*

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[honest-johns.livejournal.com]

Alain comes down the stairs. He's moving a little stiffly -- bruises do that, overnight -- and the floor-induced headache still lingers, but it's a good deal better. Not that he much cares; for one thing, he's had worse, even in training. For another thing, they're the marks of a battle fought and won (and with Cuthbert and Roland shooting at his side), and Roland is back safe for it.

He may not be grinning like Cuthbert, but he's happy, oh aye.

(no subject)

[finalmarauder.livejournal.com]

*Remus comes down from upstairs. He looks immaculate- a little too immaculate, perhaps. He's wearing a shirt that looks rather better than he could afford*

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[95-tan.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Windows 95 visits her ex-home. Weepiness ensues. Woo.]

1862 - Union Medic...

[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

A man walks in, a reddened towel brushing blood off of his hands nervously as he walks through the door. He stops a moment to get a particularly bad spot before blinking and looking up at the bar in which he has currently found himself.

"Wh-What's this? Where am I? What's going on? How did I get out of the tents?"

[ooc: Nick-mun is heading to Sears to buy a few things she needs for the remainder of the school year, etc, and thus will be gone for a couple hours. I'll be back after...he's not gone till you see Nick walk downstairs...]

Breakfast at Milliways

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard walks in through the front door. He looks perhaps a bit thinner than he did last week, but mostly looking happy and well. He steps behind the bar and ties on his apron.

"What'll it be?"

{Richard-mun has to run off and teach a class. Back in a couple of hours. ^_^}

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

Link sat in the bar, people watching. Yeah, it had been a while.

(no subject)

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

(OOM: The Doctor and Ace have a meaningful discussion.)

(no subject)

[notabricklayer.livejournal.com]

He looks tired. He looks older than he should. He looks like he just walked away from a massacre.
Doctor Leonard H. McCoy walks through the front door, decidedly preoocupied. He doesn't seem to realize he's not in his office as he moves slowly, a surgical cap dangling from one hand, the other wearily attempting to unfasten the ties of his bloody gown.

(no subject)

[boy-not-lost.livejournal.com]

[OOM: The Greenhouse]

Jake comes in, mussed and smudged with dirt. He takes a seat at the bar and stares at the wood underneath his hands.

There is a rose tucked into the right gunholster. The stem may just be curled around the leather.

(no subject)

[audieraines.livejournal.com]

[ OOM: Audie at home, with a special cameo apperance by James Heller's voice. ]

(no subject)

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

[ OOM: Journal entry for Saturday, March 12 ]

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

Ryan walks downstairs and heads straight to the bar. He went for a jog right after waking up this morning. Now, after the run and after changing, he's starved and looking for food.

"A turkey club and soda. Please."

It appears.

"Thanks."

Let the writing begin

[gemedet-loved.livejournal.com]

Having recieved two Kortee'nea from the bar -- and a stockpile of ink to go with them -- Aitrus is now ready to begin the tedious process of writing a link to a new world, as well as attempting to re-forge the link back to D'ni.

He walks down the stairs from his room, notebook in hand. He's got some thinking and note-making to do. He gets some bread and fruit from the bar, and then heads to a booth with a clear view of the end of the universe.

[OOC]Come and bother him. He'd love to hear your thoughts and ideas for a new world.[/OOC]

(no subject)

[nita_callahan]

OOM: Nita talks to trees

Nita enters from the lake door, looking red-faced and out of breath, but chipper. She pulls her hair out of her face and orders a soda from the Bar, then leans against the Bar and looks around. She wonders vaguely who Hawkins is.

(no subject)

[rogue-wraith.livejournal.com]

The front door slides open, and Wedge casually makes his way towards the bar. Once there, he orders his usual Corellian Ale, and then relaxes onto a bar stool. He looks like he could use some de-stressing.

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

Chase finds himself a seat in a corner that isn't quite as dark or solitary as last time. He needs to take his mind off...well, pretty much everything that's in it.

"Uh...Bar?" He taps the surface of the bar lightly, not quite sure how to work it. "Can I have a Bud? And a cheeseburger," he adds, as an afterthought. He's starving.

[OOC: Chase is up for conversation, though he might be a little depressing to talk to at the moment.]

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[prince-arithon.livejournal.com]

Arithon fal'al'Bernard.

With spiffy icons made by Danii to go with the paid-accountness, just more proof that Danii is very cool. This last bit, after the Paravian, should probably be in OOC markings. Eh.

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[gone_byebye]

He's looked happier in the past, but he's probably also had more sleep in the past.

Ray trundles down the stairs and finds himself a table, after ordering 'whatever you've got that's fizzy and non-alcoholic and tastes like no flavor found in nature'. This is probably not a good move on his part, but oh well.

(no subject)

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Of course, the sudden assault of "24" characters on Milliways would not be almost complete without a Tony and completely complete with a Jack. Tony walks down to the bar and orders lunch, which he will eat at a nice, empty booth. Yay!

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[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*There is indeed a possibility Tim is in bar. Theres an equal chance that the glowing lines of magic which forma cocoon around his table are hiding nothing, and Tim has merely left them there. However, without asking, it is exceedingly hard to tell.*

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[accessobrian.livejournal.com]

[ooc: after this whole mess. Oh, and then there's this, but y'know, its only the one comment. ;)]

Chloe lifts her head. Tear streaks on her cheeks, she'd rather not let people see her looking like this, so she quickly heads to a very dark corner. Why not her room? She doesn't think the Bar's unlocked her door yet. Or, she just doesn't want to encounter people during the walk to the stairs. Or up the stairs.

But then again, as soon as she's composed herself, distraction from her thoughts would be very welcome.

(no subject)

[macleod_connor]

Watch Connor have an actual entrance post for the first time in... well, a really long time.


Yeah - so, that's it. He has one. What does that mean? It means he's in the bar - like he has been for quite some time. He's been helping with the construction, but, he's taking a bit of time off.

Come, chat with him. Or point out the Union soldier/medic to him; as he's not exactly paying attention.

(no subject)

[sometimes-both.livejournal.com]

Kate is in the bar, covered in soot and quite happy about it.

Come say hello.

(no subject)

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

A very attractive woman enters, dressed in dark clothing, which accentuates her perfect, smooth skin, which in turn accentuates her bright red lipstick. Feather boas might be out of style, but she can pull it off. Hell, she could pull any look off.

She walks with chin-up aloof confidence, the kind that only the extremely attractive can pull off well. Dark sunglasses hide her eyes, like a movie star.

You don't recognize her, but if you were to ask her name, she might tell you "N. Cognito."

(no subject)

[give-us-candy.livejournal.com]

All three are in the Bar.
Doing what?
Talking quietly together near the stairs.
Very quietly.
And glancing oh-so-innocently at Bar every so often.

Feel Free to Disturb their Conversation!

(no subject)

[emperor-cats.livejournal.com]

How are you gentlepatrons!!

All your Milliways are belong to CATS.

...well. Not really. But he has entered and is sitting at the bar.

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[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Thursday night's dream

All of Friday, most of Saturday

Pre-Milliways...

Elaine passes through the bar before going outside by the lake to practice. She drops her cloak on the ground and draws her sword, starting slowly as usual to warm up. She has to bring her mind back on task several times when she slows down too much.

Thrust and parry and sweep... Elaine can almost do this unconsciously now, and it feels good. Her muscles no longer like to be idle. She's nearly up to full speed when...

...there isn't a day that has gone by that I have not thought of you...

Elaine stumbles over her own feet and lands on her bottom. She leans her forehead on her hands as she clutches her sword, closing her eyes.

...won't cry now, I won't...

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[seeking-bucho.livejournal.com]

The mariachi walks slowly downstairs and inconspicuously slips into a booth. He's been around, but you probably haven't noticed him; after the encounter with Sawyer, he's been lying low. His guitar case he sets under the table.

As he scans the bar, he notices a small gathering of people attending to a wounded Charlie. He hasn't spoken with the musician since his first couple of nights in the bar, but he'd liked the guy. He considers a moment and decides to walk over to lend a hand if he can.

(no subject)

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

There's a Faith in the bar. Due to a little magical intervention, she slept, no dreams. So she's awake, feeling OK, and more than capable of...whatever she needs to be capable of, really.

(no subject)

[balletrat]

*Meg wanders into the bar through the front door, wearing brand spanking new toe shoes, sans green goo. She looks vaguely uncomfortable in them.*

(no subject)

[pirate_jack]

*Jack strolls in and looks around, a wicked grin on his face.*

That's much better.

(no subject)

[one-fang-kitty.livejournal.com]

The front door opens slightly, and a pair of blue eyes peers into the room. Apparently satisfied, Bucky opens the door the rest of the way and strolls into the bar.

(no subject)

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

And Helen is in the bar. Really. She's been here all day. She has Melina with her, and is sitting at a table, enjoying her tea

(no subject)

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val walks into the bar, bits of green fabric and lace in her hair, along with some white cotton sticking to her skirt. She snatches her tray, and plops down on a stool, taking a mug of tea provided by Bar, and scanning the room. Waitress on duty.

(no subject)

[firstwizard.livejournal.com]

Zedd has been in the bar most of the day, but the mun has neglected to make a post until now.

Zedd is sitting at a table near to the fire watching it consume the wood. He is also idly sipping on a cup of tea with a somewhat serious look on his face. Nothing important going on in his head mainly just thinking about random things.

(no subject)

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

They say that a cabbit in the bar gives the place a touch of class.

No? They don't say that? Well, maybe they should.

(no subject)

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*Thom walks in and takes a seat at the bar.

It's been a while. He looks drained. And . . . messy. And, well, satiated.*

(no subject)

[lvpd_sidle]

Sara is in the bar. She is mildly bemused by the lack of evidence of the previous explosion. Seven consecutive hours of sleep has done wonders for putting her in a good mood. Come say hi if you'd like.

(no subject)

[treading_dawn]

Aslan pads sleepily, almost lazily ( even for a cat) down the stair into the main room. His eyes are less bright, somehow, tho his mane still glows softly in the barlight. He starts towards the welcome fireplace, but upon noticing the sphere, narrows his languid eyes and heads towards the bar with some deliberation.

(continued in timthread)

(no subject)

[prince-arithon.livejournal.com]

Arithon fal'al'Bernard. Looking skinny, somewhat tired, and yet more like himself than he has for a while.

(no subject)

[notacrime.livejournal.com]

Isabella?

*No. There is no Isabella. We have killed him her him . . . her, you and I.*

(no subject)

[wrong-story.livejournal.com]

Where did the Baker's Wife get a room? Noooobody knows.

Suffice it to say that she's still rather confused about this place, and so she heads purposefully downstairs, looking for enlightenment of some sort.

(no subject)

[yvaine-star.livejournal.com]

Yvaine decided she needed to stop acting depressed and get social again, so she walked through the "Wall" to go to Tristan's old house, but appeared in the bar. there she was again...a place where she felt like she belonged.

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

The front door opens and Leia walks through. She looks around, then shrugs and heads for the bar.

(no subject)

[impulsivekid.livejournal.com]

Bart is sitting at his usual place. His feet are up, but his boots are off. He has them on his lap, along witha set of tiny tools. He seems to be working on the general shape of the boot, going for aerodynamic, without losing the speed resiliance. He wouldn't mind being disturbed.*

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[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*There is a black metal sphere about 8 feet from end to end sitting in front of the front door, where the closest table to it is. It's where Tim was last night. And the night before. He may still be there now.*

ETA *A line of white energy reaches out from the sphere to the door. The spell is active.*

(no subject)

[ss-potions.livejournal.com]

The front door opens with a decisive bang, and a black cloak swirls behind a dark-haired, hook-nosed man as he enters, scowling at a scroll of parchment. He looks up, surprised at not seeing the potions dungeon, and then his eyes narrow as he takes in his surroundings.

"Ah. This place again."

With a look of perturbed distaste, Severus Snape stalks over to the Bar. If he's here, he might as well have a stiff drink.

(no subject)

[not_descending]

Ame is in the bar, with bright blue hair. It may or may not be a wig.

(no subject)

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

And there is Dream.

(no subject)

[imthebadguy.livejournal.com]

Pre-Milliways: Ethan makes his escape. Warning for minor violence.

A man no one currently in the main bar will recognize - fortunately for him - walks down from the guest quarters, briskly but not seeming to be in any special rush. He heads to the front door and tries it again.

This time, it opens, onto an island.

And he's gone.

(no subject)

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

Liam arrives in the bar, without Megan, his face grim and tense. He makes straight for the guest corridor, and his old room.

There's a moment's shock when he sees what's waiting for him there: Charlie lying unconscious on the floor, the door wide open and the room obviously empty. He drops to his knees at his brother's side.

"Fuck. Charlie?"

(no subject)

[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks walks out of the staff quarters and heads for her usual table.*

(no subject)

[key-youth-bert.livejournal.com]

Cuthbert's hat is still looking a bit more battered than it probably did the last time you saw it.

It is, however, perched triumphantly on his head once again.

It's also in the bar, along with the rest of him.

(no subject)

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti comes from the building site, all dusty, goes upstairs, and comes down a bit later, looking quite presentable, in a clean purple shirt, and with his hair washed.

From the library, he brought a book, and the copy of the plans he drew on. Also, he has a box which contains the first sample crystal he made, with Gil's silencing spell caught in a Ihlini style crystal, which in turn feeds off the ley-lines Apropos' sort of magic draws from.

He gets some caffé latte macchiato from the coffee machine, feeds the trilobites that haven't been fed yet today, and then sits down with the book. He's not just idly reading; it is a book on magic, and he is working with it.

From time to time, he puts something into it.

He is waiting for a woman with pink hair, or Bernard, or both.

(no subject)

[tim-drake.livejournal.com]

When Robin realized that he was no longer in the hospital where they had gone to check on the mysterious cases of illnesses, he was conflicted whether he was glad to escape the gloom of the situation or irritated from being taken during such an important time. It was a good thing that the time spent here was relatively fast in comparison to the time flow of his world.

Deciding that he could take a break from the depressing situation and distrubing revelation that he had come from, Robin took a seat at one of the booths for a rest. He figured that once he felt more refreshed that he would return to the chaos waiting for him in the world he lived in. He even decided to try a milkshake because Kon seemed to insistent about it before.

So there Robin was, sitting in one of the corner booths, sipping his milkshake and gnawing on his straw.

(no subject)

[doc-lecter.livejournal.com]

In from the door to the lake slinks a Sabre-tooth tiger.

(no subject)

[mini-supes.livejournal.com]

A white haired dog comes flying into the bar, pursued by an unhappy looking Kon. He looks even more annoyed when he notices where they are.

"Dude, look where you got us into! Supes is gonna kill me for bringing you here! Come back here!"

Krypto seems intent on ignoring him, wandering around and sniffing at chairs.

(no subject)

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

David's in the bar.

Sitting quietly.

Reading Tale of the Body Thief again, and taking notes.

Most of them read: Lestat, fire your f*****g editor before I eat him. Yrs, David.

(yeah... written in red pen :P)

(no subject)

[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

Oh snap.

Deadpool.

Bar.

He's eating peanut butter out of the jar.

By dipping a candy bar into it and spooning it into his mouth.

Tasty!

(no subject)

[lastgunslinger]

Roland's sitting in a booth, back against the wall, knees pulled up to his chest.

He's smoking, and he looks thoughtful.

(no subject)

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

(OOM: The continued adventures of Ace.)

(no subject)

[honest-johns.livejournal.com]

Alain comes down the stairs. New shirt, old jeans, old guns. Still a bit of stiffness from the other day's battle.

He looks more relaxed and content than he's been in a good long time.

(no subject)

[hotsuperman.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Pre Milliways - Clark's Loft]

*Clark enters in very nice duds and looks around for Lex. He doesn't see him. He walks over to the bar and orders a scotch. He sits back and waits*

(no subject)

[the_antiangst]

Angel, downstairs (armed with the quilt from his bed), tea from Bar, couch by the fireplace. Pretty standard fare, for Angel.
Though the tea may or may not have something a bit stronger in it, this time.

(no subject)

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

The front door opens, and Smeagol walks through, wearing what looks suspiciously like a yukata over his regular clothes. It is much too big for him, and he looks rather silly. He looks around and - smiles. He appears genuinely happy. Who knew it was possible?

"Well, I'm back."

He sits down at a table - not under it this time - and pulls from his pocket a small package of kerchief-wrapped sushi, which he proceeds to finish off. The happy is not appearing to wear off. Wow.

(no subject)

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Archie's in the bar! Yay!


((The Mun's in the middle of tech-week, please forgive the unimaginative entry))

(no subject)

[dvoidoffunk.livejournal.com]

{My mellow maggots! Star Child here, protector of the Pleasure Principle.
Just wanted y'all to know that I'm like a blackhead, hehe, ya dig - a force you may pop but ya just can't stop.
I got eyes in the back of my head and they follow you around the room like twin UFOs,
And that's how it goes whens I follow the Nose...)

...So, like, an old-fashioned bathtub has just shot through the front door.

And inside it is a man in an old-fashioned diving suit, complete with helmet. (No, he ain't Ro-Man, as entertaining as that might be.)

And sticking out of the man's big ol' helmet - it has no glass front - is a very long, Pinocchio-esque nose.

Water sloshes over the sides of the tub as it skids to a screeching halt.