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[leplusbeau]

*There is a Fleur inna bar.*

*With jeans!*

In which Ace tells Wash she's getting married

[flybywash]

It's nearly a quarter to one, and Wash's mun has work at 9:30 AM. So what does she do? Throw him in the bar, of course!

...yes, she's well aware she's doomed.

Anyway! He's in his booth, sans datapad this time, but with some coffee and a copy of the Washington Post to make up for it. Taking a sip, he flips to the Metro section and studies the "Bomb Scare Disrupts Captiol" headline.

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[seth-loves-seth.livejournal.com]

Just another typical day in Newport Beach as Seth wakes up to start his day. He glances at his alarm clock and grumbles as he rolls out of bed. He grabs his IPod from the bedside table and pushes the headphones into his ears to play the song that had been cycling in his mind for the past two days. He reaches the kitchen to find it empty and grumbles about his lazy family before walking outside to the pool house to force Ryan Atwood out of bed.

As he sings and moves to the beat of his song he steps into the pool house, his eyes closed as he broke out into the chorus of his song. It was an odd smell that caused him to open his eyes and he jumped when he saw the odd bar he had been in months earlier. He thought maybe he had dreamed the entire thing, but now it seemed he had stumbled upon the mystic location once again. Maybe he was still asleep? He pulls the headphones from his ears and soon notices that he's still in his pinstriped pajama bottoms, a white tee shirt, and a dark blue terricloth robe that almost touched the floor.

He sank into an empty chair slowly, pulling his arms across his chest protectively as he glances around at the other occupants. It was going to be one of those days...

OOC Edit: I've toddled off to bed. I work until five tomorrow, so I'll be around later on in the day.

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[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

[ooc: In the Staff Wing]

(no subject)

[the_lioness]

[OOC: Alanna and Svava visit Lecter in the cells.]

(no subject)

[b-hawkins.livejournal.com]

Ben, after a somewhat extended brake, decided that he's got a job to do and he better get on with it. Without even glancing backwards, he rose and made his way out the front door into 1934.

Breakfast at Milliways

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard's behind the bar serving breakfast. There's probably a red-haired vampire and a small orange kitty in the vicinity as well. I'm sure that you're all just shocked.

"What'll it be?"

Birthday present for Kim

[nita_callahan]

Nita comes downstairs late in the night, leaves a box marked "For Kim" on the Bar, and pads back upstairs, yawning hugely.

( Happy Birthday, Kim! )

In which Esk is Sensible at Sooty (about Trent's world) and Barry (about impending doom).

[femme-wizard.livejournal.com]

Esk hasn't been in the bar for a few days.

This is because she's impossible to play when the mun has a bizarre brain-crippling lurgy been in the Library at Unseen University, and in the magical library upstairs in room 79i, reading combat spells.

Right now she's outside, sitting on a rock and staring out at the lake. And yes, that is Scumble in her unstaffed hand.

She looks a little apprehensive.

(no subject)

[spectral-skin.livejournal.com]

Yet again, Angelo's in the bar, preparing his weapons for the upcoming war. He's in a booth with his knives and his whetstone, making sure they're sharp.

(no subject)

[last_adam]

*Adam is back in his corner. He has the decency to have apple juice with his breakfast, instead of just cider, at least*

(no subject)

[notabricklayer.livejournal.com]

The front door opens, and a highly distracted Doctor McCoy wanders through. Someday he's going to realize it is highly hazardous for him to wander through doors while distracted, since that always seems to land him in Milliways. He's dressed in his usual starfleet blues, with his favorite blue scrub top, munching on an apple and going over lab results from the last round of routine physicals.

...

Someone please stop him before he runs smack into the bar.

(ooc: Must disappear for 15-20 min. Sorry! Will be back!)

In which Esk and Jonathan do magic experiments and enchant ballbearings, and talk to Flash and Ray

[jonathanparagon.livejournal.com]

Jonathan is out by the lake, trying to work out a way to charm Ace's ball bearings to disrupt magic, as she asked. This seems to involve conjuring werelights and throwing the charmed ball bearings at them, and muttering a lot.

Out of Milliways: The swamp (Mike's room)

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

( Lamenting and conspiring... )

(no subject)

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Letter to Crowley]

Hagrid's studying in the bar.

[half-giant.livejournal.com]

Hagrid's perched on his favorite (slightly crumpled) stool at the bar. The rain has made working in the gardens a no-go, so he's spending his off time reading up on disarming and stunning charms. He hopes he'll have some time to practice them with a wand before Tim's ready to go into battle with himself.

Progress is slow, feel free to distract him.

[ooc: Mun is only here for about an hour, but may return later in the day]

(no subject)

[lvpd_sidle]

[OOM: Sara takes care of business at Vegas.]

Sara flops down on a couch with a sigh. Several large bundles are next to her, which she stares at pensively.

(no subject)

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace inna bar! She's fiddling about with one of her beloved timers. See the tiny pretty tools, and the sparkly electronics! Whee.
She's also making quite a mess. Who knew a couple of timers and a few small tools could get spread over an entire table, and still look all heaped up? Amazing.

(no subject)

[gone_byebye]

Ray makes his way back in from out back, smelling faintly of ozone. Possibly other things, too, but it's hard to say for sure what proton streams smell like, and since it is not currently morning, they probably do not smell like victory.

You can decide for yourself, though. He's either too tired or too stressed to get out of his jumpsuit. All he does is shed his proton pack, stick it in the cloakroom, and get lunch before plopping down at a table and staring at not much in particular.

(no subject)

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Letter to Nymphadora Tonks]

Bartending :O

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard is behind the bar.

Just, you know. There. Available. For whatever.

He might even, like, take orders or something. If you're nice.*

Out of Milliways: Alanna's room

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

( Devious frog relocation... )

(no subject)

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

And Helen's in the bar, with Melina. Helen's sitting at the bar, while Melina stands at her side. They're just chillin'. Say Hi!

(no subject)

[tallentless.livejournal.com]

*Billy wanders down into the bar, a toothbrush dangling from his mouth where a cigarette would normally be*

(no subject)

[clumsy_auror]

[OOC: Letter to Bernard Wrangle]

(no subject)

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Pre-Milliways Post...

Elaine comes down into the bar. She has a sword strapped to her hip and she's dressed in breeches and linen shirt today. She's more than ready for another lesson in swordplay, but first, food is in order.

She gets her normal fare of beer, bread and stew and goes to sit at a table.

She's got plenty of time before her lesson, come talk to her!

Tony does not amuse Michelle; they are, however, schmoopy over pizza.

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Whozat inna bar? Just your friendly neighborhood ex-CTU-director-slash-ex-con, at your service. He's in a...mood. Not quite good or bad, but he's not angsty. That's all that matters.

(no subject)

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Sometime late in the afternoon, the silver bracelet on Bernard's arm glows blue, then red. He jumps and heads back home, intercepting a letter and small package from Hestia. He smiles and goes to get his daughter up.*

(no subject)

[sixth-son.livejournal.com]

James walks into the bar, looking, for a change, quite pleased to be there.

He may have been standing there, in fact, opening the barn door for the past ten minutes, trying to get in. But we won't mention that.

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

Ryan is... outside actually. It's nice out so he's reading his book out by the lake.

[OOC:Mun will disappear soon and return around 9:15 CST. BACK!]

(no subject)

[ms-w-harker.livejournal.com]

Mina glides down. She looks harried.

(no subject)

[gris_bug_man]

Grissom is in the bar. He has been looking for Sara, but she has proven to be effectively elusive.

He is seated in a booth, a casefile in hand. Bother at will.

James Stanton and Cally enjoy each other's normalness and Ako embarrasses James, for the fourth time

[coming-west.livejournal.com]

Cally walks into the bar looking damp all over. Her brown hair drips slightly onto her shoulders as she moves.

She goes to the bar and orders a large cup of tea. She then begins to make her way toward the fireplace so she can effectively dry off.

(no subject)

[aching-all-over.livejournal.com]

Tiffany enters the bar, her huge iron frying pan over one shoulder.

What? You can never be too careful. Especially in an otherworldly realm you get to by walking through a suspicious pair of rocks on an open field.

(no subject)

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

[OOM: Chase-mun belatedly fills out that fact meme, now that her internet connection has returned from its unauthorized four-day vacation.]

(no subject)

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Anthy walks in, a little stiffly, and scans the room.*

KARR and Tony talk about feeling relieved, the bar, and Jack.

[prototype-karr.livejournal.com]

KARR inna bar. More specifically, happy!KARR inna bar. Unlike yesterday, today KARR is back in his normal shape, his scanner flicking rapidly back and forth.

Sing us a song...

[forsaken-bard.livejournal.com]

Enter the bard.

Well, actually, he has been here awhile. Either way, there is a tall, dark, and handsome man playing rather gloomy music at the piano. A harp is nearby.

(no subject)

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

Windows 95, bar, RAM, tea.

Bada boom.

[OOP: And mun has dinner. Will return latar.]

The Sum of All Happy Hours

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

Eddie comes in from the Staff Quarters with damp hair and his Ginslinger t-shirt, his gun and gunbelt already tucked into a neat roll that he sets under the bar. He sits on a stool for a while picking his Specials and writes them up on the chalkboard.

"Howdy, all you beautiful folken. Specials tonight are Love Potion #9, the After 18, and that old fav, the Manhattan. Come and get it!"

(no subject)

[collects_ears]

Former Rogue - in the bar. He's in a great mood.

He orders a pint of beer, and looks around for a familiar face.






[[ooc: and he's back ladies and gentlemen]]

Out by the lake: Elaine's sword lesson

[the_lioness]

*Alanna stands by the lake, humming and examining a set of throwing knives. Elaine's next sword lesson is scheduled to start soon, and Alanna keeps an eye on the bar door in the hopes that George, Svava and Archie put in an appearance as well.*

[OOC: Anyone is welcome to come watch or join in. :) ]

(no subject)

[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

Joe comes down into the bar, with a small black cat, and finds a place to sit.

Jack, the laziest kitten small cat in the world, falls asleep on the table. Joe eyes him, then goes to the bar to get a beer. When he returns the cat has failed to move, except maybe it's spread to cover a fractionally large peice of the table.

(no subject)

[justnotdone.livejournal.com]

Armed with a cup of tea, Cimorene is sitting at a table and perusing a book entitled 'The Foods of Poranbuth'.

(no subject)

[macleod_connor]

Look!

Connor has an entrance post...

instead of, you know, just sneaking into the bar on one of Faith's...

In which Bonnie recaps her day for Karr, and then they go do what most couples do beside a lake.

[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

Smiling, happy, Bonnie trotted down the stairs, dropping her keys into her pocket. "Okay, Bar," she said as she approached. "Do I have enough money left over for something like a meal?"

A nice burger, fries, even a little salad. She grinned, impressed and pleased. "Thank you," she said, and sat down to eat.

All in all, she looked more relaxed than she had in months.

(no subject)

[thecoolone]

There's something to be said for having left and having found his way back again.

Almost like receiving an infusion of self-confidence (as if any were lacking before). Pint glass of cider in hand, he repairs to a table.

It feels like a good evening to people-watch: who knows what the night might bring.

(no subject)

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith inna booth, with food. She looks...oddly apprehensive.

Come play with her. Please?

(no subject)

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

Iris goes to the bar, gets a scumble, and asks it for a really, really complicated 3-D puzzle of a castle. Which it magnanimously provides.

Then she sets about putting it together at a highly accelerated rate. It's something to do and it's not something she normally has done. Her mun is appeased.

Michelle meets Bonnie, they talk shop and about girl stuff

[chelleuncurled]

Michelle's been in the bar most of the day. No, she has, she just hasn't had an entrance post. But she does now.

She's eating a turkey sandwich. Feel free to bother her.

Ace talks explosives and weddings to Faith, and attempts to convert Wolf to pyroism

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace inna bar! Boy, I know you all are shocked.

She's scaled her timer-fixing efforts down to one timer, and a small pile of electronic bits on the side table, next to the comfy chair she's sprawled in. There's also a sack sitting next to the chair. She seems rather pleased with herself. Or with life in general. Or maybe it's something else.

If you really want to know, come ask her already.

(no subject)

[notjustananimal.livejournal.com]

There is a man in the bar. A man with a tail, to be exact. .....okay, well he's not even really quite fully a MAN. He's half wolf.

Anyway, he's in the bar.

He's been here the whole past week and a half, you just haven't noticed because his mun has been on vacation in Guatemala.

Now that it's been established:

Wolf is in the bar, munching on a mixed basket of fried paradoxes, and ...bacon. Fried bacon.

...whaaaaaat?

(no subject)

[big-b-wolf.livejournal.com]

*Bigby wanders in from the lake, hunched over, herding Millie. He's visibly guiding her through her steps, trying to get her adjusted to movement on two legs. Every so often, there's an encouraging wordless sound emanating from his throat, as if he isn't bothering to use words to communicate.

Eventually, they settle in a seat near the lake entrance, letting her rest after her big efforts.*

(no subject)

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

Jaina's in the bar, flipping through her primer. She wouldn't mind company, if anyone feels like saying hi.

(no subject)

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy is asleep in a cosy chair, but he would like to be woken up, or he'll end up with jetlag. And he would appreciate the company.

(no subject)

[balletrat]

*Meg comes into the bar, looking flushed and cheerful. Sparring with another person is definitely better than sparring with a tree.*

(no subject)

[bandaid-polexia.livejournal.com]

*Polly comes downstairs and sits at the bar*

(no subject)

[prydeful]

Kitty looks tired when she enters the bar, but, then, she's been up for probably 48 hours now.

So she thinks she's allowed to not look her best. Doesn't really care, either, though, as she gets a bottle of vodka and begins to work through it at a booth.

[ooc: Spoilers for X-Men Unlimited 7 prob. contained within any threads]

(no subject)

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*Snow and Wade enter through the painting portal. She grabs a bottle of flavoured air for him and dinner with a side of paradoxes for herself from Bar, then heads for the usual booth*

(no subject)

[sai_delgado]

The bypass door, she finds, is useful for getting from the stable to her room without passing through the bar proper. On a muddy day such as this one was, it's pleasant to not have to see people without being able to clean up first.

And so, when Susan comes down the main stairs, it's mayhap a little later than usual, but she's smiling.

(no subject)

[oneman_onevote]

Vetinari is in the bar again. Second sighting in a few days, good heavens. He has been outside practicing knife-throwing. Some more. He sits in a booth, testing some extremely dangerous-looking slender blades for strength and sharpness.

(no subject)

[mr-brautigan.livejournal.com]

[Millitimed to about 10 am.]

Ted comes downstairs with a bag in his hand. He seems to be conferring with the bar. Experimentally, he sets down the small leather bag. It is replaced with stacks of bills. United States government currency.

And a blue collared shirt, khaki pants, a belt, and a pair of cordovan shoes.

Ted smiles slightly, folds the bills and puts them in a pocket, picks up the clothes, and disappears upstairs for a moment. When he comes back downstairs, he's wearing his new things. He crosses to the front door, opens it, and, taking a deep breath, disappears into a beautiful spring morning in Manhattan.

Asar-Suti chats with Guppy about gods, with Hagrid about second chances, and tickles Gil.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti is in the bar. For once, he's neither in the library nor in the garden; he has a cup of coffee and sits by the fireplace, having fed the trilobites.

He still reads 'Foucault's Pendulum', but is quite willing to put it aside for some conversation.

(no subject)

[not-like-lilly.livejournal.com]

*Petunia's in the bar. Feeling less comfortable with the weirdness for some reason, she heads for a more secluded table*

Alain and Polexia talk about choices and chances, with (mostly unspoken) culture clash LIEK WO

[honest-johns.livejournal.com]

Alain comes down the stairs. He's wearing the old shirt he came to the bar in today, pale blue faded nearly grey, with the usual jeans and boots and weaponry.

He's looking a little pensive, a little distracted, but mostly he is pushing that feeling back, and focusing instead on the barful of people.

Bran meets Archie and sends Arithon sheet music

[theravenboy]

Bran comes in, harp under his arm and knapsack on his back. He is wearing the sweater in patterned blacks and greys that Will gave him once. No sunglasses today.

ETA: Before leaving, Bran stops at the bar, pulling a stack of mimeographed sheets out of his knapsack. "Bar, could you please give these to Arithon for me?"

The papers disappear on the bar.

"Diolch yn fawr," Bran says.

(no subject)

[ginsu_master]

Leo wanders into the bar yet again in search of his wayward brothers. He has pizza, presents, and candles.

He got distracted by his at home Make Your Own Yankee Candle! play set for a month. He's a turtle. What kind of attention span are you expecting?

(no subject)

[veryvorkosigan]

*Well, will you look at that.

It's a Vorkosigan. We don't see many of those around here these days.

She looks around for familiar faces, and spots ... one almost-familiar face. The resemblance is too strong to be coincidence. Smiling, she heads over.*

(no subject)

[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

Nick is in the bar liek wo.

Um...at a table.

Probably drinking dinner.

Come on, what the hell else does he do?

...other than, you know, sing in Provencal? And angst. And freak.

(no subject)

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

[OOC: The Big Palaver

Already posted this once, when it was millitimed to, but am posting it again as it is finally done. SPOILERS ahoy for the entire DT series except the last 20 pages or so.]

(no subject)

[mr-brautigan.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Immediately previous: Ted Brautigan's New York Vacation.]

The front door opens, and Ted walks in, looking like he's had a busy day. He spies Eddie behind the bar, and goes over immediately.

(no subject)

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Okay, so abusing Millitime horribly, Archie enters the bar sometime before the sparring thread happens.


Because he's in a relatively good mood right now, so come talk to him.



You know you want to.

(no subject)

[no-more-chianti.livejournal.com]

*Clarice is sitting at the bar, drinking Yrael's "Atomic Kitten." It's not bad, but now she's got a strange craving for a tuna sandwich.*



[[OOC: As I need to sleep soon, all threads will have to be slowtimed. Thanks.]]

Out back...Fleur gets invited to a wedding and makes Gunslinger Schmoop

[leplusbeau]

*Fleur is dangling her delicate toes in the lake and humming to herself. She seems...quiet. Weird.*

PeeJee, Suti, and feeling a little down. And vodka!

[pee-jee.livejournal.com]

PeeJee's in the bar.

She looks tired and rather down, but she's in the bar.

With a shot of vodka, on the grounds that it will help her sleep.