(no subject)

[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

Bonnie headed downstairs, smiling - looking actually happy for a change, and she looked around.

She was looking for Karr. What she saw, instead, was Kitt in a conversation with... two other cars?

She headed over, somewhere between morbidly curious, and just curious. When the hell had Kitt turned into a car again?

(no subject)

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Jaina breaks down in her room.]

Note for Ace

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

After an eye-opening conversation with Meg, Indy pens a quick message for Ace and leaves it with the bar before heading up to bed.

( Note for Ace )

(no subject)

[last_adam]

[OOM: Lucy and Adam, Thursday night, post fight with Mordred]

Breakfast at Milliways

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard steps behind the bar with a babysling around his neck.

"What'll it be?"

Talking with Barry about: Ray's Cunning Plan, Meg's stalker, Ideas for Security and New Arrivals,

[femme-wizard.livejournal.com]

Eska is still in her witches blacks from the funeral. She's been home, but wizards robes just don't seem appropriate for the bar right now.

She orders a Scumble and sits in her chair by the fire for a few minutes, before standing up and feeding the trilobites, restlessly.

(no subject)

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

[[OOMs: The night before and earlier this morning]]


See, there are reasons Claire doesn't drink often. To see her now, all of those reasons should be obvious. She comes into the bar, wincing at the bright lights and dull chatter. Her hair is pulled back into a sloppy pony-tail and her face is free of any makeup. She did take a shower though, so she doesn't smell like stale whiskey anymore.

She starts to head over to the bar to beg Richard for a mercy-killing when she spots Sawyer sitting by himself in a darkened corner of the bar. He looks, if possible, worse than she feels.

She makes her way over to join him.

Let's go to Nevada and test a PKE beacon!

[gone_byebye]

[OOM: Ray worries about the implications of the device he's building and worries about his newly Bound best friend.]

Ray comes down the stairs from the rooms with a big red box in one arm. He's dressed in his civvies, but that includes a Yankees cap, a pair of shorts, and a bottle of Coppertone poking out of one pocket. After getting a bowl of cereal from the Bar he plops down at one of the tables, the red box beside him, and somewhat unsuccessfully attempts to eat in peace. Looking up and around every few minutes tends to constitute something of an interruption in the flow of a morning's carbohydrate ingestion.

Sawyer gets his letter from Jaina and discusses with Claire how they are both bad people.

[milliways_sawyer]

[OOC: Outside]

Sawyer walks in from the lake hungover, reeking of cigarette smoke, and soaked to the bone. He locates the darkest booth he can find and flops down in a seat.

Somebody's in a fine mood today.

(no subject)

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

Jaina walks down into the Bar, her eyes bloodshot, her clothes rumbled, and her braided hair coming undone. She looks as if she hasn't slept at all, but doesn't really care about her appearence. Making a beeline straight to the bar, she pulls out four letters writen on scrap pieces of flimsi from her pocket. Three of them are writen in a very messy, badly scribed English, and the other in her natural language of aurebesh. All four are tear stained, the last one on the following list of letters more so than the others.

"Can you give these to their recipients?" she asks the bar softly, a crooked smile gracing her face when they dissappear immediately. "And can I get a bottle of lomin ale?"

"Thank you," Jaina says when it appears. Taking the bottle, she heads back to the stairs and to her room.

( Letter to Tahiri )

( Letter to Rhalen )

( Letter to Claire )

( Letter to Sawyer )

[ooc: any of jaina's friends/family, if they want to, can feel free to barge into her room at any point during the day.]

(no subject)

[mogget_cat]

*He knows you know you want to pet him.*

*So, the kitty's on the bar, for convenient petting.*

(no subject)

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

Apirl is downstairs, dressed and looking like she's been up for hours, which maybe she has. She's sitting at the bar, sipping apple tea (which she is now rather addicted to thanks to the lovely Aziraphale) and humming a melody only one other person in Milliways (or the known world, really) would recognize. Through observation, she has figured out how to send notes to people, and thusly has delivered one.

( Note for Roger )

She'd love to be stirred from her thoughts. Really she would.

(no subject)

[boy-not-lost.livejournal.com]

Jake sits at the bar, coffee cup in hand and a worn copy of Needful Things in the other.

He is intent.

(no subject)

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Hey look, it's Helen. Over at the bar! with tea! Been a while since she was up this early. She's trying to overcome her tiredness with her tea. Come bother the Helen.

(no subject)

[hideousprogeny.livejournal.com]

[Damon's room: Not a very happy creature.]

(no subject)

[seeks-sixfinger.livejournal.com]

Inigo Montoya swashbuckles into the bar, cheerfully oblivious of the fate that awaits him -

until he sees. And stops.

There is rather a lot of staring going on.

(no subject)

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Val has a walking-dream]

Of Dates, Intangible Things, Broken Legs, and Cocoa

[lvpd_sidle]

Sara is in the bar. She is curled up by the fireplace, drinking cocoa. Feel free to join her.

(no subject)

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

[[OOM: After the disastrous drunken kiss with Mouse, Xander angsts in his room.]]

(no subject)

[blue_ajah]

*The air near the bar shimmers and parts, and Moiraine appears. The Aes Sedai is carrying a book of poetry, one which seems dog-eared and well-referenced. She glides toward her usual table.*


[OOC for Millichannel: Moiraine and Spike discuss poetry and philosophy, and later she and Jake talk about his impending departure.]

No one can resist the Seth-cute

[bloodyrockgod]

Seth is in his carrier, making "brrrt! brrrt!" noises. The carrier is on a table and Charlie is at the table, eating lunch and making "brrt! brrt!" noises right back.

[ooc: mun must change locations. be back soon. back yay!]

[summary: Ron is powerless against the Seth-cute. Elaine learns about the Ramones. Joshua is also cute and Richard is a proud daddy. Charlie's worried about Seth's magic but Tom is reassuring. Asar-Suti sympathizes about Bartleby. Danny drops by briefly, for Seth is cute.]

(no subject)

[nita_callahan]

Nita in-bar, looking less tired than she has in weeks, but sad. Watching a funeral all day from your window will do that.

But regardless, Nita's at the Bar, drinking tea and thinking.

[OOC: Nita and Guppy discuss being Bound and time differences; Kim and Nita discuss Tim's funeral, Teri's departure, and excercise; Ron and Nita also discuss the funeral, and Ron freaks Nita out by suggesting they take her to someone to deal with her as-yet unnamed problems.]

Tony avoids Asmodean and discusses Dina/Shoreh with Ryan.

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Tony is by the fireplace, his injured ankle propped up on a footrest. He's enjoying a nice cup of coffee in his ever-ubiquitous Cubs mug. mun is angsty and needs a distraction or sommat.

(no subject)

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith is in the bar, wearing the shirt that proclaims her a member of Security.

She's looking at travel brochures again. And, also, stake-carving.

(no subject)

[saint-aequitas.livejournal.com]

MacManus in a booth.

(no subject)

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*Aziraphael wanders in with a large roll of duct tape in one hand, a book tucked under his arm, and carrying an exceedingly battered leather briefcase. He sticks the tape into his mouth when he reaches the Bar, orders a cup of apple tea, and makes his way over to a table*

(no subject)

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

The front door blows open and the faint echo of a laughing voice carries across the bar. It gets louder and progressively more annoying.

"...but only slightly less well known is this: never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line! HaaaaaHHAHAAAHAHHHAahhahahahaaHA..."

*THUD*

A compact man with a bad case of male pattern baldness rolls through the front door and lies stunned upon the ground. Several minutes pass. Blinking owlishly, he finally rolls ungracefully to his feet.

"What, what? Where am I? FEZZIK?" He slaps both hands on his waist. "I am not a great fool. You only THINK I drank from the poisoned glass..." Irate, Vizzini stomps over to the closed door. It refuses to budge. He turns around and glares, his eyes widening when he sees the observation window.

"INCONCEIVABLE!"

(no subject)

[leplusbeau]

*Look at the Fleur in the bar! She is smoking! And being pretty! With exclamation points!*

*...and in a bikini!*

(no subject)

[aj_crawley]

*as the front door swings open, anyone glancing in that direction may find themselves treated to a view of a sundrenched London. It might explain why Crowley has his jacket slung over his shoulder, and his shirtsleeves rolled up to the elbow.

He looks happy. It suits him*

(no subject)

[geeky-agent.livejournal.com]

Chris went down to the bar to grab something to eat. Not in the mood for a full meal she asked for some pretzels and a diet coke. She recieved that along with a book.

She sits down at the bar to have her snacks and read the book but you can still bother her if you want.

(no subject)

[prince-arithon.livejournal.com]

Enter Arithon, with harp.

(no subject)

[sai_delgado]

She comes in through the lake door, dressed for riding and with her hair in a long braid down her back... and marsh violets woven into the braid.

As Susan Delgado goes to the bar, it's apparent that soon there will be hot chocolate, as well. Sometimes, it's the little things that bring contentment, say true.


[OOC for Millichannel: Susan and Anthy discuss how to braid hair, which Anthy does not know and which Susan offers to help with; Tony Almeida and Susan are well-met and talk about different worlds, languages, terrorism, military strategy, and oh yes, gunslingers; Roland and Susan discuss Tim's death, Pat Delgado's visit, Joanie, and then Joe's St. Christopher's medal, which brings woe; and then later on, Ace bounces by and shares hugs and the joyful news of Tim's return to the living, for great yay.]

(no subject)

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Peter's dealing with his first day of being Bound by meeting up with Ray to discuss the trip to Nevada He now is drinking some ice tea (though not of the Long Island variety, just regular kind with tea, and a sprig of mint), and still waiting to head on out to test Ray's beacon. He currently has a notepad, and is doodling mostly, with occasional moments of writing.


((OOC: [Mostly Millitimed due to Nevada trip with Ray, Andrew, and Romana(?)]. In where Asmodean shows up, and creeps Venkman out to no end. Mostly through discussions of mind control, and Peter trying to avoid said mental manipulation. Also brief mention of an unpleasent future age of Earth. Also Peter meets Angua, albeit in her in wolf form, and so currently stuck, and there's much with the petting and the scratching, and the whining, wa-hey!))

(no subject)

[young_tmriddle]

*Tom has some spare time, so to the bar he comes. He gets a scotch, sits down, and looks for familiar faces. He's in the mood for talking.*

ooc: summary here.

(no subject)

[maladjust.livejournal.com]

People come here from all times and places, Andrew said. Other centuries. Other worlds.

As long as Tucker's -- what was the word Andrew used? Bound? -- he might as well see the sights. The sights being people.

(no subject)

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*The door opens. And someone comes through. His features are blocked by the hood of his white cloak, as is whatever may be underneath. His mouth can be seen barely in the shadows of the hood. He doesn't want to start a panic after all. There is something of relief in his walk, even if that walk is odd. It's the walk of someone unused to being in human form. He's been magic for... months, his time. Having a real body is...different.
He walks up to the bar, smiling in his hood, touching it lightly. A cup of tea appears, without being asked for. He should have known.
He moves away, to the staff wing, and is gone in there for a few moments, have to say hi to his girl. Then he's back out, finding a place to lean against the bar, and just...stay there, for now. Time to adjust.*

(no subject)

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

[ooc: OOM: Mordred and Adam by the lake late at night. Warning for violence]

(no subject)

[gone_byebye]

Sometime after lunch, Ray gathers up Andrew Wells and Peter Venkman, and slips out of the Bar with a big red toolbox in one hand. There may, or may not, be a Romana with them.
Four, three, two, one...

They come back later. They have a video camera. They have a PKE meter. Ray has the look of a jack-lighted deer. His ecto goggles are pushed up on top of his head.
Earth below us, drifting, falling...

There's a nice space out back that Ray knows of, big enough to put down a toolbox and empty its contents.
Floating weightless, calling, calling...

Flat ground is good. Open space is better. Ray lays out the contents of the box on top of a cotton sheet so that the dirt and tree bits don't get into the machinery.
Earth below us, drifting, falling, floating weightless, calling, calling...

He settles back into a crouch and looks over the equipment.
Earth below us, drifting, falling...

Then he reaches out, swallows once-
Floating weightless...

-and flips the switch that turns on the PKE beacon.
Calling, coming home...

[OOC: Yrs. truly has to leave the office now. Might be back on before the 8:40 showing of Hitchhiker's ends, might not. Will try.]

(no subject)

[stilljustandrew]

[OOM: A conversation in Andrew and Meg's room, last night. Currently slowtimed, but the important stuff has come out already.]

(no subject)

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Jaina gets drunk and cries in her room. Summary here.]

Eska heals Mordred's injured hand. Meg does the same before breaking him - it actually helps

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

Mordred appears at the bar; eyes wide and blank as he cradles his bloody right hand. Asking the Bar softly for a needle and some bandages, he takes himself to a well-lit corner.

And proceeds to try and fix his hand.

(no subject)

[not_that_spike]

( By the lake, Jeet Kune Do lessons )

(no subject)

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

Dream is there, now. For how long depends on many things, but for now he is there. In the bar, approachable (in his way) and at least not looking upset.

Kim meets Virlomi; Asmodean, Elaine, Tony, Ryan and Chase all stop by to talk

[agirllost]

Kim's sitting at the Bar and eating sushi. She realizes that she's been sort of anti-social since her mom left and she hopes to see some people.

[ooc: mun needs to run for dinner, be back soon - I'm back!]

[OOC: Summary: Kim meets Virlomi, they talk about Virlomi's canon and the differences between Kim's time and Virlomi's. Asmodean stops by quickly but nothing really happens. Elaine comes by to see how Kim's doing, they talk about Kim's mom and Ryan and Elaine's upcoming date, and movies. Tony's next, they discuss mourning, Tony's sister Maria, signing Tony's cast (everyone should do it), Tony's sensitivty to people laughing at his klutziness, and different dimensions. Chase is next and he provides support, they also talk about how much Teri liked Chase, people who should come to the bar, and babies at Milliways. Finally, there's Ryan and they briefly talk about Teri but mostly talk about how Chris is doing and what movie Ryan and Elaine should watch on their date.]

(no subject)

[balletrat]

*Meg heads into the bar from out back, brushing bits of hair stuck to her face out of her eyes, and sits down at the bar. After a moment's consideration, she asks for an iced coffee. Daring change!*

(no subject)

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace wanders in from the lake. Three guesses what she was doing out there, first two don't count. She's really not paying attention to her surroundings as she heads to the bar to pick up something to eat.

(no subject)

[notinthefett.livejournal.com]

Warren has been avoiding the bar.

He particularly avoided it yesterday for the purposes of purposefully not attending Tim's funeral. Call it a boycott.

You wanna fight about it?

Warren sits at a table.

(no subject)

[orcot-san.livejournal.com]

Perhaps it was because he'd been working on one case for so long that Leon's brain finally shut down in front of the computer screen on his desk at work. There was so many times he could stare at a conundrum that went round and round in circles before going completely insane...

Well, he was assuming he'd fallen asleep. That was the only explanation he could come up with when he found his head in his arms on an unfamiliar surface with a heavy smell of smoke and beer filling his nostrils; cautiously, he opened his eyes.

... Well, it wasn't the grimy, dull surroundings of his office, anyway... Rising rapidly to his feet, brushing blond hair from his hair he looked around abruptly, drawing his gun on instinct.

"What the hell is this place?" he asked aloud with a note of anger, mostly to himself. This had to have something to do with D and his narcotics, he summarised, eyebrows knitting together in immediate suspicion.

(no subject)

[prototype-karr.livejournal.com]

It's day two of having the wrong body and sex, and KARR is still pissed about it. She's aprked in her usual corner near the door to the lake yet again, not in the mood to go driving around the rest of the bar. She isn't really in the mood to speak to anyone, either, but when has that ever stopped KARR from getting into a conversation and/or snarkfest?

(no subject)

[wesknowsbetter.livejournal.com]

Someone who is incorporeal and looks like Warren is suddenly standing by the bar.

Wes? Or First Evil?

You be the judge!

(no subject)

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

Ryan is in the bar after having had dinner with Chris. Which the mun didn't RP because she is tired.

Chris left to read her book so Ryan is down here having a drink.

Talk to him if you want.

(no subject)

[fenderfrontman.livejournal.com]

Roger ventures downstairs, moving with unnatural care, his face studiously blank. He goes straight to the Bar without a word and pulls an empty vial out of his back pocket.

"Need a refill," he mutters as he sets it on top. "And could I get some food, too?"

The empty vial disappears. A full one pops up, along with a bowl of Cap'n Crunch, a glass of water, and a note. Roger frowns; food and meds forgotten, he picks it up and unfolds it.

And sucks in a sharp breath when he sees who it's from.

After reading and re-reading it a few times, he sets it aside, trembling slightly, and starts to eat.

(no subject)

[shaped-jeedai.livejournal.com]

Tahiri's sitting at the bar, barefoot and still holding Jaina's note. There's a ruby bliel in front of her, but it hasn't really been touched.

She's more than a bit worried about Jaina.

(no subject)

[not-that-anakin.livejournal.com]

There's a Jedi

with a tray

in a bar

at the end of the universe

and the mounties are all here!

Kudos to whoever gets the reference.

(no subject)

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

Chase is sitting in a booth by himself, with a glass of water and a new book.

He's looking a little out-of-it. Cough medicine. He's been reading the same line over and over again for about three minutes now.

Come distract the poor boy before he falls asleep at the table.

Enterance post

[thedemon-zabuza.livejournal.com]

A man walks in the front door of the bar. This would be a 6'5" ninja wearing a black sleaveless shirt and a sword as long as he is tall on his back. This ninja just happens to be named Zabuza, and it also just happens that he has recently died. For some reason he is expecting to be in hell...interesting isn't it? To further complicate things, he expects to be finding a man here so he can torture him for all eternity, letting him become a true demon instead of people just calling him one.

He holds himself with his muscles looking very tense and ready to react, but at the same time he is completely at ease. This gives him a deadly to his movements.

He sounds rather annoyed, but still very commanding.

"Where is Gatoh?"

(no subject)

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

Jaina wanders down into the bar, yawning slightly. She's been sleeping for the past eight or so hours, ever since Tahiri left her in her room. She's feeling slightly better than she was earlier, better enough to come downstairs to get some caf. Her hair's braided back out of her face, still wet from a recent shower.

Jaina walks to her favorite booth, wincing slightly at the headache stemming from her hangover. She's looking for a certain person that she really wants to talk to right now, despite the hurt that won't go away.

[summary: At somepoint in the evening, Nathan comes over to apologize to Jaina for what the did (or almost didn't do) in her room earlier in the day. Jaina apologizes to him as well, and Nathan attempts to convince her that she doesn't deserve everything she's going through. Jaina doesn't believe it, but they both agree to talk again some other time when alcohol isn't involved. Then, Xander comes over. Jaina remembers him from that karaoke incident, and they chat. Xander fanboys Jaina for being a Jedi (which amused the mun to no end) and gets her really confused about demons and such. Happy converstaion, that momentarily knocks Jaina out of her funk.

Finally, Jaina works up the courage to go talk to Sawyer. She reaches out with the Force to try and get a sense of his emotions and is somewhat shocked and overwhelmed by the guilt he's radiating. Wanting a serious conversation, she gts rid of his bottle of whisky, much to Sawyer's dislike. She questions him about his actions towards her and Sawyer makes much use of the 'woe' icon with his response. Jaina tries hard not to cry, but doesn't really succeed in that task and starts to regret having sent the bottle away. They talk about cons, loneliness, and other things as Jaina continues to wallow in her strange selfpity/selfloathing mess. Sawyer leaves, feeling the effects of all the alcohol he's been consuming, and Jaina remains at the booth, probably just as hurt and confused as before although by that point, the mun became too lazy to write any more.]

Angua is stuck. Yrael attacks her, Guppy pets her and Wolf sets her free.

[someonesdog]

The creature that enters the bar is a very attractive, sleek coated golden dog, rather wolf-like in appearance, but a clear pedigree. It has it's nose to the ground as it enters, but looks up instantly at the sudden change in environments. The door slams shut behind it as it turns to leave.

The thing about the Front Door, which many peopel may not have registered, is it doesn't have the kind of door that can be operated easily with paws.

There is a wolf in the bar, and it's not leaving anytime soon.

(no subject)

[last_adam]

[OOM: Lucy and Adam, Friday, Crowley's Flat]

(no subject)

[street-sparrow.livejournal.com]

Gavroche bounces into the bar, carrying his carbine-stick and singing. In French.

(no subject)

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

Liam wanders in and looks around for people he knows.

(no subject)

[kassandraloxias.livejournal.com]

Kassandra sits very quietly, absorbed in her copy of Go, Dog, Go.

More than one consonant together distresses her, but she creases her forehead and sticks out her tongue and goes on.

Entrance post.

[bartyjr.livejournal.com]

Millichannel summary: Barty arrives. Talks to Regulus (which is rather awkward), Ron (Harry Potter's best friend? Interesting) and Lily (who doesn't know what he did, and to whom he is friendly).



A tall, pale young man stumbles into the bar. He looks terrified.

His face, white as a bone in patches, is covered with tear-stains and scratches; his wide eyes are red; his mouth hangs slightly open; his fair hair is dirty and matted. He’s thin, painfully thin. His clothes are little more than rags, and he’s barefoot.

Instinctively, he reaches to what was once his pocket, but there’s no wand there. His fingers grab the edge of his shirt and tears at it convulsively. His breathing is fast and loud, and sounds harsh. He looks around the bar; he sees the patrons; he sees the incredible sights in the windows. He sees he’s no longer in Azkaban, but he has no idea where he is, or even if he’s still in the wizarding world.

Barty Crouch shuffles into a darker spot, and desperately looks around to see if he recognises any of the patrons, or more to the point, if any of the patrons recognise him.

Asar-Suti and Gil once more attempt to reason with the coffee machine

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti is in the bar. His mug smells beautifully of coffee - any stronger, and it might be considered an illegal substance.

He's sitting on the floor near the fireplace and drawing a large flow chart on the coffee table.

(no subject)

[elastimom.livejournal.com]

OOM: Helen finds out where Vi has been.

Helen walks through the door, and looks at the place that has been home to her daughter, even though she's still finding it all a little hard to believe. "Now Violet, is there someone we should see?"

First entrance.

[maybetheyare.livejournal.com]

Ponyboy Curtis walks through the door and stares, nearly dropping his composition book and pen. Once the shock has worn off a little, he looks around nervously.

Darry's gonna kill him.

Xander: Kinda Gay (say Meg and Ron). He bonds with Chase, calls Smeagol out-of-touch, meets Venkman.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Xander is downstairs. He has been downstairs. Why haven't you noticed him? Because he has been brooding. And, since he is Xander, you probably didn't recognize him.

Don't you feel silly?

Anyway, Xander is better now-- sort of. He still thinks that he might be, in the words of his dear friend Willow, "kinda gay." C'mon over to the bar and say howdy.

Guppy is still bound. He talks to Ginny and Asar Suti

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy’s in a booth reading and making notes from a large book. For the first time in ages he doesn’t look completely shattered, having benefited from sleep and a decent breakfast. After a while he gets up and tries to get out of the bar again. It doesn’t work. Frowning slightly, he returns to where he was sitting before and carries on with his work.

Wolf helps post-torture Ron and celebrates with Garion (not at the same time)

[notjustananimal.livejournal.com]

Wolf comes out of the kitchen, wiping his hands on his pants.

He's been wearing modern clothes more often lately. He likes them. Therefor, he is wearing very dark blue Dockers, and a red t-shirt.

He's also been working more often lately.

No, no particular reason why. No, it doesn't have anything to do with Tim's death.

Anyways.

Wolf comes out of the kitchen, wiping his hands dry on his pants, and decides to order a glass of water.

He hasn't been quite as hungry lately, either.

(no subject)

[highflyin-scott.livejournal.com]

Nathan is torn over getting slightly drunk. Happy cause...well...drunk. But he feels bad for what happened with Jaina. She really hadn't needed that. He sees her sitting but doesn't know if he should go apologize or not. She may just not want to see him. Blah.

(no subject)

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

Virginia sat at a chair alone, thinking. No food, no drink, no wedding magazines, no Wolf.

She was just thinking.

Mostly about how it just wasn't fair that some things were...well, unfair. And about herself and what she was capable of, both good and bad.

But mostly she was thinking about how she'd like to be able to head right into the security office to kick a certain captive there in the gazongas.

(no subject)

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Even though it isn't the warmest day, Valentine is out back, by the lake. She has spent most of the day lying on her back on the raft in the middle of the lake staring up at the clouds, thinking through things that she probably should have thought through a while ago. However, now, as night falls, she swims back to shore, curling up in a towel and her swimsuit staring at the lake. As the moon rose, she just stared at the stars, her heart longing for a different time, a time that she was perhaps not as safe as she is now, but a time that somehow seemed simpler, more peaceful.

(no subject)

[abtruse-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Peter is in the bar, sitting on a stool, and -not- writing in a notebook. He is, instead, watching for someone interesting to talk to.

He could use some conversation.

(no subject)

[alien-isabel.livejournal.com]

And also in the bar is an Isabel, grinning brightly. Why? Because Tim is alive. And everything is good again. Because Tim is alive. She sits on a barstool, tray in hand, legs swinging happily. She's happy.

Happy Isabel.

See her be happy.

Smile.

(no subject)

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

April is sitting crosslegged on one of the sofas by the fireplace, scribbling intently in her notebook. Some story or poem or something of the like, most certainly.

Feel free to interrupt.


Summary: Roger approaches April, slight angst ensues, but all ends on a "slight" sappy note. Afterwards, April goes up to her room in a delightfully happy state.

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[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*Snow is her usual booth with the twins. As this is millitimed to after she discovers Tim is back, she is quite happy so the mun has a chance to use her shiny new icon*

Eoster and Garion and 'Dite. It ALL sounds rather explicitly sexual.

[aphros-born.livejournal.com]

A breath of air, a sweet scented breath, and she walks into the room. Red-gold hair pulled up in some complicated coil with bits of silver in it, ice begging to be swept away, crying out for the touch of hands in that thick, heavy mass pulling it down, pulling her face close for a kiss, pressing that body up close.
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Aphrodite is back in the bar.

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

Smeagol wanders downstairs, looking around for Xander. When he doesn't see him, he goes over to the bar instead, where he orders a chocolate bar and coffee creamers and begins methodically shredding the chocolate into a cup and dumping coffee creamer on top. Yay for Smeaxan, the breakfast cereal from Hell!

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[capt_angie]

*Theres a pop and Angie apperates in. She heads to the bar, orders a butterbeer, and heads to a table.*

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[tim-drake.livejournal.com]

( OOM: Tim's first night back at the Tower as Robin. He has a nightmare, and Kon is there to help him. )

In which Meg tries to get him into a tutu, Svava is actually in a tutu and she and Archie dance.

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Archie comes into the bar from out back. He's been out there walking and thinking, but mostly walking. His normally pristine white trousers are a bit muddy, such are the perils of walking in the woods in the Scottish springtime.


Come talk to him.

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[goddess-virlomi.livejournal.com]

Virlomi sits at the bar, utterly bored out of her mind. Yet something tells her that this place is much better than anything she'd be doing right now in the real world. Especially with the way things were.

She's definitely looking for a distraction.

[OOC; Threadzilla summary here.]

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[i-read.livejournal.com]

Cue the "Mission Impossible" theme...

Or one would if such a thing existed while Carl was alive. As it is, he would probably be accompanied by rather amusing violin music in the higher registers as if to indicate a somewhat amusing, not-as-secretive-as-he'd-like-it-to-be entrance into the bar. Looking left, then right, he bobbles over to the bar herself and orders himself a pint and a particularly difficult-to-procure text he's been hoping to get his hands on.

He is supremely amazed and even the tiniest bit pleased when he is provided with both.

"Not as bad as all that, I suppose..."

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[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

Near the center of the room, Indy is slouched back in a chair, his mud-stained boots casually propped up on another. There's a beer close to hand and a few lengths of ivy are strewn across the table top.

Yes, ivy. And it looks like it was pruned quite recently, or at least yanked from a rotten log. It's hard to tell, but some of the strands may actually have been twisted together and looped in a rough circle.

He doesn't seem to be doing much to them anymore though.

[Summary: Ace squees over Tim's return, and re-themes the toga party. Archie gets the news of Tim after questioning the ivy wreaths and confesses to spending a night with Svava... platonically. Rory gives Indy a little news of Lorelai, hears about Tim, the War, Mike, frogs, the toga party and guidelines for mini!Indy care. Boone spills coffee on Indy's fortunately dark pants, but gets off lightly due to the good Doctor's happiness over Tim. After apologies and clean up, Boone boggles a little when Indy introduces himself, but that just makes for an easy first thread in these post-puncture days. Indy shoots down a plan as they discuss the island and the Bar, before Boone tests the front door and discovers he's not bound]

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[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

There is a man clomping down the stairs irritably. Blue eyes squinted and mouth curled in a half-snarl of annoyance, he's obviously not entirely awake yet...and he's obviously looking for something low to the ground.

PeeJee learns about the Good Magician from Trent; Meg tells her Tim's ded was pastede on yey!

[pee-jee.livejournal.com]

PeeJee went home last night.

But now she's in the bar!

And it's not much of an entrance. so she heads over to the bar for a beer.

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[king-emeritus.livejournal.com]

One King of Xanth - ex-king, of course - walked through the door. He was humming quietly, seeming very content with himself. Why? Well, only he knew. Even he wasn't sure exactly why, but... why question feeling good?