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[river_meimei]

River's in the bar.

No, River's making her way through the bar, silently and with a clear destination in mind. She slips out the back door.

There, she slows, meandering gradually towards the lake, and tilts her head to the late spring breeze. The first stars are just beginning to emerge.

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[maxwellsdemon02]

Duo wanders downstairs with the look of someone who has been sleeping all day, and hasn't woken up all the way just yet.

He plunks himself down at the bar, and orders some coffee, loaded with cream and sugar. After a few more minutes, he is much more awake, and thinking about something to eat.

But first... Duo takes out his gun, some rags, and oil. It's been a week since he had any practice, which is unacceptable, even here. He rapidly disassembles it, and starts to clean.

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[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith strolls into the bar from outdoors, a towel wrapped around her hair.

Due to the joy of Millitime, she is wearing a bikini.

If you can really call it that.

She makes a beeline for Bar, procures food, and goes to a booth, seeming disinclined to go put more clothes on.

This is gonna be interesting.

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[aj_crawley]

*Crowley's in the bar. He looks... okay. Not tired, exactly. But rather a little... stretched. Like someone running, perhaps, on borrowed energy. Energy that, at some point, he'll have to pay back.

At some point, he heads outside, stopping by the fire en route, but before long, he's back in his seat*

[summarised here]

(no subject)

[lastgunslinger]

Roland's sitting on the sofa that normally belongs to Susan, Cuthbert, and Alain.

With tea.

Something is very, very wrong here.

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[gramarye1971]

*The door opens (and the faint noise of a crowd cheering drifts in as it opens), and Merriman enters -- for once, not clad in dusty black academical dress. Indeed, he's almost unrecognisable in a navy blazer and off-white trousers, and upon entering he removes his Panama hat and wipes his brow with a handkerchief. With a slight sigh at the welcome change in temperature, he heads for the bar in search of something suitably cold to drink.*

*Second day of the First Test at Lords, and England are well ahead. Time to celebrate.*


[Summary: Merriman's pleasure at the cricket scores is somewhat dampened by a meeting with Asmodean. He later speaks with Gwion about that first conversation, as well as a bit of small talk about the time and place from which he has just arrived.]

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[leplusbeau]

*Oh look, Fleur.*





*...yes, she is wearing that in the icon, why do you ask?*

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[slayer_fray]

Mel is in the bar.

Sitting at a table with her boots up.  Luckily she's now changed T-shirts because the London one? Was starting to smell.

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[milliways_sawyer]

Look, there's a Sawyer in the bar, stretched out in a booth reading The Count Of Monte Cristo.

Yeah, he's still reading that same book. He's a slow reader.

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[mnt_raph]

*Raph comes in from the lake. He's tired, slightly hung over...but in surprisingly good spirits. Go figure. He heads towards the bar for a beverage. Before he can order anything a note appears.*

fuckin' hell.

*He tries and fails to see through the crowd. Time to get some elevation. With a leap, he's up in the rafters.*

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[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*Aziraphael's looking rather run-down this evening, but he'll perk up after drinking the wine he's ordered, no doubt*

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[singlesoledjest.livejournal.com]

Having gaimed enough to pay off his tab, Mercutio walks to the bar and places the diamond on its surface, alongside the gold coins the bar lent him for his game of Putt. "See? I promised. No need for my fingers to be risked." The diamond disappears, and Mercutio's tab suddenly becomes positive. Hugely so. He beams.

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[chelleuncurled]

[OOM: Upstairs in their room, Tony and Michelle talk about Erin's breaky news.]

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[clumsy_auror]

[OOC: More visitors for Bernard.]

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[aj_crawley]

*Crowley is the kind of alert that comes on the other side of tired, but there's a fog around his brain, as though his head were wrapped in cotton wool. He's come outside, therefore, in the hope that the twilight air might do something to help. It's warm out, though, and there's barely a whisper of a breeze. So the demon looks around once, twice, and spreads his wings*


[summarised here, may or may not be ever so slightly slow-timed]

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

There's a flash of light, and Q is there.
And much faster than the fastest news-team ever.

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[nita_callahan]

[A few OOMs -- After talking to Asmodean Tuesday night, Nita and her not'mother have a frank exchange of words.

Friday night -- Ba'alzamon threatens Nita's family. In desperation, she gives up and is about to make a deal with the Devil. . . Not finished, but relates directly to today's doom.]

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[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*at some point that may have been last night after the bridal shower, but the mun forgot, Snow posts a schedule on the message board. It's blank, and covers a one-week period. Across the top is written "Post-wedding babysitting schedule for Millie and Wade. Participation is voluntary, but greatly appreciated" there is a pen tied to a string attached to it, for ease in signing up*

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[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

[Two OOMs: Millitimed to Tuesday night: Jack's recovering in his room, where he discusses the whole hallucination/vision/whatever thing with Nita, the Dinaplot wiht Tony, and (in a much belated and slowtimed thread) finds out that Elaine helped Kim sort out her memories (with great yay!).

Yesterday, Jack reacts to Erin's shocking Day 4 news, and angstily discusses it with Michelle [slowtimed]. Sort-of-spoilers for Season 4 of 24 abound in the thread.]

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[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

Around lunch time Indy comes downstairs, cautiously eying the lake door. He makes his way over to the bar, definitely conflicted about something. After a cup of coffee that may possibly have had a heavy Irish component, he eventually whispers something to no-one in particular, and a small gift-wrapped package arrives on the counter. He takes a deep cleansing breath, gets up and heads out to the birthday party.

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[saint-aequitas.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Apologies in room 318. Millitimed to the evening of May 22nd.]

Ingress's Sixth Birthday Party

[smallestopener]

*It's eleven o'clock on Saturday morning, thanks to Millitime, and the stage is set for Ingress's birthday out by the lake. The House of Arch family has gathered around a perfect picnic spot under a tree. Right beside them is a playground Tom has conjured just for the occaision. There is a swingset, a slide, a merry go round, and a sandbox charmed with sand that's perfect for building.

Ingress is wearing a gown fit for a princess. It has been charmed against stains and ripping just for this special day. She is also wearing a blinking button which reads "I am 6!" She is very, very, very excited.

Tom, Door, Gavroche, and Megwyn are putting finishing decorating touches on the picnic tables set up with a gigantic cake, gallons of ice cream from Florean Fontescue's ice cream parlor, and punch. There is also a table with baskets of wizarding crackers. These are gifts for the guests - once the crackers are popped, the recipient will get a hat of some kind (maybe there will be a plethora of pirate hats!) and a wizarding toy or game like chess or gobstones. Or whatever else you'd like - the guest gets to decide!

There are several chairs under the tree as well, providing a good view of the playground.

Come, birthday with them!*

OOC: Summary forthcoming. However, very important (and menacing) Barty and Tom thread within.

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[gris_bug_man]

[OOM: Grissom dreams about a not entirely welcomed truth.]

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[slayer_fray]

Mel is outside, trying out the new magic-carpet board Tim made her.

The skill is nothing impressive: any skater teen could pull off better moves generally. Neither is she particularly graceful.

What is possibly noticeable is the ease with with she moves through three dimensions. She's not just skating on a plane above the ground, she's moving vertically as easily as horizontally, at home in the air as a bird, or a fish in water, spinning and twisting at any point between three and thirty feet above the ground.

She also has her not-scythe out, practising fighting moves. She has no discipline, she's just playing.

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[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

David has not left since the door made a reappearance in several threads last time.

But he's downstairs now. Loki took himself home. He's choosing the traditional method, which is precisely this:

He walks up to the door, Loki's ring snug against his finger, and he closes his eyes...

And opens the door to New Orleans.

He blinks, and sticks his head out into Lestat's hallway. "What the...?"

He steps back, closes it again, takes the ring off his finger and clasps it tightly in his hand. He imagines, quite clearly, Loki's hallway: exquisite furnishings and wood panelling on the walls. Soft carpet underfoot.

He takes a hold of the door handle, turns it, and, with eyes still closed, steps through...

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[nita_callahan]

It was a long night.

It's going to be a longer day.

Nita comes downstairs, looking for Asmodean. There's a hunted look in her eyes as she walks through the bar.

Then she stiffens, aghast.

What's he doing?!

[OOC: Plot post, say thankya.]

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[femme-wizard.livejournal.com]

Eska's curled up in her usual chair by the fire, flicking through a rather tattered leather bound notebook and trying to decipher her notes through the damage, and copying it out into a new book.

It's tedious work, and she'd love a distraction.

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[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

[OOC: David can't get back to Tokyo.]

He comes back through the door, looking downhearted. He closes it behind himself, and slides Loki's ring back on his finger, and opens the door again.

Richard and Amadeo's house and - David, what did I just say? - he sighs, apologises to Amadeo, and closes the door, making his way to the bar, for a Scotch-blood mixture, and downs it quickly, sighing.

"What the hell's going on?"

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

Chase is in the Bar, feeling cheerful. This is fairly rare for him.

He does not know about any of this shocking Day 4 breakiness. He's just happy, for the moment.

Distract at will; he's quite up for conversation.

[OOC: 6:30 EST: Mun going to see a movie. Will be back in maybe 3 hours. Back.]

(no subject)

[agentlemantrue.livejournal.com]

OOM: Charles is outside.

[Ivy only, please.]

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[balletrat]

*Lights glimmer enticingly from outside.

It sounds like someone's having a party out there . . .

Let the Pirate Karaoke Night of the Living Dead begin!*

Where the karaoke is

[awesome_lilly]

Karaoke starts some time into the party, beginning here. and continuing as long as you need. There is normal and evil karaoke going, so god your pup up onstage however you want to. (Feel free to god Lilly accosting them with a microphone as well.) New song, new thread, and all is well! I think! Wheeeeee!

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[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Following this...)

Alex, carrying two swords and a leather case whose contents are probably best left unidentified, along with a couple of knives hanging on his belt.

David, weaponless (he doesn't need them, after all), close on Alex's heels.

Faith, carrying more visible weapons than any of the others - a battle-axe almost as big as she is strapped to her back, holy water in little glass bottles stuck in pockets on a utility-type belt slung around her waist, a lighter and a can of aeresol hair spray in the same belt, and one visible stake.

Connor, katana slung over his back.

Van Helsing, carrying his crossbow and Tojo blades, a shotgun slung over his shoulder.

And leading the way, Natalie, medical bag in hand, opening the door for the others.

All of them look like they might be planning to kill something.

That's probably because they are.

(OOC: For reasons of plot, this thread is locked - Richard can engage, but all others, reactions if you like, but don't try to stop them. They're kinda in a hurry and you probably don't wanna get in their way.)

On the notice board

[shelley_winters]

The note Shelley left a few days ago is still up on the board. However, all the bits about being a zombie, uncontrollable violence, and leaving forever have been crossed out.

Underneath, she has written,

Never mind.

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[in-it.livejournal.com]

Andrew was in the bar again. This wasn't a surprise, seeing as how he was Bound now, much to his chagrin. He sat alone at the Bar with a half-finished glass of orange juice and a Walkman CD player in front of him. Inside the Walkman was Oh, Inverted World by The Shins. He had the earbuds in, and might have wiped a tear from his eye. Maybe he just had some dirt in there.

Yeah, the pity party's still on. Someone smack him, but not too hard.

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[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

Rhalen walks urgently downstairs.

He lays a letter on the bar addressed to Shelley Winters.

( Letter to Lady Shelley )

Rhalen then adjusts his white robe, and walks out the door to the lake.

[OOC: Reactions are fine, but do not expect a reply here.]

(no subject)

[forsaken-bard.livejournal.com]

After the Last Temptation,

Asmodean walks down to the bar with determination on his mind. He turns to the bar.

"May I have some body armor, Lady Bar?"

A suit of black body armor appears on the bar. Asmodean cringes at what it does to his tab, but smiles at the suit. He had not worn any of this since Paaran Disen.

The bard proceeds to don the armor. The appearance might seem reminicent of the Nazgul to those who had seen the Lord of the Rings movies.

The bard strides out the door to the lake.

[OOC: Reactions are fine, but please do not expect a response here.]

The Forsaken Throwdown

[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

Rhalen walks to a large open area by the lake.


Asmodean is there waiting for him wearing a suit of black armor.


Neither of them look happy.

[OOC: Please see backroom for details, but this is by no means, closed. Come watch the show.]

(no subject)

[thedigitalpimp.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Before the party, Shelley visits Mouse in his room.]

(no subject)

[give-us-candy.livejournal.com]

Two brothers in Bar tonight.
They're quite filthy.
Someone want to offer to clean them up?

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[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Resignation. Spoilery for the end of Season 4 of 24.]

There's someone sitting in a booth, writing in a dayplanner. No, it's not Tony planning something or Ryan doing detective work. This time it's Jack, though from the look of determination on his face it's safe to guess that he is planning something. Not that he'll be telling anyone what it is.

[ooc: Going for dinner, but wanted to get this up before plottiness ensues elsewhere. Feel free to tag and I'll reply when I get back. Back!]

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[simple-creature.livejournal.com]

There is an angel in the bar. Multiple, actually. But this one is named Loki. And Loki is sitting in a booth drinking a beer. He seems a bit restless.

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[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Hestia flies out from the Staff wing after delivering ( a letter to Eddie Dean )

.

She leaves a piece of paper on the Bar, to be tacked up by someone willing and able.*

( Letter to all Staff )

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[shelley_winters]

Shelley is wandering (well, wandering with the aid of a crutch) about in the bar, trying to contain general 'bwee! I'm alive!' exclamations. She's also looking. To tell people that she is no longer liable to eat their brains. Particularly the one that she attacked the other night.

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[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

Indy clomps downstairs in full pirate attire—or rather, his frock coat outfit with some simple adjustments.

He smiles at Tere as he spots her at the bar in a similarly resplendent costume, and crooks his elbow as he joins her. Together they exit through the lake door and head out to the party.

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[iseenightmares.livejournal.com]

By the lake, there stands a girl. To you, she seems like she has any other day.

To her, you look like a monster.

Heather Mason has entered the nightmare realms.

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[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*After Ingress' party, Snow enters with Millie and Wade. While retrieving dinner from Bar, she gets a rectangular laminated card labelled "Milliways Access Pass: Good for one round-trip honeymoon to the destination of your choice". She pockets it with a smile, and the three head for the usual booth*

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[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

Eddie got a letter. So now he is here, behind the Bar, trying to look managerial. His wife is here, trying not to snicker at the Managerial face. Which to be fair to Susannah, looks kind of like the Constipation face.

Since he's here, you might as well buy something alcoholic.

[OOC: Please to not ping Susannah, as Sweeney is already a busy lady tonight.]

(no subject)

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Tony enters the bar from his room, appearing rather distracted. He orders an appetiser and a drink from the bar and finds a seat at a nearby booth.

[ For the Millichannel Summarizer: Tony tries to avoid the subject of DOOM with Jack, and fails; also attempts to convince David of the dangers of changing the future. Fails. ]

(no subject)

[nita_callahan]

[OOM: Nita wakes up. Metaphorically speaking.]

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[gone_byebye]

The mun is lazy. There will be no piratey icons tonight. Arr. So sad.

The front door opens to admit Ray, who for once is not wearing either a nerdshirt OR cargo pants OR his uniform. No, tonight he's just come from Chinatown, where he had some words with someone of the theatrical persuasion and got himself an 1850's Chinese pirate's garb.

Trailing smoke behind him as he goes, he heads out the back door to the party.

(no subject)

[mr-brautigan.livejournal.com]

It's either a desire for a nightcap or another winkle that brings Ted Brautigan into Milliways tonight.

Possibly both.

He spies Eddie behind the bar, and goes to take care of one, if not both.

(no subject)

[callmedavid.livejournal.com]

David walks down to the bar. Still feeling weary after what he found out from Erin.

He orders a drink and sandwich then takes a seat in one of the booths. He's not very talkative today, his mind is restless as he tries to think of something that can be done to save Jack's life.

He leans back in the booth and thinks.

(no subject)

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti is in the garden, weeding and watering and humming some religious songs he's picked up somewhere. You might recognise 'Swing Low, Sweet Chariot' being repeated over and over again, sometimes interspersed with some Bach chorale, probably 'Sheep May Safely Graze'.

Asar-Suti's probably still god enough to like religious songs as such, and has long been person enough not to notice that he's humming at all.

It's a beautiful day, in any case, and somewhere near the lake, there's a kids' party in progress. Asar-Suti vaguely decides to wander over later, but now, there's the sun, the plants, the hoe - the purple god of magic is timelessly content and happy.

(no subject)

[iseenightmares.livejournal.com]

Heather returns from the lake, cautiously checking to see if there are any threats. She has her gun up by her face, at the ready should she need it.

There are monsters sitting in booths. Talking to one another. She hurriedly passes them by, brushing against a grimy table in her haste. The old rotten wood of the floor resounds hollowly under her booted feet. She catches a passing glimpse of her reflection in the mirror behind the bar, now streaked with blood, the bottles all either broken or filled with brack.

She rushes up to her room, careful not to touch the rusted walls. She tries her key on her door, praying that it still works.

The key turns in the lock and the door clicks open. She quickly passes under the doorway and into her room.


Everything in her room is as it should be. She mutters a silent thank you for the brief respite from the insanity that lurks outside her door.

(no subject)

[iris-attitude.livejournal.com]

Iris and Yrael walk back into the bar from outside. Yrael says good night, and Iris sits at the bar in full pirate regalia. She's in a really good mood, as she got to show off her illusions for the party. She had a nice date too.

[OOC: Iris meets Q and they talk about Iris' bound status and Xanth.]

(no subject)

[mini-supes.livejournal.com]

After way too long, Kon finally ended the whole business of running away. It had taken Clark searching him out and finding him, but... but they'd somehow managed a long, good talk, and?

And he'd gone back to Smallville. And it felt more like 'going home' than he'd expected it to.

So he's happy. That doesn't mean he's disappointed when he finds himself in Milliways instead of his room, but, he's happy.

The Crew.

[badinlatin]

(OOM: The crew in the kitchen of the Serenity)
You don't even really need to be paying attention to notice the nine members of the Serenity coming into the Bar. What you do need to be focusing on in order to see is that Mal is mumbling something to himself, mulling over any possible outcome of what may come to pass. Shifting to the right of the Door until Inara passes through before moving toward the center of the bar, Mal walks ahead of his crew toward a corner happily unoccupied as of yet.

Midday at Milliways - a millichannel marker

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

millichannel marker!

(no subject)

[stilljustandrew]

Upstairs, three nights ago: Andrew and blue!Meg

(no subject)

[gramarye1971]

*Merriman is at the bar, in normal academical dress.*

*Although he happens to be examining the cricket scores in his copy of the Times, but unless you were reading over his shoulder (and that's a very impolite thing to do, as a rule) you'd be hard pressed to realise that.*

(no subject)

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

[OOM: Ba'alzamon shows up in Ron's dreams as Harry, to screw with his head and make him distrust Nita, and while he makes him a bit paranoid, he is oddly unsuccessful.

There is snogging.
Sodding Milliways.
Millitimed to after Nita's final temptation and before the Fallen Showdown.]