milliways_bar | Jun. 15th, 2005

Jun. 15th, 2005

youalleverybody.livejournal.com

At some point in the last two days, Liam stops at the Bar for a quick word about getting his room redesigned. With no one around, he goes to her direct and asks for the recording studio.

When that's done, he scribbles a quick note ( for Roger )

gramarye1971

*Merriman has settled in at a table near the bar with a glass of brandy, a folded newspaper and a chess board. Half of the pieces have been removed from the board and a game seems to be in progress. Every so often he glances over at the paper, and then returns to his contemplation of the board.*

*This particular chess problem isn't an easy one. But he's already finished the crossword, and so chess it is.*

[Summary: Merriman meets Raven, and learns how remarkably similar -- and yet different -- the two of them happen to be. He also meets Kaylee, and gives her both a piece of antique jade and a few things to think about, for later on. Ako also stops by to play with his hair and tease him a bit.]

creator_raven

( Note left with Bar, for Tim )

aj_crawley

*Crowley's stretched out on one of the couches, taking up more space than should theoretically be possible for someone of his size. He's making a half-hearted attempt to re-read his own canon - Bernard has a copy now, after all, so Crowley needs to refresh his memory as to what bits they got wrong. He's not getting very far, though, as he keeps getting distracted by various things. The roof, the fireplace, people-watching, et cetera. There's a distressing lack of beverage. Someone bring him one*

henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com

( Testing times... )

[Summary: Delia takes the magical pregnancy test that Indy acquired from Tim. Both involved parties seem happy with the negative outcome.]

a-fell.livejournal.com

*Oooh, look.

Angel.*

chelleuncurled

[OOM: Michelle thinks about Tony and their relationship after the fight by the lake.]

wellthrownstone.livejournal.com

*Garion wanders downstairs, heads behind the counter, starts the kettle and the coffee, and turns to the bar in general*

Breakfast anybody?

[ooc: Asar-Suti apologizes for the Hellfly, Ray and Garion discuss language and government, Wesley Dodds comes around for a cup of coffee and the two discuss 'aliens', and Stephanie Brown gets some hot chocolate and an offer of comfort, which she flees]

silverageflash.livejournal.com

Just another morning for Barry, who's in a simple gray t-shirt and khakis today. Decaf, eggs, toast, and Green Lantern: Rebirth, which he bought on his trip to Vegas. And it's amazing that even he gets goosebumps at some of it.

Come say hi.

[ooc: online till 9:30 EDT]

stilljustandrew

[Millitimed to late Saturday night: Out of Milliways.]

gone_byebye

Yawning hugely and wearing yet another T-shirt that probably makes more sense if you majored in the hard sciences, Ray pludges his way down to the Bar in search of coffee and breakfast.

It gives him another tray of clay and a wedge-shaped stick, regardless of the status of his actual food.

"I get the point, Bar. I'm working on it."

golden-age-sand.livejournal.com

[Upstairs: He dreams of masks and capes, wakes.]

Dressed as usual in a sensible green suit with coordinating vest and tie, the bespectacled Wesley Dodds attempts a simple yawn with accompanying stretch maneuver as he steps down into the Bar. He gives himself high marks for the yawn, but the stretch was perhaps a bad idea.

Wincing and stifling an embarrassed laugh, he sidles up to the Bar in search of coffee and conversation.

[Mun working. Slowtime, if needed. Stepping away from 10:30am to about 1pm. Thankee.]

doc-venkman.livejournal.com

Peter found some laundry facilities for his clothes, including dry cleaning.

So once again, he's wearing a shiny gold Ghostbusters uniform.

Deal with it.

el-vago.livejournal.com

Vago's still sitting at the bar. Same spot he was sitting in last night. Same level of drunkenness. Same dejected look. He's kept it up all night it seems.

He's also continued to sing to himself off and on. He's gone through Health to the Company a couple of times, and has most recently been mumbling verses to Roll Your Leg Over.

Oh no, there he goes again,

'If all the young lassies were milk in a cup.
I'd be a kitten and lick them all up." He slurs slightly.

Someone put him out of his misery, they can only get worse from here.

(ooc summary: Wherein Vago and Morgan discuss marriage, Death, and Dancing. Guess who's been married)

Current Mood: drunk

nita_callahan

[OOM: Nita's nightmares. Warning for violence and. . . well, Shaitan.]

lt-naraht.livejournal.com

Naraht signed off his terminal with a small sigh of steam. Another day, another round of debugging. This time, it was the medical database. All in all, he was quite ready for a break.

"You should have no further troubles, Dr. McCoy," he said as he glided out of SickBay...

...And right into Milliways.

"What in space?" the Horta said in suprise. "Oh, how did I get back here."

After being Bound for two weeks of subjective time, Naraht had entered the main building and found himself in the Recreation Deck of the Enterprise at the moment he had left her.

"Well, might as well take advantage," he said to himself and headed to the Bar to order some graphite.

((OOC: Sorry for the abrupt disappearance. The mun's life has been wild and woolly. :) ))
Summary: Naraht, after being unBound for a good while, returns abruptly to Milliways. Meets up with Ray and discusses a possible solution for his stair-climbing difficulties.

henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com

( Coffee machine 101... )

[Summary: Waffles in Room 134 - In this week's installment of the bar's own sitcom, Mel and Delia finally cross paths and struggle with 20th Century coffee making. Indy arrives in time to educate them both, and Mike shows up to get breakfast underway. But doom is ahead as he discovers that the waffle iron is still on the fritz after Indy's disastrous attempt to cook last week...]

the-damsel.livejournal.com

April was sitting at the bar, a large cup of coffee before her and a slightly crumpled note clutched in her right hand. She might have twitched occasionally.

At least she looked better than the day before. You know, aside from that whole twitching thing.

[Summary: April and Indy discuss Raph's disappearance and her getting a room now that she can't crash on the roof. Bar gives her room 135; Indy suggests earplugs.]

lvpd_sidle

Sara comes downstairs, rubbing sleepily at her eyes. She has had a vague, uneasy feeling, since she woke up.

Glancing around, she spots a familiar figure and inwardly sighs.

Should've known.

Avoidance isn't her normal tactic, so she heads over.

~~[ooc: Will be leaving sometime before 1:00pm CST for Econ test.]~~

Current Mood: sleepy

opalcity-star.livejournal.com

[Pre-Milliways]

Jack trots down, Teddy in a sling in his arms as the Cosmic Rod bobbles in the crook of his other arm. He orders up a burger and a pair of sunglasses for Teddy and settles down to eat a bit before heading outside.

the-damsel.livejournal.com

[OOM: April's journal. Timed to last night.]

csi-catherine.livejournal.com

Hey, look at that. It's a Catherine Willows, CSI, in the bar.

She's going to order a tequila (or two) in a minute, so why don't you catch up to her before she gets completely drunked?

Current Mood: curious

ezekiel-36-27.livejournal.com

Dead man ~~walking~~ ~~sitting~~ having a burger.

Have at.

jack_inthegreen

Jack, at a table, drawing.

He has a glass of raspberry lemonade instead of tea. Will wonders never cease

[Summary: Jack and Asar-Suti on family by choice, old loves, and plans for the Solstice party. Jack and Raven on being a forgotten god. Jack Knight is shocked Jack Green has never heard of Opal City. Jack is not, in fact, an Ent--he just looks like one. He likes Bethany's choice of name for the new last scion. And Jack and Grissom say "I love you." To each other. YAY!]

bloodyrockgod

Charlie has taken his guitar and Seth out by the lakeside, in the shade of willow trees. Seth is playing with a star-shaped soft toy with many little arms to chew and pull and nibble. Charlie is playing music absently, keeping watch over his son.

[Summary: Teddy and Seth do not discuss universal domination--they focus more on peanut butter and their silly big people instead. Charlie and Angel on Roger and stalking. Bethany comforts Charlie and warns him about Loki. Bartleby and Charlie agree they need to see Wisconsin again.]

last_adam

*Adam's sitting on a bench in the corner of the bar, his legs drawn up to his chest. He's sipping from a mug of coffee, and reading a book. If you ask, he might tell you what it is. Maybe.*

Summary: Adam and Mordred talk. Adam gets upset, Mordred takes advantage, and Adam Is Bad. Ooops.

gorlim.livejournal.com

Gorlim is in a tree near the lake.

Writing. It is ABSOLUTELY NOT poetry about Aziraphael. >.>

He actually looks pretty happy. Shock! Come say hello.

Current Mood: content

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

Chase is sitting in a corner, looking a bit forlorn. He has abandoned the notebook in favor of the book he'd been reading a few days ago, and is absently sipping at a chocolate milkshake.

Come talk to him! He might be a little spaced-out right now, but he's perfectly up for a chat.

puckishly.livejournal.com

Puck is lying on top of the piano, glancing up into the rafters. There's nothing there just at the moment, but one never knows.

Today's a good day to be lazy. Of course, for him, every day is a good day to be lazy.

Sorry, did you have a point?

[Summary: Puck and Sneaky!Vetinari have knifeschmoop (yes, Amy and I are surprised, too). Raven and Puck meet and discuss the pointlessness of romance as the term applies to mortals. Mercutio and Puck snark, flirt, make out, and go upstairs; somewhere in there, it is decided that Puck is prettier than Yrael, but only by a little bit. Jack-in-the-Green sketches Puck, and the two are somewhat snippy with each other on the subjects of mortals, trees, and violence. Puck leaves in a huff. Last but not least, Atton flirts (?) with Puck, much after the fashion of a carnivorous plant. (Slowtimed.)]

awesome_lilly

Lilly comes downstairs sometime in the afternoon. She goes up to the bar and puts down a small package wrapped in shiny red paper and tied with gold ribbon, then scribbles a quick note.

"Bar, can you give this to Peter Pevensie the next time he's around? Thanks!"

The items vanish, and Lilly smiles at bar and wanders to a back booth to have lunch.

[Summary: Lilly gives Peter a present, their conversation veers into sweet, serious and tequila-laden waters. And then eventually they move to the hallway and THINGS GET TOTALLY OUT OF CONTROL EEEEEEE- er. They kiss.]

forsaken-bard.livejournal.com

Asmodean is leaning against the bar with his harp in hand.

A sad melody is playing.

Come visit tall, dark, handsome and angsty.

[OOC: As per usual, the mun is at school with research. Don't hesitate to bother, but there will be occasional slowness for science.]

moroccofor1year.livejournal.com

*Penny leaves the kitchen and heads out to the lake. If anyone notices a blond sleeping by the lake, she's just sunbathing but feel free to bug her anyway.*

undignified

Yawning slightly, Wes wanders down to the bar for breakfast. Breakfast is, after all, whatever time you wake up.

His missions haven't gone spectacularly so far. Probably his mun's lazy fault. In fact, he's starting to get pretty vaping bored.

He considers asking Bar for some paint and a stuffed Ewok -- essential tools for pranks -- but decides against it for now, and sticks with some regular breakfast.

chelleuncurled

Michelle comes downstairs and sits at the Bar.

She is not even close to happy.

She orders a mimosa, because that doesn't count as drinking in her mind.

It looks like she didn't sleep all that much last night, either;

el-vago.livejournal.com

Realizing that sitting at the bar is too tempting, Vago stands and heads to the lake to get some fresh air and clear his head.

He staggers but manages not to fall in. There he sits, staring out over the water.

Come help him cheer up.

Current Mood: more than buzzed

giftedthom.livejournal.com

*LTD¹, Thom wanders back into the bar, soaking wet. Still, he looks remarkably calm somehow~~, because he hates to make sense~~.

¹ Later That Day*

[OOC: Thom confuses Miki, who gets hit by a cod. He also talks to Tere about family things and music.]

sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com

Claire steps behind the bar and immediately sets about wiping her down and then straightening the rows of liquor and garnishes. She's in a good mood today and hums to herself as she works.

When she's finally done, she turns to the patrons around the bar and smiles.

"Can I get anybody anything?"

[[summary: Tony tell Claire about his fight with Jack and Michelle. She promises to talk to Michelle if she sees her around. She meets fellow Aussie Adam/Felicia/Sparkles for much yay. She and Guppy agree to forget about their hellfly grievances. She apologizes to Barry for her behavior last week and then explains her love for Sawyer. She meets Jack and Teddy and they set up plans for a picnic. She and Penny discuss the logistics of being wed to a war god and Asar-Suti comes by to apologize for not keeping a better eye on the hellfly.]]

sai_delgado

[OOM: Susan Delgado in the morning.]

youalleverybody.livejournal.com

At some point, a new sign goes up on the noticeboard:

To any musicians in the bar:

There is now a small recording studio in one of the guest rooms, available to anyone who wants to make use of it.

Contributions to costs by those who use the equipment will be welcomed but not required.

Contact Liam Pace.

Liam is around the bar somewhere, keeping an eye on the notice, should anyone be interested in this announcement and want to talk to him.

iwasalevel6.livejournal.com

There is a disappointed man sitting in a booth somewhere in Milliways. Please give him a hug.

gris_bug_man

Grissom is in the bar, once again reading up on the rites of the summer solstice.

He is humming under his breath, a song he heard several times in the lab. If one listens closely, one would recognize it as "Somewhere Only We Know".

He is keeping a casual eye out for Jack, but is open for conversation.

[Summary: Grissom welcomes his dear friend Catherine to Milliways. They discuss the loss of Sara for the Vegas lab, and whether or not the Bar could manage to get weirder. (Answer: Definitely) Grissom also meets Lt. Naraht for the first time, prompting a discussion on the origins of forensic science. Asar-Suti rounds out the afternoon with a discussion on popular names.]

creator_raven

Raven is in the bar, seated in a chair, one leg stretched carelessly into the aisle. He is currently absorbed with a tangle of wire, and several amber beads.

A carafe of water and a plate of fruit sit next to his elbow.

Feel free to share, if you like.

[Raven meets Ray, they speak of magic, and Ray's machines, and Ray realizes that yes, this is that Raven.]

faithful-slayer.livejournal.com

Slayer.

Piano.

Extremely depressing classical music.

Miserable expression.

Good luck changing any of those things anytime soon.

sai_delgado

Susan comes in from outside and glances around the room, then heads to the bar. Once there, she perches on a stool and makes a quiet request, which results in the appearance of white tea, an orange, and a sandwich.

She seems content enough, say true.

last_adam

*A bit dazed from his encounter with Mordred, Adam gets a drink. A big one. With lots of alcohol.*

ididntnameher.livejournal.com

[OOC: Parcel for Nymphadora Diphda Tonks]

Current Mood: proud

silverageflash.livejournal.com

Midday, and here's Barry again. You would think he has nothing better to do. Maybe he hasn't. Maybe it's a slow day for the Bar's chief investigative officer. Or maybe Barry is just taking it easy.

But here he is again, relazing with a lemonade in the back of the Bar.

Come and bother him, why don't you?

[ooc: Barry catches up with Jack Knight and talks about Jack's father, the first Starman; finally meets Tony but has no idea what to say to the grumpy CTU man; and is shocked to meet a young Wesley Dodds.]

zatanna-zatara.livejournal.com

Back here again. Zatanna briefly wishes she had some say in the matter but if the Bar wants her to keep showing up randomly, well, she's fine with that too.

She's not in her usual get-up. Just jeans and a old, faded Labyrinth T-shirt. She smiles as she dusts herself off. That's what she gets for offering to help Cass clean up the store after the run-in with her 'stalker.' How she had ended up also agreeing to dust and check inventory was beyond her. The Phantom Stranger had helped to which...well...he was nice enough. Good at making peanut butter sandwiches.

She orders a pot of Blackberry Sage tea and then finds a quiet table to sit at.

Current Mood: good

half-giant.livejournal.com

Hagrid is amused. He's just returned Stampy back to her suite, after spending the better part of an hour washing all the pumpkin guts off of her. She'd seen a bird in the garden, and ducked for cover in a huge mound of the seeds and muck that Hagrid had piled there.

Now he's a bit tired and wet from her frolicking in the makeshift bath, and looking for a tall cool drink, and maybe something to eat.

nita_callahan

Nita enters from upstairs, looking -- and feeling -- haggard. She's about to snag a booth when she sees someone she needs to apologize to.

highking.livejournal.com

Peter comes in through the House of Arch painting and heads to the bar for tea. He gets a package, as well (shiny!) and looks around, spotting Lilly in her booth.

He heads towards her, but you can probably catch him on the way if you want to chat.

alwaysroomforhope

Steph's spent most of the day nursing her First Ever Hangover, up in her room. Now that the worst of it has subsided, she's ready to try for her second.

She settles into a stool at the bar. "Tequila, please. Lots of it."

There's a brief pause, and then a glass of milk materialises in front of her. Steph sighs. "Well, it was worth a try. Thanks anyway, Bar."

maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com

Barmaid checklist: T-shirt: check
Jeans: check
Hair braided: check
Cheerful expression: check
Tray: check

Elaine's shift has started. Come see her for help!

underwater-owl.livejournal.com

Random is sitting at a table, soaking wet again.
He's looking dreary, and very, very lonely.
He wants to get a drink, but can't seem to decide what to get. So he settles for sitting, watching the readily spreading puddle of salt water at his feet.

http://users.livejournal.com/_venus_de_milo/

Venus is out by the lake killing fallen logs and tree branches.

"Crescent Beam!"

That log has been defeated in the name of Venus!

She huffs. "...just not the same..."

prettymaids

*Dru is sitting in a booth. She looks like she may have been there all night, since the almost full glass of blood on the table is starting to coagulate. Yummy!*

missginnytonic.livejournal.com

There is a Ginny in the bar.. She sits at a table doing her homework. feel free to distract her

the_lioness

*Alanna enters, some sort of modern looking book tucked under her arm, and takes a seat at the bar. She looks irritated and tired.*

lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com

Dream is in the bar. For the Saphlings amongst you, he is not wearing socks. So don't ask. His feet are bare.

He's got a glass of limeade, cold enough that water is condensing on the outside of the glass. Whether he got it from Bar, a rat, or just out of dreams is probably better not asked.

He looks, in so much as he ever looks thus, relaxed. Unlikely to get all red-texty or snarky. Confusing? Probably that. He is, after all, still Dream.

mad-martin.livejournal.com

Martin's back from....somewhere. Still in the Straight Jacket.

action-antihero.livejournal.com

Anyone paying attention might notice a couple different things about Jack today. One, the grumpy expression; not so unusual recently, but it hasn't been there in the last couple days. Two, the plurplish-blue bruise on his left cheekbone.

At the moment, he's sitting in a booth, poking at some pasta, his dayplanner next to his plate.

[Much-belated summary: Jack is mobbed by people wating to know WTF is up with the bruise on his cheek: he and Chris Chappelle actually have a friendly conversation, Kim gets to interrogate her dad; Elaine offers waitrressly assistance; and finally, Jack and Nita have a rather awkward conversation in which they make up before it turns to DOOM as she figures out Jack's big spoilery Season 4 secret.]

Current Mood: grumpy

clumsy_auror

[OOC: Letter to Ted and Andromeda Tonks]

doc-venkman.livejournal.com

Afternoon, and Dr. Venkman's still around. Still wearing the shiny gold Ghostbusters uniform.

It's shaping into a weird trend.

collects_ears

George is sitting at a table drinking tea. He looks up when Alanna enters, finishes the last of the tea in his cup, and walks over to her.

antarianmax.livejournal.com

Max.

Um, that's it, really.

iwasalevel6.livejournal.com

millichannel marker.

el-vago.livejournal.com

Back in from the lake, he sits by the fire and stares at the flames, listening to the music in his head.

He is feeling much better, and much less drunk.

Feel free to continue cheering him up.

skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com

Svava, in blue jeans, a pale pink blouse, and keds, sitting at a table, is doing some research.

Well, it rather looks more like her writing out notes and jotting down ideas, but it works for her. There's also a calico cat draped over her shoulders, seemingly watching the notes, a black cat sprawled over a couple pieces of papers, and a white and orange one eyeing Svava's pen as if he's planning to attack it when he works up enough energy.

Svava is also pet sitting while she researches. A laser pointer offers testimony as to how she tired out the trio so she could have some time to sit and write.

Summary:
1-A cod gets tossed at Svava. Three cats make short work of it. 2-Yrael and Svava head off to spar, as her magic won't hurt him. For added effect, Yrael goes all monster-fenrir-wolf. 3-Svava meets Logan, they talk about various wheres and whens. (slowtimed!) 4-Indy comes over, he and Svava start talking runes. 5-And the three cats are met up by a cabbit, and they discuss hunting lightning bugs or laser light dots, you be the judge.

the-woodpecker.livejournal.com

*Bernard's at the usual table.

Coffee.

Newspaper.

A shocking lack of scars.*

Current Mood: good

sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com

It's Wednesday, after her shift, and once again Claire is staring at the tabs board. She's already put this week's tuition on Indy's tab and, money clenched tightly in hand, is staring at Sawyer's name with apprehension.

So he'd noticed. And he hadn't sounded happy about it either, like she'd known he wouldn't.

She doesn't want to upset him, and even if it's not a lot-- really it's only a day's worth of drinking or perhaps a day or two of meals-- it's not worth starting a fight over.

But then. . . it is one more day he can stay with her and not get in trouble with the Bar. It's one more day she can keep him away from the streets of New Orleans.

It's one more day she can pretend her boyfriend isn't still a con man.

Nodding to herself, she sets the money on the bar and says quite clearly, "Please put that on Sawyer's tab." She waits until the money disappears and looks back at the boards. His tab has decreased.

If it makes him angry. . .well. . .she'll just have to deal with that then.

She sighs and heads towards the stairs.

nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com

There isn't an Ace in a bar.

There, is, however, an Ace by the lake. She's found a nice sun-warmed rock to sit on, and is staring out over the lake.

...

Maybe someone should convince her to come in for dinner.

(Summary: Claire comes with a picnic dinner, in the hopes that Ace won't take off again. Eventually introductions are made, Seth is his usually uber-adorable self, and they trade 'my life up 'til now' stories. Evidently Ace has been pretty sparing with the details. Then they discuss Tim - Claire tries to paint him in a better light than Ace sees him, but Ace is ~~terrified~~ skeptical.
Raven comes out to talk to Ace. Ace apologizes for her snappishness the day before, and they introduce themselves. Somehow the conversation wanders through dealing with Fenric, how Raven reminds her of the Doctor somewhat, how she's really Ace, even if everyone wants the old one back, and pyroism. It's a wide-ranging conversation. And Raven is really neat.)

blue_ajah

As the air parts, she simply appears near her preferred table. Moiraine is carrying an anthology of poetry again this evening, and has a small notebook as well.

The Aes Sedai settles at her table and opens her books, with an idle glance around the bar.

[Summary: Elaine brings tea at Dream's request and is convinced to take a short break, in which she and Moiraine discuss Elaine's family and background, with great canon similarity identified, and then move into feminism and finally discussion of their worlds. Morpheus appears, and Moiraine thanks him for his consideration, and then they are simply cute together for a while. Later, she and Roland discuss Cort's arrival and whether or not Roland should tell him things about the future; at some point later, Peter Pevensie asks her to Heal Caspian (although the healing is rejected in Caspian's thread). Afterwards, she returns to her table and is joined by Bran, who discusses poetry with her-- and is stunned by a plotty revelation. Meg drops by and tells Moiraine that she'll be joining the ranks-of-pseudo-immortal-mortals after her own death, and this is still under discussion, as the thread is slowtimed. Finally, Nita Callahan introduces herself and asks for help with a problem that concerns Asmodean, which immediately gets Moiraine's full attention... (Say it with me, folks: slowtimed.)]

indie-geek.livejournal.com

Seth's in the bar, stretched out across a booth playing a one-sided game of checkers. It would be much more fun with two people.

Current Mood: bored
Current Music: Never Gone- The Backstreet Boys

jedipilot.livejournal.com

Jaina's sitting at a booth, tinkering with her datapad out of boredom. There's a neglected bowl of soup on the table nearby. Every now and then, she looks up to see if there's anyone in the bar she knows. A distraction would be welcomed.

iwasalevel6.livejournal.com

Tony is outside by "his" tree looking decidedly full of woe. Somebody please give him 24 hugs, or something. He needs it.

Current Mood: breaky

shaka-buku.livejournal.com

There was a neurotic professional killer inna bar. You might have thought he was new, as little as he's there, but no. His mun is simply terrible and neglectful. ~~Blame the Woobie.~~

Martin sat at the end of the bar, all in black, a glass of scotch before him, appearing surprisingly calm. He was humming a bit of something by the Clash under his breath.

creator_raven

Raven is in the bar, slouched at a table. He appears to be playing with three sticks and a tangled ball of silk.

A pot of tea and a plate of sugar cookies are nearby.

Feel free to join him.

[In which Raven begins teaching Random how to use the Pattern to strengthen his shields, and shows Susan how to make charms for herself and her family.]

elastimom.livejournal.com

Helen enters the bar, and sits down with a mug of tea, and a copy of Ladies Home Journal.

It's her night off - Bob is watching the kids.

Please feel free to bother her.

Current Mood: relaxed

no-prisoner.livejournal.com

Eddie's behind the bar, just now shelving the last of his bartender's references and beginning to chalk up tonight's specials.

Specials:

Chocolate Covered Cherry
Carmel Candy Apple
Peach Death

He throws a towel over his shoulder and faces the bar again. "Good evening, folken. Happy Hour is now open. Welcome to Milliways, everybody."

[OOC: ETA: DAMN. Sorry, but I'm having a migraine and associated lousiness. Happy Hour is canceled and I'll slow time the threads that do exist. Good night.]

forsaken-bard.livejournal.com

Asmodean is sitting calmly in a well-cushioned chair. He is reading the Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge.

His harp rests nearby.

Come by and discuss literature with him.

iamnotstorm.livejournal.com

Sarah was back, and judging by the fact that her pants were made of leather and held on by suction (apparently) and the fact that her top was made of little more than a couple of glittery scarves held together with ribbon and hope, and also the fact that her hair was held up with an impressive array of clips and barrettes -a wonder they didn't add another five pounds alone- it could be surmised that she'd been planning on going somewhere else and had ended up here.

But the observation window as well as the plate of warm chocolate chip cookies, glass of ice cold milk and the copy of The Language of Birds that she'd gotten from Bar, were enough to make up for any crimp in her plans.

Company couldn't hurt either.

un_fallen

Raguel comes into the bar, leaving LA behind with an audible sigh of relief. It's been a hard day, and the evening so far has been worse, but the slump of his shoulders lifts a bit as he heads for the bar. He perches on a stool and takes a long drink, leaning back and closing his eyes. Good stuff.

Current Mood: relaxed

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

The Painted Cabbit
enters Milliways. Angst Beware!

b-hawkins.livejournal.com

[OOM: Ben and Samson talk and a plan is hatched]

stuck-mynock.livejournal.com

((OOM: Atton has a nightmare. Warning for corpses, vomiting and overuse of italics.))

Atton's just sitting at a booth, staring at a fascinating spot on the seat opposite him, barely moving at all. Feel free to come and disturb him, that interesting spot is no doubt getting boring by now.

((I only have about two hours left on the internet, so after that there may well be some heavy slowtiming. Just a warning.))

mctrillian.livejournal.com

All was good, until Trillian got hit in the head with a flying cod.

Now she's just unhappy.

"Hey! Who the hell did that?"

Glaring about, finding no guilty party and shrugging, Trillian throws the cod back.

'back' being a relative statement, since it isn't thrown in any particular direction.

shelley_winters

Shelley is in the bar. At the bar, in fact, contemplating a drink Bar gave her.

It is purple and fizzy, and meant to be vaguely alcoholic. She would be drinking it... but it's just so pretty!

[OOC: Asmodean shows up and plays Music of the Night (which is creepy in itself) before enchanting Shelley's drink and taking it a bit too far. Then Asar-Suti stops by and he and Shelley turn out to have a lot in common when it comes to drinks.]

henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com

At some point in the evening, Indy leaves a few short notes at the bar:

( Bernard... )

( Tim Hunter... )

( George Cooper... )

steadfastknight

A car sat to one end of the bar. Next to the car was a woman who was leaning in the open driver's side door, murmuring and now and then collecting printouts from the car's dash.

"Good... All right, that works... Only thing we're missing now is the coolant system," she said.

"We should speak to Ray," the car said. "He did sound as if he had some ideas."

"He did. And he'd better, otherwise I'm piping it for liquid nitrogen."

themoralvacuum.livejournal.com

Acheron + barseat = OTP yo, except in the way that it isn't, really. But he's at one, at the bar, aiming for mildly tipsy, if not drunk.

He's looking cheery, inasmuch as he ever does.

balletrat

*The front door opens, and in comes Meg, looking tired but not unusually so. She heads for a back booth and sits down, rather gratefully.*

and-far-away.livejournal.com

Sharpe is in the bar, working on inscribing names on the Nock gun again.

iris-attitude.livejournal.com

Iris comes downstairs, and sits at the bar. She orders a cup of tea and sips it silently, thinking.

thedigitalpimp.livejournal.com

Mouse is in the bar.
Mouse est dans la barre.
Mouse ist im Stab.
Mouse está en la barra.

~~Apparently, this is 'how many languages can the mun mangle with Babelfish' night.~~

[ooc: my email is apparently acting up. tags may be slow.]

prototype-karr.livejournal.com

Driving through the bar is a very pleased KARR. His scanner darts back and forth rapidly as he drives, and if anyone is close enough, they might hear him humming. More specifically, they might hear him humming 'Yankee Doodle Dandy.'

samael-diablo.livejournal.com

Lucifer lies on a table; not quite hidden, wrapped in a handful of shadows but visible to anyone who cares to look that way.

One knee bent up, one arm hanging off the table edge. A shirt the colour of the best cabernet you’ve ever tasted. Sleeves rolled up to the elbows.

You probably can’t see his eyelids from where you are, but he looks pretty damn asleep.

[OOC: *sighs* Warning for...sort of violence. Of the quiet, disturbing kind. Are we surprised? No. ~~Thom needs to find a better way of bonding with people.~~]

ineedavicodin.livejournal.com

House inna bar!

High on Vicodin. And nearly out.

Craving milkshake and onion rings. Bar provides both with a copy of Michael Crichton's Prey for his reading pleasure.

He's in a chair by the piano. Thinking about playing after he eats. Feel free to approach.

abtruse-wiggin.livejournal.com

Peter is sitting at a table, reading a book. It's his birthday today, but he hasn't really spread that fact around. Oops?

macleod_connor

This is Connor.

This is Connor at the bar.

This is Connor having Glenmorangie.

Any questions?

lastgunslinger

[Immediately previous.]

Roland is in a booth indulging in a very, very large breakfast. Sometimes you're just in the mood for such things, especially when you have been smoking and thinking and working, before that, and haven't eaten anything all day long.

lovesnotbroken.livejournal.com

Doctor Allison Cameron wanders downstairs, she is in an incredible mood. Come ~~try to ruin it~~ say Hi.

the_antiangst

Angel's at one of the tables, with pizza. No notebook tonight, he's just people-watching.

(Summary: Angel meets Mouse, for great pizza-sharing and agreement that Milliways is a good place to be dead. He also catches up with Roger, who actually isn't in too bad of a mood for once! That goes downhill after a bit, though.)

timsbooks.livejournal.com

(OOM: Tim doesn't care about rules, when it's his wife.))

*Tim storms through the front door, dressed a little differently. He's inverted from normal, with his shoes, pants, tenchcoat and gloves a brilliant white, and his shirt a dark black. He's still wearing a bright red tie. Oh, and sunglasses. The sleeves of his trenchcoat are stained bright red in spots with blood that is not his own. His first stop is of course the bar.*

Sweetie? Something strong.

*A cup of tea appears. Strong, like he likes it. And some kind of knot with a note. No, strike that, a couple of notes. He reads through them, idly fumbling with the knot. When he gets to Ravens, he smiles. Good. He gestures once, sharply, and a rat crawls out of his coat, grabs the knot, and runs back through the door. That should help. Come talk to Tim, he could probably use it.*

nonookie4u.livejournal.com

[oom: Strata and Iris begin their plan in Strata's Athens.]

[ooc:summary: Iris and Strata narrowly avoid being detected, grab Strata's jewels, then have much fun making illusionary crazy!Strata run around screaming that the house is flooding. She gets a few parting shots before jumping off a cliff, and Strata's evil husband gets what's coming to him. Both return to the Bar, but discover Strata is Bound.

kayip.livejournal.com

Behrooz is sitting at a booth, drinking a glass of soda and staring down at a drawing as if in deep thought. He's still trying to place the woman in the picture, even though he knows he won't. It's a good distraction from his dreams, in any case. He closes his eyes for a moment and tries to imagine what the woman would look like, but after a moment images from his dream the night before come up and he opens them quickly again.

He sits back in the booth.

He could use some company.

[ooc: Kyle meets Behrooz, and they talk about the mysterious drawing and being stuck in the Bar.]

maxwellsdemon02

Duo sits at a table, reading and looking vaguely pleased with himself. He's also got a pint of ice cream and a spoon, which are both currently in use.

Once again his braid is damp and half undone, this time from swimming in the lake.

asar-suti.livejournal.com

Asar-Suti is at the trilobite tank, with a little net.

He fishes something from the tank that you can't see, probably, from a few steps away, and puts it into a fish bowl standing beside the tank.

Do ask him whether he's lost his mind.

amightypirate.livejournal.com

Guybrush inna bar. He's had a busy night, looks like; He's shaved, and don't you just LOVE what he's done with his hair?

Looks like new clothes, too. Bar provides.

guppy_sandhu

[oom: Room 147, Mitzi loses her temper with Guppy]

el-vago.livejournal.com

Vago suddenly had the urge to be outdoors, so he headed outside.

Now hes next to the lake, leaning against a rock, staring up at the stars.
He's thinking about Lucia, and how having a drink right now would really cheer him up.

It's such a lovely night. Why is anyone still inside?

gil-whimple.livejournal.com

Gil enters the bar, tray across his arm, apron neatly tied, fur brushed and horns and hooves polished. One makes the best of what one has.

He looks around the room for familiar faces, sees everyone occupied, smiles and begins his usual round of snack distribution. While he does it he thinks of his conversation with Angie and amuses himself by constructing an eightlevel snack dispensing charm with temporal reference to Millitime. He's pretty sure it would work - but why bother?

[Gil helps Sooty catch baby trilobites and fails to respond to flirting thus carefully keeping goat-pr0n out of the Bar - hmmm self-summarisation is easy!]

thedemon-zabuza.livejournal.com

Zabuza notices that there is a new door where he thought he had originally come in. He cautiously opens it and steps through.

mogget_cat

*Yrael's over at the piano playing something sinuous and soft, something that insinuates itself into the hearing of anyone nearby. It is a dance tune of medium tempo, and very well played.*

green-shaft.livejournal.com

Connor likes to be well prepared. That's why he's been sleeping later since the bar has started grabbing him: as much as he likes to enjoy the early morning dew, he feels he needs to sacrifice a few minutes of it. If this place is going to keep interrupting his sleep, then he needs to prepare for this.

It's been working pretty well, but he hasn't been snatched by the bar again. At least not until today. And when he walks into it rather than his bedroom (for a third time), he can't help but grin a little.

He wonders what interesting things he'll see today...

the_seafarer

The front door opens, and Caspian walks in. He does not look so different from usual, except that he is pale and his eyes are red-rimmed and burning with tiredness. His left forearm is bandaged, and his face is set, his expression unreadable. Getting a tea, hot water and some bandages from the bar, he goes quietly to a chair by the fire and methodically unravels the bandage from his arm, revealing a rather nasty gash that runs up the length of his forearm, red and inflamed.

He begins to clean it with a bandage dipped in the hot water, and to rebandage it as best he can.

Caspian stares into the flames, his tea forgotten.

[ooc: My first over 100-comment! Breaky!Caspian talks first to Raven, who offers to heal his arm, but ends up bandaging it instead, as per Caspian's rather unusal request, and then they discover a common acquaintance in Susan Pevensie; next, to C--the Green Arrow, who, thanks to the marvels of Milliways, also binds his arm for him (this will be a running theme here, people), and they talk about the boat. Next up is Peter Pevensie, who attempts to have Moiraine heal Caspian's arm and is annoyed when Caspian asks her not to, and they talk about Rilian and his enchantment. Lysistrata comes over and helps Caspian out, which is good for him and angsty for her.]

vaapadmaster.livejournal.com

Mace Windu leaves a note at the sign board. He is looking for a surgeon, to extract some foreign bits (aka shards of a reinforced window) from his body so he can heal up completely.

The note is removed next day. Seems the problem was taken care of.

OOC: First, Rachel helped with the Glass Shards. Warning, log from MSN Messanger.

Then a friendly cabbit found someone to take care of the missing hand. Read below.

spooky-shrink.livejournal.com

Dr. Malcolm Crowe shuts the door of his new room behind him and returns to the bar. He's feeling *much* better after a full night's sleep and the rest of the Glenmorangie.

He's back in his suit and long trenchcoat, but he's wearing the new shirt Bar gave him last night. Definitely an improvement over the bloodsoaked one he came to the Bar in.

He looks around, not really expecting to see a familiar face--he's only met a couple of people--but hoping he might start what will probably be a long process of adjusting to this strange new place.

milliways_sawyer

[OOC: Sawyer does some thinking out by the lake, and that's a dangerous thing.]

Current Mood: contemplative

capt_angie

*Angelina comes down the stairs and heads for the bar. If she looks a bit depressed, it's because she is.*

Hey Bar... Firewhiskey and paradoxes please.

*They appear and she downs the whiskey in one and the orders a butterbeer.*

-theif-catcher.livejournal.com

A man walks through the front door. The only two things that seem notable about him, are that his face looks like is has been carved out of aged wood, and that he carries a staff about as thick as his thumb.

He looks smoothly over the bar, taking everything in with not much more than a glance. He seems alittle uneasy, possibly this isn't what he expected to see when he walked through the door.

"This doesn't feel right" He mumbles to himself.

gone_byebye

Ray had a fairly disquieting thought earlier today and wound up spending most of the afternoon in his room. He comes downstairs in search of food and actual conversation, since let's face it, it's a mess up there.

[Summary: Martin Miggs comes around and talks to Ray about food. Because, well- FOOD. But not pixy sticks.

Scribble the baby raptor comes by with her toy! There is tug-of-war and then the rope is torn to bits, so Ray deploys one of his flashyballs and gets himself some protection against pointy bits, and then there is feeding time for the ickle Mesozoic deathbringer.

Lysistrata also pops up, and there is some discussion of things like rings and faked deaths and Spartan idiocy, and on the idiocy theme Ray reveals that he's currently having an envy/jealousy problem, and can't quite seem to get over it. Even though he knows it's stupid.

Scary scary Tim Hunter comes by to ask about borrowing a PKE meter. Ray is somewhat reluctant at first, but when he hears what happened to Ace, he hands the meter over without a quibble.

Hurley comes around to ask Ray what he knows about freakydeaky numbers and good / bad fortune combinations. Ray adds another item to his research queue as a result.

And finally, Akito turns up, and there is discussion of ID cards and communications gaps before Ray boggles a little at the name of Nergal Heavy Industries. Give the man a break, he's been studying Sumerian for the past week...]

doc-lecter.livejournal.com

OOM: Hannibal and Iris in Florence. Culture shock and sex. PG-13 for heavy petting and FTB.

fairest1.livejournal.com

*Snow is in the bar with the twins. They're in the usual booth, eating dinner*

shipscook.livejournal.com

Akito descends the stairs and heads for the bar, looking thoughtful. This evening he decides to order a cherry Mars cola, and then he clears his throat. "Ah, Bar?"

No reply, of course.

"I've noticed some people get books and other things, and I was wondering..."

Still no reply.

"Do you happen to have the Gekiganger III "Geki-In" Memory Collection book back there? Maybe?" He lays his ID card on the bar just in case, then lets out a gleeful noise as the asked-for book appears. It's pretty garish and cartoony looking, but it prompts a flurry of squeaked "thankyou" noises as he scrambles to a booth. He's never seen one outside plastic wrapping before, after all.

[Summarized: Akito meets Ryo-Oh-Ki, who delivers a self-esteem boost and cuteness. Cute fuzzy talking animal types are good for shonen heroes.]

theravenboy

A boy was playing the harp in his tidy bedroom in Wales. Now he is playing the harp at Milliways.

[Summary: Bran meets Raven, who turns out to be his cousin, sort of, and receives a leather jacket from Ako.]

witchy-rebel.livejournal.com

Somewhere, in a lonely castle, a slender young witch opens her door and slips into Milliways. She doesn't like surprised, but she never did, did she?

To keep with something of a habit, Morgan walks over to her newly claimed table, sits on it cross-legged and starts watching the stars die.

- they never get any deader.