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Jun. 18th, 2005 12:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
capt_angie*Angelina comes down the stairs into the bar and spots a very familiar looking red-head. She pauses for moment, surprised to see him, before heading over to him.*
Jun. 18th, 2005
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Jun. 18th, 2005 12:27 amv_knidh8erThe five Rogues have been very busy as of late. They found less time to rebel when then assumed the positions of the entire Loompa work force. And though none of them will admit it openly, they are quite pleased with their work.
It's just that publicly they're rather fond of putting on a show about how put out they are about having to do it in the first place.
They enter the bar proper from a dumbwaiter, that only seems to exist so long as they need it.
Now look at that Barman, that's the way you do it.
You sit on your butt with that hott lady.
That ain't workin', that's the way you do it
Get your drinks for nothin', and your love for free.
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell you that guy ain't dumb.
Maybe burn a little of his pinky finger
Maybe get a burn on his thumb
We've got to clean up everyone's bathroom
Custom laundry deliveries.
We've got to move the refrigerators
We've got to clean the karaoke machine.
The song is cut short when they catch a closer look at The Bar. Five pairs of tiny orange hands reach out to touch the damage. Five pairs of hands again recoil in shared pain.
This will not do.
This will not do at all.
They drop everything that they are doing, and scurry to various and sundry hiding spots and passages around the bar, gathering materials for their own brand of first aid.
It's just that publicly they're rather fond of putting on a show about how put out they are about having to do it in the first place.
They enter the bar proper from a dumbwaiter, that only seems to exist so long as they need it.
Now look at that Barman, that's the way you do it.
You sit on your butt with that hott lady.
That ain't workin', that's the way you do it
Get your drinks for nothin', and your love for free.
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell you that guy ain't dumb.
Maybe burn a little of his pinky finger
Maybe get a burn on his thumb
We've got to clean up everyone's bathroom
Custom laundry deliveries.
We've got to move the refrigerators
We've got to clean the karaoke machine.
The song is cut short when they catch a closer look at The Bar. Five pairs of tiny orange hands reach out to touch the damage. Five pairs of hands again recoil in shared pain.
This will not do.
This will not do at all.
They drop everything that they are doing, and scurry to various and sundry hiding spots and passages around the bar, gathering materials for their own brand of first aid.
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mapmakerchur.livejournal.comChur has taken one of the cushions from the couch and is sitting on the floor, her back against the side of the couch, playing Cat's Cradle. Or, well, she calls it Spider's Holding, but the game's functionally the same.
Come play! (Or come be startled at her leonine-ness, or come offer to refill the empty mug that's on the floor next to her. Whatever.)
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Jun. 18th, 2005 12:31 ammilliways_sawyerOh, look. It's Sawyer in his natural habitat: sitting in a booth drinking whiskey.
No flash photography. It'll just upset him.
He might be listening to his iPod, or his mun might just be conforming.
[OOC: Sawyer chats briefly with Hurley, schmoops with Claire, and gives Seth his first Blackjack lesson.]
No flash photography. It'll just upset him.
He might be listening to his iPod, or his mun might just be conforming.
[OOC: Sawyer chats briefly with Hurley, schmoops with Claire, and gives Seth his first Blackjack lesson.]
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Jun. 18th, 2005 12:40 amgot-batteries.livejournal.comHurley sits down at the bar, looking around for any familliar faces, or any unfamilliar faces that might want to talk and stuff.
Entrance Post
Jun. 18th, 2005 12:47 amnoattachmentsThe front door opens and a woman dressed in jeans, tanktop, and a white overshirt enters Milliways Bar. She looks around, masking the confussion in her eyes. A bar inside a cave? Impossible.
Kate shrugs away the feelings of doubt, readjusting her ponly tale as she eyes the other partons mulling around the bar. After a moment's hesitation, she walks over to the counter. Best to blend in.
Kate shrugs away the feelings of doubt, readjusting her ponly tale as she eyes the other partons mulling around the bar. After a moment's hesitation, she walks over to the counter. Best to blend in.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 12:50 amshipscook.livejournal.comThe neverending struggle of Akito versus Food continues. At the moment, though, it's just a bowl of noodles in broth and his attention is taken up mostly by his magazine. Still, he's comfortably draped across a booth seat and looks as relaxed as he ever gets.
OOM: The Space Between
Jun. 18th, 2005 01:30 amgeeky-agent.livejournal.com[OOM: Jack tries to comfort Chris, they talk and things take an unexpected turn.]
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Jun. 18th, 2005 02:11 amel-vago.livejournal.comVago walks back in from the lake, again feeling rather rejected. Not because of mistakes this time, or at least not mistakes he could put his finger on. He had just met Robin Goodfellow, and lost at his favorite game
He glances around at all of the patrons quickly before making his way to a table in a central location and sitting there, waiting.
He glances around at all of the patrons quickly before making his way to a table in a central location and sitting there, waiting.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 05:03 amtalented-biter.livejournal.comSunny is up early.
Perhaps she is Plotting.
Perhaps she's had nightmares a lot lately and doesn't want to sleep more than she has to.
But she is up early. With her blanket and her doll dragged with her, on in each hand, as she enters the bar and looks about. For entertainment.
Perhaps she is Plotting.
Perhaps she's had nightmares a lot lately and doesn't want to sleep more than she has to.
But she is up early. With her blanket and her doll dragged with her, on in each hand, as she enters the bar and looks about. For entertainment.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 05:40 amel-vago.livejournal.comAt a table near by,
Another long horrible night that just went from bad to worse.
He had known better. He knew he did. What had happened to him. His self controll, his wits, suddenly everything that had been going wrong was on his head.
That same head which was now nested in his arms on the table. If you could see his face you would probably see that he was weeping.
So much pain, so much guilt, so much innocent suffering all came rushing back to him at once, and it was too much to contain any longer.
He knew what he would do. What he had to do. He would wait. Wait as he had been for 24 hours for his punishment. Wait as he had been for the last 2 weeks for Arithon. Wait as he had been for the last year, for another chance to see his wife. and to wait as he had been for 28 years, to realize that his life did indeed have some purpose.
He will not likely be good company, but he could use some comforting.
Another long horrible night that just went from bad to worse.
He had known better. He knew he did. What had happened to him. His self controll, his wits, suddenly everything that had been going wrong was on his head.
That same head which was now nested in his arms on the table. If you could see his face you would probably see that he was weeping.
So much pain, so much guilt, so much innocent suffering all came rushing back to him at once, and it was too much to contain any longer.
He knew what he would do. What he had to do. He would wait. Wait as he had been for 24 hours for his punishment. Wait as he had been for the last 2 weeks for Arithon. Wait as he had been for the last year, for another chance to see his wife. and to wait as he had been for 28 years, to realize that his life did indeed have some purpose.
He will not likely be good company, but he could use some comforting.
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millichannelwellthrownstone.livejournal.com*Garion's behind the bar, the kettles on, the coffee's up.*
Breakfast anyone?
[ooc: mun has to go for a couple hours. laters!]
Breakfast anyone?
[ooc: mun has to go for a couple hours. laters!]
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Jun. 18th, 2005 09:29 ama-fell.livejournal.com*Aziraphael walks into the bar. He's wearing a black shirt, one that doesn't suit him in the least.
He goes to the Bar and asks for something in a quiet voice. A small apple appears by his hand and he nods, picking it up and heading out to the lake.
After a moment he reappears, dusting off his hands, and heads for an empty booth*
He goes to the Bar and asks for something in a quiet voice. A small apple appears by his hand and he nods, picking it up and heading out to the lake.
After a moment he reappears, dusting off his hands, and heads for an empty booth*
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Jun. 18th, 2005 10:23 amlast_adam*Fresh off of work (don't worry, he locked the door before leaving), Adam heads into the bar. Aziraphael hadn't been in the shop while he was there, which was unusual. Something's definitely been strange these past few days with him, but Adam couldn't quite put his finger on it. So instead he goes up and orders a lunch which he takes to a table in the corner.*
Summary: Adam meets Morgan, and shocks her with news of her future son. They talk about Mordred and Arthur and death (cue ominous music). Alanna and Adam chat about horses; Alanna offers to teach Adam to ride, Adam agrees to help Alanna with pranks.
Summary: Adam meets Morgan, and shocks her with news of her future son. They talk about Mordred and Arthur and death (cue ominous music). Alanna and Adam chat about horses; Alanna offers to teach Adam to ride, Adam agrees to help Alanna with pranks.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 10:56 amgris_bug_manEntomologist in the bar. Looking very pleased with all things occuring in his life.
He is reading a newspaper and listening to some music. Feel free to interrupt, though you might have to cause a racket to get his attention.
He is reading a newspaper and listening to some music. Feel free to interrupt, though you might have to cause a racket to get his attention.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 10:59 amiris-attitude.livejournal.comIris walks downstairs calmly and sits in a chair by the fire. She carefully folds her legs underneath her and leans back in the chair, staring into the flames silently.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 11:40 amsomeonesdogTwo days before Full Moon.
Angua's going to stay in the Bar for that time, in case she misses it. So she gets herself a room key from the Bar, and settles down at a table with a vegetarian pasta dish.
She's welcome conversation.
Angua's going to stay in the Bar for that time, in case she misses it. So she gets herself a room key from the Bar, and settles down at a table with a vegetarian pasta dish.
She's welcome conversation.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 12:11 pmiamnotstorm.livejournal.comSarah was out by the lake, just sprawled out in the grass, sunglasses over her eyes, arms folded behind her head, the position causing her 'Proud to be Ravenclaw' t-shirt to hitch up, showing a band of bare skin between the hem of the shirt and the waist of her jeans.
At that particular moment she was watching clouds, finding shapes in them, and occasionally making shapes with them, just because she could, and if she was here she was missing practice at home, so may as well get it in somehow.
Chances are good that she wouldn't turn away company.
At that particular moment she was watching clouds, finding shapes in them, and occasionally making shapes with them, just because she could, and if she was here she was missing practice at home, so may as well get it in somehow.
Chances are good that she wouldn't turn away company.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 12:22 pmonnapolicecar.livejournal.comJoyce is in a corner booth, with tea and lunch.
She's been very quiet, and hasn't met anybody new yet.
Anybody wanna change that?
She's been very quiet, and hasn't met anybody new yet.
Anybody wanna change that?
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Jun. 18th, 2005 01:01 pmi-miss-eddie.livejournal.comColumbia walks downstairs and sits in a booth, Please feel free to bug her.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 01:16 pmtea-and-honor.livejournal.comAko wanders in the bar.
We'll assume, for the sake of argument, that she uses a door. In this case, the back door rather than the front door.
Behind her, outside, are a couple of demonic bunnies who aren't quite sure what just happened...but are fairly certain that they did not used to be pastel orange plaid.
We'll assume, for the sake of argument, that she uses a door. In this case, the back door rather than the front door.
Behind her, outside, are a couple of demonic bunnies who aren't quite sure what just happened...but are fairly certain that they did not used to be pastel orange plaid.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 01:36 pmfaithful-slayer.livejournal.comFaith.
Up in the rafters.
Lunch, water.
Up in the rafters.
Lunch, water.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 01:37 pmnotyour-broom.livejournal.com*Broom sweeps around the bar, carefully sweeping the room and wiping down empty tables*
iwasalevel6.livejournal.comTony is back in the bar, looking more refreshed than he has in days. He sits at the bar and orders a cup of coffee, along with a bowl of grapes. The newest edition of the Chicago Tribune appears with his food.
Yeah, he's reading a newspaper. Doesn't mean you can't disturb him in the meanwhile.
[ For the Millichannel Summarizer: Gil Grissom briefly speaks to Tony Almeida about crossword puzzles and entomology; Jaina learns about the United States educational system; lastly, Michelle Dessler concludes that, in order to live out their future, she and Tony must separate. Neither party takes the news well. Tony convinces Michelle to spend time with him upstairs. So if you don't see either of them for a while... ]
Yeah, he's reading a newspaper. Doesn't mean you can't disturb him in the meanwhile.
[ For the Millichannel Summarizer: Gil Grissom briefly speaks to Tony Almeida about crossword puzzles and entomology; Jaina learns about the United States educational system; lastly, Michelle Dessler concludes that, in order to live out their future, she and Tony must separate. Neither party takes the news well. Tony convinces Michelle to spend time with him upstairs. So if you don't see either of them for a while... ]
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Jun. 18th, 2005 02:36 pmprince-arithon.livejournal.comArithon enters the bar. He doesn't have his harp.
He does have his singed coat. He's still pissed about the coat. It comes off looking...a lot like his normal expression, really. e'brand Masterbard.
Faith comes over and it is established that Arithon is not upset with her for what happened re: Lysaer. The subject of Mel comes up and a lot is said with very few words. The Slayer and the demon-binder talk about home, which becomes a re-occurring theme in the post. Home, and the fact that this is it. Arithon's over-abundance of curses is touched on, and then Arithon makes Faith blush.
Then Bernard shows up to let Arithon know that Vago has been put in the cells. They bond over the wonderful mystery of women, and Bernard doesn't see Arithon as grumpy or any of those other things which everyone else knows about. Home comes up, again, and Bernard asks if Lysaer is the person who started the war. Curse of the Mistwraith is summarized in one really long post. Bernard is floored. The conversation switches to hearing magic. Arithon can, Bernard thinks that's cool. Home comes up again (hey, he's feeling grateful for being here), then the subject of Joe comes up. Bernard asks how Arithon is dealing with it, Arithon admits that he pretty much isn't. There is much pain but no actual breakage on either side. A small side track involving the exact bounds of the rules and minor plotting re: Vago leads back to the fact that Bernard doesn't think Arithon is grumpy.
Some point after that, for great continuity, Alanna shows up at high-speed to find out if Arithon is okay. She's all set to chew him out before finding out that nobody told him about Lysaer. This thread is whimsical and breaky in turn as Arithon is persuaded to talk about his past but attempts to keep Alanna from feeling to sorry for him. Including coming up with the Paravian for "one who stands behind small, grumpy sorcerers in order to push them into fishponds". Also, Arithon gets offered Alanna's horse to ride.
He does have his singed coat. He's still pissed about the coat. It comes off looking...a lot like his normal expression, really. e'brand Masterbard.
Faith comes over and it is established that Arithon is not upset with her for what happened re: Lysaer. The subject of Mel comes up and a lot is said with very few words. The Slayer and the demon-binder talk about home, which becomes a re-occurring theme in the post. Home, and the fact that this is it. Arithon's over-abundance of curses is touched on, and then Arithon makes Faith blush.
Then Bernard shows up to let Arithon know that Vago has been put in the cells. They bond over the wonderful mystery of women, and Bernard doesn't see Arithon as grumpy or any of those other things which everyone else knows about. Home comes up, again, and Bernard asks if Lysaer is the person who started the war. Curse of the Mistwraith is summarized in one really long post. Bernard is floored. The conversation switches to hearing magic. Arithon can, Bernard thinks that's cool. Home comes up again (hey, he's feeling grateful for being here), then the subject of Joe comes up. Bernard asks how Arithon is dealing with it, Arithon admits that he pretty much isn't. There is much pain but no actual breakage on either side. A small side track involving the exact bounds of the rules and minor plotting re: Vago leads back to the fact that Bernard doesn't think Arithon is grumpy.
Some point after that, for great continuity, Alanna shows up at high-speed to find out if Arithon is okay. She's all set to chew him out before finding out that nobody told him about Lysaer. This thread is whimsical and breaky in turn as Arithon is persuaded to talk about his past but attempts to keep Alanna from feeling to sorry for him. Including coming up with the Paravian for "one who stands behind small, grumpy sorcerers in order to push them into fishponds". Also, Arithon gets offered Alanna's horse to ride.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 02:48 pmmacleod_connorImmortal Scot sitting at a table with coffee, toast and a newspaper. He doesn't look busy and, yes, he knows that Faith is in the rafters.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 03:34 pmmogget_cat*Yrael wanders in from the lake area, looking rather... ragged around the edges.*
*Not physically, though. Just... his edges are a bit less solid than usual, and he seems a brighter white, almost glowing.*
*Other than that, there is no sign that he is so tired.*
*He gets a glass of milk and heads over to the couch by the fire.*
(ooc: SUMMARY: Finding the best sleep spot taken, Lady Ako and the exhausted Yrael make Mercutio pay them with sushi. Yrael, being the good friend he is, also helps the Sorceress Iris reconcile the idea that Hannibal is a Gentleman and a Monster at the same time, thus helping along one of the weirdest pairings in the bar. Iris leaves Yrael asleep on a cushion on a chair.)
*Not physically, though. Just... his edges are a bit less solid than usual, and he seems a brighter white, almost glowing.*
*Other than that, there is no sign that he is so tired.*
*He gets a glass of milk and heads over to the couch by the fire.*
(ooc: SUMMARY: Finding the best sleep spot taken, Lady Ako and the exhausted Yrael make Mercutio pay them with sushi. Yrael, being the good friend he is, also helps the Sorceress Iris reconcile the idea that Hannibal is a Gentleman and a Monster at the same time, thus helping along one of the weirdest pairings in the bar. Iris leaves Yrael asleep on a cushion on a chair.)
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Jun. 18th, 2005 04:05 pmthe-woodpecker.livejournal.com*Bernard's in the bar, at the Bar.
Coffee.
PDA that Lilly gave him.
Note that Mel left him.
Not the worst mood ever, really.
La.*
Coffee.
PDA that Lilly gave him.
Note that Mel left him.
Not the worst mood ever, really.
La.*
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Jun. 18th, 2005 04:18 pmdalekity.livejournal.comThe Dalek is sitting by a booth, it's eyepiece turning and focusing on each person in the bar seperately. Feel free to disturb, it could do with some company.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 04:43 pmaccessobrian.livejournal.comThis time it's for real. Chloe's heading out the door and she isn't coming back. For about a week. Feel free to catch her before she goes if you want.
She might act civil.
[ooc: Ok, all threads are in slow-time. Chloe's currently out of milliways in her first thread (with Ryan), but if you need to have your character talk to her, please do tag here. *nudges Sawyer and red-headed Bill*]
She might act civil.
[ooc: Ok, all threads are in slow-time. Chloe's currently out of milliways in her first thread (with Ryan), but if you need to have your character talk to her, please do tag here. *nudges Sawyer and red-headed Bill*]
Dinner Specials
Jun. 18th, 2005 05:08 pmdoc-lecter.livejournal.comHannibal Lecter walks out of the kitchen and posts the 
( night's specials. )
(Summary: Hannibal talks to Asar-Suti, who wants some good food. Q shows up and tells Suti he needs to stink to get Gil's juices flowing. Iris shows up and they play wonderful music together, but Hannibal won't sleep in her room with her tonight. Thom meets Hannibal: Rated MS for Mild Snark.)
( night's specials. )(Summary: Hannibal talks to Asar-Suti, who wants some good food. Q shows up and tells Suti he needs to stink to get Gil's juices flowing. Iris shows up and they play wonderful music together, but Hannibal won't sleep in her room with her tonight. Thom meets Hannibal: Rated MS for Mild Snark.)
key-youth-bert.livejournal.comThere's a gunslinger on the couch.
With--yep, that's a baby.
He looks halfway between nervous and enchanted.
Possibly also wondering why his coffee is now blue mango juice.
With--yep, that's a baby.
He looks halfway between nervous and enchanted.
Possibly also wondering why his coffee is now blue mango juice.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 05:55 pmundignifiedWes is at the bar, half-full glass of Whyren's beside him.
He would have the feeling that he missed something rather important last night, but he isn't paying attention to those instincts just now. He's rather more occupied with asking Bar for--
"--any paint? Orange? Or yellow?"
Nothing. Oh well. He's not quite worked out what he'll do with paint anyway, after all. Someone distract him before he does?
He would have the feeling that he missed something rather important last night, but he isn't paying attention to those instincts just now. He's rather more occupied with asking Bar for--
"--any paint? Orange? Or yellow?"
Nothing. Oh well. He's not quite worked out what he'll do with paint anyway, after all. Someone distract him before he does?
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Jun. 18th, 2005 06:23 pmcreator_ravenRaven settles himself in a chair, with a plate of vegetables and a cup of water.
He is fiddling with a piece of green felt, and several carved wooden buttons.
Feel free to interrupt.
[Raven and Audrey talk about death, drama, and its place in politics. Raven and Iris meet, and discuss arriving at the bar, tasks, and human emotion. Raven meets Duo, and they speak of magic, the fae, and Puck.]
He is fiddling with a piece of green felt, and several carved wooden buttons.
Feel free to interrupt.
[Raven and Audrey talk about death, drama, and its place in politics. Raven and Iris meet, and discuss arriving at the bar, tasks, and human emotion. Raven meets Duo, and they speak of magic, the fae, and Puck.]
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Jun. 18th, 2005 06:27 pmaudieraines.livejournal.comAudrey's mun's other main pup is, er, busy. That means she can come out to play in the bar! Audrey heads straight to the bar and orders a glass of wine and a nice, juicy steak dinner, then finds a table and sits.
She wouldn't mind company at all.
She wouldn't mind company at all.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 06:31 pmfutures_of_ashRachel is once more in the bar. And for a wonder she seems to be doing something close to constructive.
In fact...there seems to be a stack papers...
...and she's grading them?
In fact...there seems to be a stack papers...
...and she's grading them?
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Jun. 18th, 2005 06:51 pmgeeky-agent.livejournal.comChris carefully makes her way down to the bar, skulking in corners and trying to see who is in the bar before actually entering.
When she is certain the coast is clear she goes up to the bar and orders some food. She hasn't eaten since she snuck down in the bar last night. She takes her plate of food and looks for the most remote booth she can find. When finding one near on the otherside of the bar, she makes a beeline for it.
She's a little worried about talking to ... quite a few people really but one in particular. But don't let that stop you.
When she is certain the coast is clear she goes up to the bar and orders some food. She hasn't eaten since she snuck down in the bar last night. She takes her plate of food and looks for the most remote booth she can find. When finding one near on the otherside of the bar, she makes a beeline for it.
She's a little worried about talking to ... quite a few people really but one in particular. But don't let that stop you.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 07:02 pmnarnianknight.livejournal.comHis visits here are becoming more frequent, and he cannot truthfully say he regrets this. For a few hours, he is out of the Dark Realm yet does not have to wear the armour that hides his face when he travels the Overworld with his Lady.
The Knight gets a glass of wine from the bar and sits by the fire.
The Knight gets a glass of wine from the bar and sits by the fire.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 07:10 pmgone_byebyeRay enters via the front door for once, a big red toolbox in one hand. He's whistling cheerfully as he heads over to the Bar in search of dinner.
The air next to his plate of meatloaf starts to shimmer.
"Sha epishia u mushtepishti-ia, is mass-ssarati sha mushi lipshuru ruxisha limnuti, pisha lu-u ZAL.LU Lishanusha Lu-u Tabtu, sha iqbu-u amat limutti-ia kima ZAL.LU litta-tuk, qi-ishrusha pu-uttu-ru ipshetusha xulluqu, kal amatusha malla-a sseri, okay?"
The shimmering stops.
"Thank you."
At least he can eat in peace.
The air next to his plate of meatloaf starts to shimmer.
"Sha epishia u mushtepishti-ia, is mass-ssarati sha mushi lipshuru ruxisha limnuti, pisha lu-u ZAL.LU Lishanusha Lu-u Tabtu, sha iqbu-u amat limutti-ia kima ZAL.LU litta-tuk, qi-ishrusha pu-uttu-ru ipshetusha xulluqu, kal amatusha malla-a sseri, okay?"
The shimmering stops.
"Thank you."
At least he can eat in peace.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 07:12 pmalwaysroomforhopeStephanie is in the bar. Well, more or less. She's in the rafters again, although she's not walking on her hands this time; she's lying on a beam being Very Still and Watching People.
She's holding, not wearing, her mask, and she doesn't look like she's entirely comfortable without it on yet.
[Akito and Steph talk about heroes, wars, and giant robots while perched in the rafters; Mace Windu helps Steph deal with a little of her OMGANGSTWOE, in an Important Character Development way; and she gets off to a bad start with Jack Knight, but makes up, and promises to talk again.]
She's holding, not wearing, her mask, and she doesn't look like she's entirely comfortable without it on yet.
[Akito and Steph talk about heroes, wars, and giant robots while perched in the rafters; Mace Windu helps Steph deal with a little of her OMGANGSTWOE, in an Important Character Development way; and she gets off to a bad start with Jack Knight, but makes up, and promises to talk again.]
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Jun. 18th, 2005 07:27 pmtimsbooks.livejournal.com*Tim is lounging in the bar, quite happy with himself. And from time to time he bounces a crystal ball off the ceiling. Come chat with him.*
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Jun. 18th, 2005 07:37 pmaction-antihero.livejournal.comJack's sitting in the usual chair by the fireplace, sipping a cup of coffee. The bruise is still on his cheek, though it's lightened slightly, to a bluish hue. He's a little preoccupied at the moment, due to a few things that have happened recently, so he's staring into the fireplace. There's one person he's not sure whether he wants to talk to or not; if your initials aren't CC, you're pretty safe.
[ooc:Skedaddling for an hour or so. Feel free to tag, and I'll respond when I get back. Back!]
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Jun. 18th, 2005 07:46 pmprototype-karr.livejournal.comHeading down the stairs is a young man-although as soon as he reaches the bottom he takes car form, his scanner flicking from side to side steadily. KARR begins to idly drive around the bar, humming a bit to himself she he tries to decide whose business he'll stick his prow into today.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 07:47 pmnot-speedy.livejournal.comRoy Harper wanders into the bar. Lian's at a slumber party. It's time to rock the casbah. Or something.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 07:54 pmmogget_cat*There is a blurry white cat sleeping an exhausted sleep, draped over a pillow on the seat of a chair.*
(ooc: SUMMARY: From where Iris left him on a cushion on a chair seat, Yrael is visited by Audrey who is reminded of bad times by the silently listening not'cat. Yrael wakes up enough to reveal why he is exhausted to Dr Lecter, who knows that Yrael has been working on something for him for the past few days. They discuss uses for lit-up cushions and come up with some really good ideas, such as nightlights and decorative party-lights, and a new lightsource for the Milliways lighthouse which doesn't exist (yet). Also, Jason comes by and asks Yrael to make him some silver bullets for Archie. Yrael agrees, after the obligatory snark.)
(ooc: SUMMARY: From where Iris left him on a cushion on a chair seat, Yrael is visited by Audrey who is reminded of bad times by the silently listening not'cat. Yrael wakes up enough to reveal why he is exhausted to Dr Lecter, who knows that Yrael has been working on something for him for the past few days. They discuss uses for lit-up cushions and come up with some really good ideas, such as nightlights and decorative party-lights, and a new lightsource for the Milliways lighthouse which doesn't exist (yet). Also, Jason comes by and asks Yrael to make him some silver bullets for Archie. Yrael agrees, after the obligatory snark.)
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Jun. 18th, 2005 07:56 pmblue-bat.livejournal.comDick is in a mood where he feels like indulging in random acrobats. However, he -also- feels like being nostalgic and looking over these photobooks Alfred sent him, and he can't really do both. So instead, he's settling for sitting crosslegged on top of a table, surrounded by scrapbooks and photobooks, with one in his lap.
Hey, the logic makes sense to -him-.
Hey, the logic makes sense to -him-.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 08:04 pmclumsy_auror*Tonks walks out into the bar, looking on the whole all right, though there's a small furrow between her brows that you might notice, if you look closely.
She gets a lemonade from the Bar and settles down at a booth with a book.*
She gets a lemonade from the Bar and settles down at a booth with a book.*
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Jun. 18th, 2005 08:29 pmbloodyrockgodCharlie sits in a booth, eating pizza and attempting to read. One activity does not lead itself easily to the other.
Summary in content
Jun. 18th, 2005 08:29 pmskjaldmeyjar.livejournal.comSvava's down from the Guest Rooms, papers in hand (and a pen tucked behind her ear) and a calico cat following close at heel.
Edielwiess has reminded the Valkyrie that- while research might be all fine and good, the more Important thing is to Feed the Cat.
Summary: 1-Svava talks to Iris, and finds out about Iris-Hannibal. Maybe even Iris/Hannibal. 2-She also talks to Duo about swimming, and what people should wear while swimming. 3-Svava and Lecter talk dinner- which is the perfectly safe dinner specials, and also with the possibility of perfectly normal beast. 4-An exhaused not'cat crashes on Svava's foot. She takes care of Yrael, and manages to convince him to at least store his breakable belongings in her room, before she takes him to his box in the corridor and tucks him in.
Edielwiess has reminded the Valkyrie that- while research might be all fine and good, the more Important thing is to Feed the Cat.
Summary: 1-Svava talks to Iris, and finds out about Iris-Hannibal. Maybe even Iris/Hannibal. 2-She also talks to Duo about swimming, and what people should wear while swimming. 3-Svava and Lecter talk dinner- which is the perfectly safe dinner specials, and also with the possibility of perfectly normal beast. 4-An exhaused not'cat crashes on Svava's foot. She takes care of Yrael, and manages to convince him to at least store his breakable belongings in her room, before she takes him to his box in the corridor and tucks him in.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 08:37 pmshelley_wintersShelley is in the bar with a notebook, which she is leafing through. It has been a while since she's gone through this one. It seems to have brief summaries of the circus performers' auditions, which she smiles at as she remembers, and occasionally makes additional notes beside them. When she reaches one name, however, her expression darkens, and she crosses it out - rather more vehemently than might seem necessary.
Come and be nosy, she won't mind!
[OOC: Am gone for great sleep.]
Come and be nosy, she won't mind!
[OOC: Am gone for great sleep.]
like-father.livejournal.com[ Pre-Milliways ]
There was a little red riding hood in the bar.
Well, not quite. She was a bit old to be considered strictly "little". But her costume was definitely something along that line.
When Lian Harper opened her eyes once again, she had no clue where she was. Was this where people went after they died? It sure didn't look like the battle ground in Kansas that she had been in. And it wasn't exactly the stereotypical portrayal of heaven or hell.
If anything, it looked like a bar.
She stood there, dumbfounded in her costume still dirty from the fight, her hand holding her bow tense as she observed her surroundings from under her hood.
There was a little red riding hood in the bar.
Well, not quite. She was a bit old to be considered strictly "little". But her costume was definitely something along that line.
When Lian Harper opened her eyes once again, she had no clue where she was. Was this where people went after they died? It sure didn't look like the battle ground in Kansas that she had been in. And it wasn't exactly the stereotypical portrayal of heaven or hell.
If anything, it looked like a bar.
She stood there, dumbfounded in her costume still dirty from the fight, her hand holding her bow tense as she observed her surroundings from under her hood.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 09:04 pmyoung_tmriddle*Tom walks in from the House of Arch. He was going to bring Ingress but then it got too late and their mun she got too sleepy. In fact he wasn't going to come at all but his mun is watching Chamber of Secrets and just had to play him tonight.*
agirllostKim's in a booth, she isn't reading anything but she is glancing at the wall every so often.
She's eating chicken fingers and seems to be waiting for someone. Although that someone is also connected to why she keeps looking at the wall.
She also has a small notebook and a pen and seems to be trying to formulate her thoughts.
However, she doesn't really want to write - feel free to interrupt her.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 09:25 pmiris-attitude.livejournal.comIris is sitting at the harpsichord playing Schumann's Traumeria. Come and listen or chat, she always likes to talk.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 09:29 pmsmallestopener*Uh oh, someone's out of bed and in the bar looking for Tom. She is in her teddy bear jammies. She must not be as sleepy as I thought.*
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Jun. 18th, 2005 09:38 pmguppy_sandhu [ooc: After this]
Guppy comes into the bar from the lake. His T-shirt is torn, and he is covered with mud and blood, but he looks surprisingly cheerful about it. He has found Mitzi. He puts her gently down on a table, then goes to the bar to get some antiseptic, cotton wool, warm water, a couple of bandages and a towel. He sits on the towel, not wishing to get mud and blood all over the furniture, then cleans the little flamingo's wounds. Occasionally he glances around the room to see if Hagrid is around.
Mitzi nods at his arm, which is covered in dry blood and bandaged only with a piece of his shirt. He glances down at it.
"Let's get you sorted out first, okay?" he says gently, and continues to clean up the bird.
Guppy comes into the bar from the lake. His T-shirt is torn, and he is covered with mud and blood, but he looks surprisingly cheerful about it. He has found Mitzi. He puts her gently down on a table, then goes to the bar to get some antiseptic, cotton wool, warm water, a couple of bandages and a towel. He sits on the towel, not wishing to get mud and blood all over the furniture, then cleans the little flamingo's wounds. Occasionally he glances around the room to see if Hagrid is around.
Mitzi nods at his arm, which is covered in dry blood and bandaged only with a piece of his shirt. He glances down at it.
"Let's get you sorted out first, okay?" he says gently, and continues to clean up the bird.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 09:38 pmballetrat*Meg heads into the bar from out back, a cup of coffee in her hand, and settles down at a table with a notebook.*
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Jun. 18th, 2005 09:43 pmred_notebooksJarod sits at the bar drinking a milkshake - chocoalte of course - and eating fried paradoxes. They're really very good.
He's also bored. Someone should talk to him before he begins having a random conversation with the bar.
He's also bored. Someone should talk to him before he begins having a random conversation with the bar.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 09:43 pmdie-tician.livejournal.comThe door opens.
Hungry?
A man with black hair, a trim black beard, an all black suit--down to the onyx gems in his cuff links--comes through the door.
Hungry?
He is carrying a black rose and listening to an iPod. A black one.
Hungry?
He goes out back and re-enters the bar a moment later sans the rose.
Hungry?
He orders fizzy water. It appears in a champagne glass.
Hungry?
He drinks.
Hungry?
Hungry?
A man with black hair, a trim black beard, an all black suit--down to the onyx gems in his cuff links--comes through the door.
Hungry?
He is carrying a black rose and listening to an iPod. A black one.
Hungry?
He goes out back and re-enters the bar a moment later sans the rose.
Hungry?
He orders fizzy water. It appears in a champagne glass.
Hungry?
He drinks.
Hungry?
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Jun. 18th, 2005 09:44 pmkayip.livejournal.comBehrooz is sitting in a booth, eating dinner late and looking like he's in an ok mood. He hasn't had any dreams in a few days, and he's wondering if this means he should try to leave the bar soon. He still has the paper, though it's now folded into a neat square on the table and he's wondering if he should get rid of it before he leaves.
Though that whole attitude may change tonight. Eh.
Come ruin in his good mood. Or (*gasp*) improve it.
Though that whole attitude may change tonight. Eh.
Come ruin in his good mood. Or (*gasp*) improve it.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 09:49 pmsabinrenefigaro.livejournal.comAnd once again, there he is. Just seeking some quiet time.Smiling and humming a tune, he heads to the counter.
"Hi, Bar. Ale, bread and roast, please?"
He smiles more when the order materializes. "Thank you."
Sabin places a couple gold coins on the counter, and heads to a table.
"Hi, Bar. Ale, bread and roast, please?"
He smiles more when the order materializes. "Thank you."
Sabin places a couple gold coins on the counter, and heads to a table.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 09:53 pmnitro-is-ace.livejournal.comThere's an Ace, in the bar, looking a good deal more settled than she has for most of the week. Part of this might be due to the fact that she isn't hiding in a dark booth somewhere. Instead, she's followed Tim's example and is sitting at a central table with her feet propped up on another chair.
She's munching her way through a serving of shepherd's pie and a spiced cider. She felt like soemthing new tonight. Come distract her from the pamphlet she's examining.
She's munching her way through a serving of shepherd's pie and a spiced cider. She felt like soemthing new tonight. Come distract her from the pamphlet she's examining.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 10:01 pmjack_inthegreenJack settles himself at what's becoming his favorite spot: a table with a good view of the crowd and good light for drawing.
He takes out a few books on flowers and starts making notes, but his sketchpad is close by in case he sees an interesting face.
He takes out a few books on flowers and starts making notes, but his sketchpad is close by in case he sees an interesting face.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 10:15 pmsai_delgadoThe sound of laughter comes from the couch by the fireplace, where a young woman sits with a baby.
Susan Delgado swings Derry high into the air, triggering another excited laugh, and then settles the little girl on her lap and begins to hum a cradle song.
[Susan's in the bar with a laughing baby, attracting the attention of Jack Green, who plays with Derry and translates baby-talk and is generally sweet, and then of Ingress, who's delighted that everyone's having babies (and explains both Mary Poppins and Tonks' pregnancy), then chatters about glitter and family. Next comes, Indy, who's the next up in the sitter schedule, but who is a little nervous about babycare. Susan gives him advice and in the course of the conversation Indy finds out about Bernard's trick, then goes away to get things in the room ready for baby!invasion, with a promise to return. Finally, Ben Hawkins arrives, asking about Derry and then family-- and then if Susan's seeing anyone. She tells him about Cuthbert, and he accepts that; they talk a little while longer about carnivals and various other things before Derry falls asleep and he takes his leave. We shall presume that Indy returned and claimed a sleeping Derry shortly afterwards.]
Susan Delgado swings Derry high into the air, triggering another excited laugh, and then settles the little girl on her lap and begins to hum a cradle song.
[Susan's in the bar with a laughing baby, attracting the attention of Jack Green, who plays with Derry and translates baby-talk and is generally sweet, and then of Ingress, who's delighted that everyone's having babies (and explains both Mary Poppins and Tonks' pregnancy), then chatters about glitter and family. Next comes, Indy, who's the next up in the sitter schedule, but who is a little nervous about babycare. Susan gives him advice and in the course of the conversation Indy finds out about Bernard's trick, then goes away to get things in the room ready for baby!invasion, with a promise to return. Finally, Ben Hawkins arrives, asking about Derry and then family-- and then if Susan's seeing anyone. She tells him about Cuthbert, and he accepts that; they talk a little while longer about carnivals and various other things before Derry falls asleep and he takes his leave. We shall presume that Indy returned and claimed a sleeping Derry shortly afterwards.]
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Jun. 18th, 2005 10:17 pmheartlessgiggle.livejournal.comMutant at the bar with a very large cup of milk. She looks tired though... but, I'm sure she would still love some company!
((Warning... if mun doesn't answer its because she has passed out infront of her computer from a combination of exhaustion and sinus meds...))
((Warning... if mun doesn't answer its because she has passed out infront of her computer from a combination of exhaustion and sinus meds...))
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Jun. 18th, 2005 10:33 pmflybywashWash is lying on one of the couches again, toying with a slightly bent Slinky and staring off into space.
He's looking a little too tired for his own good.
Distractions would be welcome.
[summary: Wash plays with Wade for a while until Zoe comes over, and, once Snow has collected her son for the night, they talk about having kids of their own (slowtimed); Ray gleefully provides an update on the baby raptors and lets Wash fiddle with his PKE meter a bit; Raven offers a charm to help Wash get some rest, along with a few tricks to change his appearence -- red hair, anyone? *innocent*; and a happy, memory-restored Ace turns up, much to Wash's relief.]
He's looking a little too tired for his own good.
Distractions would be welcome.
[summary: Wash plays with Wade for a while until Zoe comes over, and, once Snow has collected her son for the night, they talk about having kids of their own (slowtimed); Ray gleefully provides an update on the baby raptors and lets Wash fiddle with his PKE meter a bit; Raven offers a charm to help Wash get some rest, along with a few tricks to change his appearence -- red hair, anyone? *innocent*; and a happy, memory-restored Ace turns up, much to Wash's relief.]
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Jun. 18th, 2005 10:34 pmgris_bug_manGrissom is still in the bar, taking advantage of his mun's insomnia. His cheerful mood from earlier has been slightly dampened by his talk with Asar-Suti.
He still looks happy, though. Feel free to skewer his worldview.
He still looks happy, though. Feel free to skewer his worldview.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 10:40 pmlorelai-rory.livejournal.comThe summer is going by somewhat slow for Rory. Having your dreams turned upside down will do that to a person.
She was returning to her grandparents' pool house, where she has been living for the past month, from work when the door abruptly set her in Milliway's.
Rory looks around in surprise for a second and then smiles slightly. Sad or relieved, it's a toss-up really.
She makes her way to the bar and settles in.
She was returning to her grandparents' pool house, where she has been living for the past month, from work when the door abruptly set her in Milliway's.
Rory looks around in surprise for a second and then smiles slightly. Sad or relieved, it's a toss-up really.
She makes her way to the bar and settles in.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 10:51 pmgramarye1971*Merriman has the chessboard out again, along with the stopwatches, and is presently engaged in -- *
- click -
* -- attempting to win against himself in speed chess. Red is currently ahead in terms of number of key pieces captured, but White -- *
- click -
* -- is fast gaining ground.*
- click -
* -- attempting to win against himself in speed chess. Red is currently ahead in terms of number of key pieces captured, but White -- *
- click -
* -- is fast gaining ground.*
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Jun. 18th, 2005 11:04 pmsimon_doctorSimon Tam's in the bar.
He's looking pretty cheerful.
[Summary: Way to kill Simon's good mood, people. Sheesh. :)]
[Simon: (a) Talks with Roland about Plans, tries to explain theinternet Cortex, and finds out about Crowleydeath; ends with link to an ensuing conversation with Bernard in another thread. (b) Meets Roger Davis and has to tell him that no, despite being from 500 years in the future, he does not have a cure for HIV. (c) Talks with Duo about cross-'verse similarities and differences. Slowtimed.]
He's looking pretty cheerful.
[Summary: Way to kill Simon's good mood, people. Sheesh. :)]
[Simon: (a) Talks with Roland about Plans, tries to explain the
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Jun. 18th, 2005 11:09 pmff-ambassador.livejournal.com*Inara walks slowly into the bar, glancing around a bit but more interested in just getting a drink.*
The usual, Bar, and thank you.
*A glass of red wine appears. She takes it and seats herself at a free table. Come and say hi.*
[Summary: Inara and Kerowyn talk about men, swords, drink a lot of wine, attempt to attack Indiana Jones but end up silly on the floor instead.]
The usual, Bar, and thank you.
*A glass of red wine appears. She takes it and seats herself at a free table. Come and say hi.*
[Summary: Inara and Kerowyn talk about men, swords, drink a lot of wine, attempt to attack Indiana Jones but end up silly on the floor instead.]
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Jun. 18th, 2005 11:16 pmjane_drew*Jane Drew comes down the stairs and settles at one of the tables with a glass of lemonade and her book. Only a few chapters to go. The battle's over, but Hari still has to go back to her king, whose orders she had blatantly disregarded.*
*"Does one always feel a bit lost, the day after a battle?" she asked Jack, who was riding somewhat stiffly at her side....
..."Yes," he said. "Even when you win."*
*"Does one always feel a bit lost, the day after a battle?" she asked Jack, who was riding somewhat stiffly at her side....
..."Yes," he said. "Even when you win."*
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Jun. 18th, 2005 11:17 pmlastgunslingerThe strange hard light has left his eyes -- the one that was there when he saw Crowley murdered, and after.
That doesn't mean that he's in a good mood, though.
Just a quiet one.
He's sitting by the window, smoking, and thinking.
That doesn't mean that he's in a good mood, though.
Just a quiet one.
He's sitting by the window, smoking, and thinking.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 11:18 pmherald-captain.livejournal.comKerowyn walks into the bar with a rolled up map under her arm. She gets a cup of tea and goes to sit at a table, where she unrolls the map and begins to study it. Her heart isn't really in in though and her attention drifts off as she people watches.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 11:20 pmhenry-jones-jr.livejournal.comIndy has given up on study for a bit. The rune notes are still at hand, but they are concealed within a new black leather docket portfolio. Instead of his recent conscientiousness, Indy is enjoying Hannibal's exquisite Gamberi alla Fra Diavolo and spending a bit of quality time with Stampy. Either that, or the sitter didn't show up tonight.
Her leash is looped under his chair leg and she's waiting patiently for any tit bits that may be offered her way when Indy is done. Good luck on that one...
[Summary: Ingress is excited about the second tiny!phant she's met, and gets to feed her peanuts while Indy facepalms at the revelation that her pet frog, Hubert, is a result of his April Fool's prank. Inara joins Indy and Stampy and makes a few queries as to his relationship with Delia before she finds out that Indy and Mal have talked. But she seems satisfied that Indy didn't work out any of the awkward details, and the conversation moves on to duels and swordplay before she leaves. Mike swings by with bad guitar-playing to boot, and all manner of typical banter is exchanged. Indy suggests Mike should get Mel a bikini, and also explains the honey dust phenomena. Mike wanders off to look for Mel after serious baby-care nonchalance. The next twenty-four hours are going to be very interesting...]
Her leash is looped under his chair leg and she's waiting patiently for any tit bits that may be offered her way when Indy is done. Good luck on that one...
[Summary: Ingress is excited about the second tiny!phant she's met, and gets to feed her peanuts while Indy facepalms at the revelation that her pet frog, Hubert, is a result of his April Fool's prank. Inara joins Indy and Stampy and makes a few queries as to his relationship with Delia before she finds out that Indy and Mal have talked. But she seems satisfied that Indy didn't work out any of the awkward details, and the conversation moves on to duels and swordplay before she leaves. Mike swings by with bad guitar-playing to boot, and all manner of typical banter is exchanged. Indy suggests Mike should get Mel a bikini, and also explains the honey dust phenomena. Mike wanders off to look for Mel after serious baby-care nonchalance. The next twenty-four hours are going to be very interesting...]
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Jun. 18th, 2005 11:22 pmhttp://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/The door to the lake opens and Sméagol walks in, carrying a great deal of things, probably more than a sensible person would try to manage at one go. He sets them on the floor by the bar as gently as he can and stands up with something in his hands.
Before he can speak, a small cupcake with green icing and a yellow candle appears on Bar’s surface, next to a small package. He stares at them for a moment before smiling, slowly and sadly. He couldn’t get away from his birthday after all.
He thanks Bar, and his voice is solemn. He eats the cupcake and opens the little present. It’s a Swiss Army Knife, and he takes a moment to pull out each and every one of the features, fascinated almost to the point of forgetting to send his presents, but after a moment he dusts the crumbs of cake off his hands and slips the knife in the pocket of his sweater.
Then he leans over and picks up the first of his presents. He'd like to have gotten more for some of his newer friends, but he's not had much to work with.
"This is for( Ron )
"This is for( Meg )
"This is for( Virginia )
"This is for( William )
"This is for( Ryo-oh-ki )
The pile beside the bar has disappeared, and Sméagol turns away from it, walking back to the door as quickly as possible. He can’t stop remembering.
( Cut for birthday woes )
Happy birthday, Sméagol.
Before he can speak, a small cupcake with green icing and a yellow candle appears on Bar’s surface, next to a small package. He stares at them for a moment before smiling, slowly and sadly. He couldn’t get away from his birthday after all.
He thanks Bar, and his voice is solemn. He eats the cupcake and opens the little present. It’s a Swiss Army Knife, and he takes a moment to pull out each and every one of the features, fascinated almost to the point of forgetting to send his presents, but after a moment he dusts the crumbs of cake off his hands and slips the knife in the pocket of his sweater.
Then he leans over and picks up the first of his presents. He'd like to have gotten more for some of his newer friends, but he's not had much to work with.
"This is for
( Ron )"This is for
( Meg )"This is for
( Virginia )"This is for
( William )"This is for
( Ryo-oh-ki )The pile beside the bar has disappeared, and Sméagol turns away from it, walking back to the door as quickly as possible. He can’t stop remembering.
( Cut for birthday woes )Happy birthday, Sméagol.
prone-to-panic.livejournal.comOh look. there's an Archie in the bar. Will wonders never cease?
And he's got tea. Astonishing!
And he's got tea. Astonishing!
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Jun. 18th, 2005 11:34 pmasar-suti.livejournal.comAsar-Suti is outside, in a lawn chair, under a parasol. He has feet on the table, is rocking on thehind legs of the chair, has a bottle of Manhattan Special open in his hand, and is reading his 'Sherlock Holmes' omnibus like one possessed.
He seems to find the book immensely fascinating.
He seems to find the book immensely fascinating.
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Jun. 18th, 2005 11:37 pmfairest1.livejournal.com*Snow is in her usual booth with the twins, listening to her new iPod. Millie's playing with her wolf-eared doll and Wade is batting around a floating wizarding toy*
[Summary: Snow and Svava discuss the midsummer party before Meg shows up and the topic shifts to the 'rescue' mission they're planning to the Fabletown library. Svava and Meg then get into different aspects of Asgard and Midgard after the mun falls asleep. Snow spots Val for the first time since she returned from the hospital and, after a serious discussion, is convinced that Val is at least starting to mature a bit. Virginia stops by as well in a currently slowtimed thread]
[Summary: Snow and Svava discuss the midsummer party before Meg shows up and the topic shifts to the 'rescue' mission they're planning to the Fabletown library. Svava and Meg then get into different aspects of Asgard and Midgard after the mun falls asleep. Snow spots Val for the first time since she returned from the hospital and, after a serious discussion, is convinced that Val is at least starting to mature a bit. Virginia stops by as well in a currently slowtimed thread]
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Jun. 18th, 2005 11:43 pmgil-whimple.livejournal.comEnter one faun, licking his lips in anticipation of the feast he has seen being prepared in the kitchen. He has done what he can to help and is now leaving the evening shift, under their sous-chef to concentrate on producing the usual Saturday night wonder.
Time for a drink and a socialise and a think, though not necessarily in that order.
Time for a drink and a socialise and a think, though not necessarily in that order.
