(no subject)

[notjustananimal.livejournal.com]

Seeing as it is the full moon tonight, Wolf is not in the kitchen. He's not in the bar. He's also not in his room, with Virginia.

He's in the woods, looking for rabbits, and any of the other wolves who are in the woods tonight.

(no subject)

[gonna_live]

Kaylee is at a table near the bar with a longneck, something that looks perilously like Cheeze-Its, markers in many different colors, and a coloring book.

Simple pleasures.

(no subject)

[witchy-rebel.livejournal.com]

Princess. Window. Tea. Dying stars.

You get the picture.

(no subject)

[comma-sticks.livejournal.com]

Shannon sashays downstairs and settles herself at the bar with a salad and a glass of water.

She watches the concert out of the corner of her eye, with a look of great disdain.

(no subject)

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

[THE LAST OOM. Like the last of the Mohegans. And the last gunslinger. And the littlest Loompa.

. . . wait.

Anyway. Seeing as it is the last scene of the last episode of canon, I don't think "spoiler warning" really covers it. So . . . um . . . add a siren.]

(no subject)

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

( Before )

Anthy comes flying through the door -- which hasn't opened -- and under a nearby white-clothed table, in a shower of rose petals.

Hello, Anthy.

(no subject)

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*Snow, Bigby, Millie and Wade enter Milliways from the lake door, the children happy but exhausted after running around out back for a while. Bigby retrieves dinner for the family from Bar while Snow settles the twins down in their usual booth*

(no subject)

[the_lioness]

[OOM: Alanna, Thom and Adam have dinner. Or rather, they try to have dinner, Adam and Alanna have a conversation that has very little to do with meat and Thom? Thom might be scarred for the rest of his afterlife.]

(no subject)

[notjustananimal.livejournal.com]

Seeing as how it's not night anymore, Wolf is stumbling downstairs, yawning and rubbing the heels of his hands into his eyes. His clothes are in slight dissarray, but they're clean, and fresh.

Why no, he's not wearing any socks or shoes. MAN those are some hairy feet. Not hobbit-worthy, of course, but.... still.

Come and get some breakfast! Just let him finish munching on that bacon-and-egg sandwich first.

Wolf inna kitchen.



[ooc: Be warned -- mun may dissapear at any given moment, for she is to relinquish the computer to younger brother when he wakes. He's awake.]

(no subject)

[sir-apropos.livejournal.com]

This is really rather interesting. I'm not sure if anything concerning the physiology and "science" of the creatures is correct, but the strategies and advice given in this volume do seem as if they would be effective when it came to the sort of thing that pervades Slack's home world. As I read through The Zombie Survival Guide, I wonder if I might present a volume to Slack as a gift. I've no money troubles since Yossarian tipped me off to the fact that I could access my funds from the other world I arrived from (which I really should have figured out; if Milliways can bring a human body here, why not small green slips of paper?) and it might endear me to her, something I find myself desiring.

This? Is odd. And mildly disturbing.

I think I shall go back to reading about decapitating the living dead now, thank you.

(no subject)

[devils-dandy.livejournal.com]

Universe, end there of, Milliways, main bar, booth.
Dandy- Pretty, licentious, pernicious, lascivious, prurient.
Rather standard by now, but there are still those who have not met him.
He is however, making himself convenient and easy to find.
Never mind the fact that it's a remote and rather dark booth.
Why not wander over and chat?

(no subject)

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

Random in the bar.

Sprawled on a sofa reading 'Love's Labour's Lost' and smiling to himself.

Slowly picking at a plate of fruit.

Come annoy at will.

(no subject)

[agentlemantrue.livejournal.com]

Good morning Charles
Milliways says hello
Explosions twinkle above us
We awake below

Good morning Charles
There, you move along
See all the morning people
With an early morning singing song

Gliddy glub gloopy
Nibby nabby noopy
La la la lo lo
Sabba sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba
Le le lo lo
Tooby ooby walla
Nooby abba naba
Early morning singing song

Good morning Milliways
The patrons say hello
You interrupt our lives
And make them better

Good morning Bar, dear
You help us along
With the staff as they sing
An early morning singing song

Gliddy glub gloopy
Nibby nabby noopy
La la la lo lo
Sabba sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba
Le le lo lo
Tooby ooby walla
Nooby abba naba
Early morning singing song

Singing a song
Humming a song
Singing a song
Loving a song
Laughing a song
Singing a song
Sing the song
Song song song sing
Sing sing sing sing song



Floofy white shirt, tan pants, faded burgandy vest, blue eyes, rumpled hair. Come say hi?

(no subject)

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Tony inna bar!

He has a laptop, but he's not using it. In fact, he's resting his head against his arm looking as if he wants nothing more than to go to sleep. The coffee isn't working.

[ ooc: mun still a little under the weather, but will happily tag! just...fair warning if she disappears ]

(no subject)

[friendofscottie.livejournal.com]

Midge is at a table near the observation window, reading. The destruction of the stars don't bother her...much...anymore. Besides, she has a book, and it's keeping her occupied, and this is good. Very good.

[ ooc: *points to tony's post* ]

(no subject)

[gris_bug_man]

Grissom is working on wedding plans. When he isn't rubbing gingerly at his neck and grinning almost stupidly into space.

Feel free to hassle.

[ooc: Sporadic slowtime is a strong possibility.]

(no subject)

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

The Masterharper is, lo and behold, eating.

Sylvina would be so pleased.

But don't think about her, Robinton... that's why you left your room, remember? Too many thoughts.

None the less.

There he is.

(no subject)

[puckishly.livejournal.com]

Puck ambles downstairs, his shirt buttoned up all the way as it has been for the past week or so. There is no reason for this. Really.

At the Bar, he does not order chocolate fondue. That is, however, what he receives, along with a plate of fruit.

There is no reason for this.

Really.

Well, you know, he's a lot LIKE fondue .... everyone gets a dip and all that ... shutting up now.

(no subject)

[bob_the_skull]

THERE'S A SKULL ONNA BAR!


Oh - it's just Bob.

(no subject)

[nita_callahan]

Nita's curled up in an armchair near the fire, ostensibly studying her manual.

She wouldn't really mind being disturbed, though.

(no subject)

[iamnotstorm.livejournal.com]

Sarah was at the bar, well, at a table near the observation window, working on her cosmos design loom-beading.

Today she had a plate of brownies and a glass of raspberry lemonade, she was humming softly to herself, and as she was wearing the same outfit she'd been wearing the night before, it would seem that she'd been at this all night.

(mun is actually awake now, half hour at work for lunch. Lunch is over, tags will be picked up upon returning home [or if I manage to sneak on if I run out of projects])

(no subject)

[angus_macgyver]

MacGyver sits in a booth with sevral small bits of wire, a battery and a lightbulb. He has a piece of paper beside him and a pen in his mouth.

He's 'doing stuff'.

(no subject)

[the-damsel.livejournal.com]

[OOM: After an awkward yet revealing reunion in the bar, Holmes and April spend some even more revealing time alone upstairs. Semi-graphic smut, emotional tempests, discussion of drug use, implied monogamy, and erotic use of strawberries. Undoubtably NC-17, and well worth a read in the muns' slightly biased opinion. Timed to Tuesday last.]

(no subject)

[prince-arithon.livejournal.com]

Arithon enters the bar, rabbit bites on his hands and fingers. If he looks grumpy, well, that would be because demon rabbit bites hurt.

And he still doesn't know if they are envenomed or not.

His Security badge is on his belt, and he finds a seat at Bar.

(no subject)

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith comes into the bar from the Staff Quarters, humming and looking...quite pleased, actually.

Lunch and iced tea are acquired, and she sits at a table, smiling as she starts eating.

Come chat. It'll be OK.

(no subject)

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Venkman in the bar, writing notes, stack of books by him, and a steaming mug of coffee.

Nothing else to see here. Move along.

(And with shiny new main icon. Now in Crooning Ghost flavor!)

(no subject)

[cuttingslack.livejournal.com]

*And down the stairs comes Slack, stopping to pat Bar and then flopping in a booth, jovially singing.*

I stop to play it safe, rise from the grave!
I pass the buck to lady luck --
I’m going on a journey
And ring the curtain down, down
Cause Fiddler's Green is a place I heard tell
Where the fishermen go if they don't go to hell
This rings a bell inside of me ...

*She takes a sip of her Coors, enjoying the irony.*

(no subject)

[armoralchemy.livejournal.com]

Al has a paid account!

Al's mun is happy!

She would like to take this opportunity to thank the LJ fairy and show off Al's shiny new icons!

Al is just here for the milkshakes. And maybe to study. Which is exactly what he's doing!

Turning carrots into pretty carrot-shaped pieces is not exactly strenuous, but it's still studying. Really.

{ooc: Mun has had to split for class and will be back around six nine-ish. Karaoke party revolution for the house cup, YEAH!

. . . yes, we have a house cup. I kid you not.}

(no subject)

[not-a-redshirt.livejournal.com]

Castle's in the bar, stretched out on a couch with a kitten curled up sleeping on his stomach.

He's reading--still Wuthering Heights--but he really just doesn't care what's happening in the story anymore.

He looks listless, lonely and a bit dejected. Conversation might cheer him up.

(no subject)

[mogget_cat]

*There is a kitty snuggled down in the cushions of the couch, purring slightly in its sleep.*

(no subject)

[lastczarnian.livejournal.com]

Scourge of the Universe, walking in. In a GOOD mood.

Dare to risk it?


(Jason or Max X5 might find his scent familiar. Jason knows from where, Max does not.)

(no subject)

[-memnoch.livejournal.com]

Memnoch's the first one to come in, looking surly.

(no subject)

[aljuinn.livejournal.com]

And then there's Julian, looking bright and cheerful.

(no subject)

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

And a David, looking as though he's just woken up.

(no subject)

[angelus-amadeo.livejournal.com]

Followed by 'Deo with bebbes in his arms.

(no subject)

[sheila-nagig.livejournal.com]

Sheila follows soon after, looking fabulous.

(no subject)

[mitzick.livejournal.com]

And finally, Tick comes downstairs, still not looking at the destruction window, quickly getting himself a long island tea to quell the shakes.

(no subject)

[herbal-waitress.livejournal.com]

Maria and Michael come downstairs, hand in hand, and head for a table.

(no subject)

[latino_menace]

Ramon is in the bar. Very pissed off. Very worried. Oh - and bar has taken away all his clothes, apart from the prison uniform he was in when he arrived. He's left the shirt off, the one with his inmate number on it, so it just looks like he's wearing a white T-shirt and cheap jeans...but he knows what the clothes are and it is not improving his mood.

(no subject)

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie is at the piano with an open notebook, lost in the music.

There's ink on his nose.

(no subject)

[vive-amour.livejournal.com]

[OOM: In the House of Arch, Marius and Gavroche debate the Montparnasse situation.]

(no subject)

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

Naraht's in the bar...and back using tables for seating again.

At least shes using her special low table. She's been out at the lake but felt like coming in early for some reason. She's on her belly, watching the universe explode, The very end of her tail is hanging off the edge of the table and waving back and fourth idly.

No doubt, it would be an incredible temptation for any kitten or mischievious small animal to pounce.

(no subject)

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack is watching the observation window. He doesn't do this very often. All that destruction makes him uncomfortable.

But he's watching it now.

(no subject)

[antarianmax.livejournal.com]

Well, Max is in the bar, whether you like it or not.

He isn't actually working, right now. He's taking a Break. Capital B, like Kingly Work and Kingly Breaks sometimes are.

He's getting used to it.

And is eating, of course, tabasco-covered ice cream.

(no subject)

[sullen-seeker.livejournal.com]

Dum dee dum.

Viktor Krum, completely innocent, has set up a little table off to one side of the bar.

He is sitting there with his hands neatly folded, whistling to himself. There is a box of medical supplies next to him, and a sign.

It says:

PLEASE GIVE BLOOD.
It helps the children.

Obviously this is a nice, concerned young man working for charity. Clearly there is nothing evil going on.

Nope, nothing at all.

(no subject)

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Post-Milliways, set after this conversation]

(no subject)

[transgenic-max.livejournal.com]

Max Guevera is curled up in a booth, sipping a cup of coffee and staring off into space. Since she's been doing so for a while, one might assume it must be particularly interesting space. Either that or she's lost her mind. Hear that's been going around.

Feel free to poke the space-y Max.

OOM: Faith's New Suite

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith takes Indy for the Grand Tour. Innuendo, Motorcycle, and Weaponry

(no subject)

[young_tmriddle]

OOM: Tom speaks with Serpentine

(no subject)

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Something's wrong with the fire. It keeps flaring up at odd intervals.

Oh.

Wait.

It's just Ace throwing her balled-up scratch paper into the fire.

False alarm.

(no subject)

[iopenthings]

OOM: Door is captured by the Moors of Moorgate

(no subject)

[nita_callahan]

[OOM: After Jasin and Trillian consummate their marriage -- after Yrael gets Nita drunk -- after Jack catches Yrael getting Nita drunk --

Comes the lecture. And the getting sick. Isn't being drunk fun?]

(no subject)

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Millitimed to Thursday night, Jack and Michelle rebuild bridges.]

(no subject)

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

Gorlim is in the bar with a kitten. The kitten appears to think Gorlim is the best climbing-thing since trees, because Gorlim, unlike trees, will lift her off his head when she yowls to come down so she can carve a new pathway of clawmarks up him! Isn't that fun??

Gorlim has resigned himself to his role as a tree, and, like a tree, is drinking steadily.


[Subject to random slowtime until later tonight

UPDATE: Slowtime in effect, be back later!]

(no subject)

[gil-whimple.livejournal.com]

Out of Milliways

The front door opens. Someone steps through, rather hurriedly it must be admitted, and slams it shut setting a ward with a negligent flick of his wand.

With his hand on the door he tests the integrity of the wards then he raises his head, sniffing.

"Milliways ..." he breathes and turns round, tears standing in his eyes.

(no subject)

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Aeryn joins a new kind of army]

On the Heart of Gold

[oneman_onevote]

[OOM: Millitimed to before the coronation ceremony on Antar, Havelock reads. Until Puck comes in, anyway.]

(no subject)

[lyra_silver]

A girl of perhaps sixteen or seventeen, in a red sweater and long plaid skirt, is standing in the doorway staring. The pine marten beside her is nuzzling her leg in excitement.

Lyra Belacqua Silvertongue's face lights up in a wide grin.

"Look, Pan, Milliways! It is, it's real!"

[Summary: Lyra returns to Milliways after an absence of more than a year. She discusses naming and the spaces between worlds with Raven. She talks about the pluses and minuses of reality with Tim. It is revealed in Lyra's conversation with Puck that the history of English drama is rather different in Lyra's universe. Last, Lyra sees Anthy again, with talk of revolution, Dantean stars, daemonsmut, red fruit, and a FTB used for its traditional function. La!]

(no subject)

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

In case you were wondering, which you most likely were not, Tony is still in the bar, still at his booth, still with the laptop. But he's playing Solitaire. Disturb him if you will.

(no subject)

[bloodyrockgod]

[OOM: The good ship Peanut Butter is now Millicanon. Charlie/Claire schmut. Adult content. Millitimed to Thursday night.]

(no subject)

[azarathsraven.livejournal.com]

Raven stood outside the bar looking around. She had spoken with Arithon about these demonic bunnies that have been inhabiting the area and she was curious about them. Maybe she was a glutton, or she needed a hobby, whatever it was, she wanted to go look for these little creatures of evil; you know, just to see what they were like.


Figuring out what direction to go in, she stood there looking mildly confused.


"Maybe I should get more information on these bunnies before I go looking for them..." She spoke to herself, obviously since no one else was nearby.

(no subject)

[key-youth-bert.livejournal.com]

One slightly subdued but otherwise normal ka-mai at the bar, with food and coffee. Have at.

(no subject)

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val's sitting at her table with a pile of papers in Antarian, a notebook, and her laptop. It's probably not surprising that she looks just a teeny bit stressed. She has, not tea for once, but a carmel and bananna milkshake, and she's singing to herself as she writes. Quietly.

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard....

(no subject)

[fuchur-dragon.livejournal.com]

There is a somewhat subdued luckdragon in the bar.

He's still sorry about having lost the purple god.

(no subject)

[gone_byebye]

Ray comes in through the front door, whistling cheerfully to himself despite being in full uniform and pack. He heads upstairs for a while, returning in nice clean civilian clothes.

New York's a busy town. What can I say?

(no subject)

[lastczarnian.livejournal.com]

Lobo walks in from the lake area. Bad stuff happened, and most likely security wants to have words with him about the mess, even if he did not start it.

He has a hole in his gut, that he is closing with what seems to be a stapler, and is half-covered is mostly-fresh blood. His blood.

First stop, is the Bar, where he drops another roll of Unicreds to pay for the damage. Then a mug of cold ale. Was a good fight, until Yrael interrupted, and now he is bored.

(no subject)

[fire-of-mahal.livejournal.com]

If it has been noisier out back than usual today, or smokier, it is probably Gimli's fault. He's been busy, indeed. Now, though, it's time for dinner.

Dwarven smith in the bar.

(no subject)

[astral-brat.livejournal.com]

Well, this isn't the front of the Skywalkers' Ossan cottage.

"Milliways," Ben murmurs, his anger fading. Possibly because Milliways is a fun place to be, or possibly because it's so far away in space and time from the battle that the nest can't reach him to affect his emotions.

Either way, there's a frustrated eight-year-old Skywalker inna bar.

Mun doesn't have a witty ending line this time.

(no subject)

[balletrat]

*There's a ballerina at the bar.

She has a cup of coffee in her hand and has surreptitiously kicked her toe shoes under the bar, in order to relieve her aching feet. She looks fairly comfortable, and altogether cheerful.*

(no subject)

[the-damsel.livejournal.com]

April was sitting alone at the bar, nursing a margarita and perusing a copy of the New York Times from August 20, 1996. It was holding her interest better today than it had the last time she had been in the bar, and her demeanor seemed much improved as well. If doubt was beginning to creep in on the edge of her good mood, she wasn't showing it.

Seeing as how she was in the bar rather than upstairs or at home, it meant she was not adverse to interruption.

(no subject)

[sane-bombardier.livejournal.com]

Yossarian in the bar, looking tired.

(no subject)

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

Eddie's in the bar, down by one corner of the Bar. He hasn't been in all week. He's been with his wife.

Now he's leaning over the Bar, his head close to the wood, and seems to be having a silent conversation.

He doesn't look like a cheerful guy, really, right now. Which is just... weird.

(no subject)

[terific-athlete.livejournal.com]

**Homestarrunner......bar.......stupid**

(no subject)

[oh-frak-me.livejournal.com]

*Kara "Starbuck" Thrace walks into the bar, looking considerably worse than the last time. Her face is dirty and she has a limp. Her hair is longer and she is no longer in uniform*

Frak.

(no subject)

[animation-inc.livejournal.com]

Battered Vampire Executioner in the bar.

Looking marginally better, once more with a glass of rum and coke and a contemplative look on her face.

She is watching the wall and the people in the bar equally.

Pat her on the head.

(no subject)

[guppy_sandhu]

[oom: Pre-Milliways. Trouble in Holby]

Guppy is in the bar, in a booth in the corner. He has a book in front of him, but he eyes remain fixed on the same spot on the page. His hand shakes slightly as he sips his tea, and his mind appears to be in another place entirely. What he would really like at this moment is to get completely drunk and not think about anything. But he promised Abs he wouldn't.

(no subject)

[river_meimei]

River meanders through the bar. Her fingers brush against tables and empty chair backs as she passes, and her bare feet slide over the floor. The hem of Roland's duster rasps on the floorboards, and the cuffs fall over her knuckles.

[OOC: Mun is gone for an hour or so. All threads are paused.]

(no subject)

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason is sitting in a booth, looking very comfortable and not a bit bruised or broken.
Thank god for obnoxious white kitties.
Full moon threat is gone, come bother him.

(no subject)

[capt_angie]

*Angelina is at the bar with her kitten. There are two small bowls on the surface of the bar, one with water, one with dry kitten food. Kitty however, is ignoring the food and is currently paying wih one of Angelina's braids.*

(no subject)

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Anthy comes down the stairs, each step tentative, and scans the room. She's dressed in pink and white; no tablecloth tonight. There is a gold-plated elephant head on a chain around her neck, though.

Whoever she's looking isn't visible. She lingers by the base of the staircase, one hand still draped over the railing.

(no subject)

[caramel-colored.livejournal.com]

[OOM 1: Hunter encounters a surprising number of Velvets.
OOM 2: Hunter encounters a surprising lack of rats
OOM 3: Hunter encounters a less surprising smell of blood.]

(no subject)

[torch-reporter.livejournal.com]

Chloe's sitting at a booth, leaning her head on her hand as she scribbles down notes on her clipboard. If you've met her, most likely there's something about you in there. Sometimes she looks up, reaching for her digital camera and skipping through the images stored on the disk.

It's making her miss her laptop.

(no subject)

[honest-johns.livejournal.com]

There's a huge rock, down by the lake. A big flat slab, large enough to stretch out on; a glacier's detritus, here in this landscape created by magic instead of geological forces.

Alain is sitting on it, smoking and looking up at the stars.

(no subject)

[not_that_spike]

( on Mars )

(no subject)

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith comes into the bar from her new suite in the staff quarters.

Yes, she's wearing the shirt in the icon, with very small jean shorts.

Food is acquired, and she plops down at a table, kicking her feet up and humming softly as she eats.

(no subject)

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim is leaning casually on his staff, doing the watchful thing. Not much new.

Until the door bursts open and a large barnyard owl flutters through to perch comfortably in the talons. Dumb is understandably dumbstruck. He's not used to getting message by owl. Except, no scroll or anything.*

Yo-yo?

*His familiar, once described as too familiar by John Constantine, bobs it's head. Carefully, it looks him over, then makes eye contact. The two of them stand like that for a very long time before Tim breaks eye contact.*

Just because you found the grave doesn't mean it's true.

*He looks rather distraught. Come distract him.*

(no subject)

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

(With much abusing of Millitime))

OOM The First Packing in Room #113. FTB schmoop/smut and so on at the end.

OOM The Second Just previously, actually moving some of the easy things to the new room in the Staff Quarters.

Which does lead to Svava and Archie, (in this millitime), coming into the Bar to look for Jason- he's been volunteered to help move the wardrobe. Svava's found Edielweiss in the hallway, and has picked up the calico. Can't forget to move the cat as well.

(no subject)

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Archie is seated in one of the armchairs by the fireplace with the book of Norse Mythology that Bar gave him. And tea. Though, he may very well need something stronger after a bit more reading.

Come distract him, it will do him good.

(no subject)

[red-mare.livejournal.com]

Jah-lila trots out from under the trees and makes her way over to the lake, pausing for a few draughts of water before turning to see who or what might be found behind the strange building today.

(no subject)

[no-comb-shep.livejournal.com]

While his mood hadn't improved that much, Sheppard is still in a marginally better mood than he was yesterday. He makes his way out of the bar and heads for the lake, settling down to try and skip stones. It's something to do, and sending the stones flying is rather satisfying. It's a way to work out frustration he can get into, even if he isn't very good at it.

(no subject)

[sullen-seeker.livejournal.com]

Post this, Viktor Krum may be seen storming angrily away towards the guest quarters.

He does not stop until he is in his room, alone.

(no subject)

[tea-and-honor.livejournal.com]

This is a Fox.

Shaped like a woman.

A shapely woman, with a Fox tail.

Come talk to her.

(no subject)

[clumsy_auror]

The front door of the bar opens, the early-evening bustle of London blaring through for a moment as two figures make their way inside.

They look happy, and relaxed, and maybe just a little bit tan.

The Tonks-Wrangles are home.

(no subject)

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace is still reading that book.

It might be possible she's getting interested in the subject.

She'll deny it though.

(no subject)

[the_lioness]

[OOC: Bar has another note for Thom of Trebond.]

Out of Milliways: Mel and Lilly's suite

[slayer_fray]

(Dance Dance Revolution)

[OOC: Mel and Indy, just hanging out in 132.]

(no subject)

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

[[OOM: In the world of the luckdragon]]

(no subject)

[iamnotstorm.livejournal.com]

Sarah had gone home after lunch, but she'd returned sometime after midnight, at least in her own time. She was in her pyjammas, the little thundercloud print pj pants and the tanktop to match.

She shrugged and perched at the bar, grinning as a banana split was delivered, "Thanks Bar."
She scanned the room for someone to talk to as she poked at the ice cream.

(mun might actually stay awake tonight, who knows)

(no subject)

[lt-naraht.livejournal.com]

[OOM: After the incident with Peter, Naraht goes swimming to clear her head.]

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[simon_doctor]

...Okay.

He's planned everything. Upscale restaurant somewhere on Earth-that-Was, reservations and proper period currency arranged by Dream on Faith's request: check. Best suit, cleaned and pressed within an inch of its life last night: check. Note and corsage left for Kaylee: check. Asking Wash to look after River tonight: check.

Simon Tam is still very, very nervous when he steps into the bar.

Entrance Post

[forever-england.livejournal.com]

And so. There's a very well dressed gentleman standing by the door to Milliways - naturally enough, he has a rather surprised expression on his face.

He's not wearing a tuxedo and there are no gorgeous women draping themselves over him. No vodka martini or Walther PPK in his hand either - in fact, he thinks he was about to get fired. So maybe he's a bit relieved to find himself here. He just wishes he knew where 'here' is.

James Bond is in the bar.

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[iustus_rex]

[OOM: At some unknown point this morning, Edmund and Arithon go shopping in London Below.]

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[whitewitch-thea.livejournal.com]

Thea is in the bar at a booth, with a salad and a bottle of Evian. She looks unusually sullen, it could be boredom or lack of company. Chances are if you approach she'll smile in the hopes of meeting anyone someone. Have at.

I've got youuu ... under my skin ...

[sai-interloper.livejournal.com]

A now-familiar presence occupies one table and keeps away any curious travelers by the mere sense of darkness that surrounds the empty seats.

It waits, clever ice eyes scanning the crowded bar.

On the table is a saucer filled with cream.

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[forsaken-bard.livejournal.com]

Out of Milliways:

What Asmodean has been up to with Trillian:

1. Trillian wants to know what's up with the music writing.

2. After a nightmare in room 94, Trillian and Asmodean avoid breaking despite everything... It's adorable, but not what the muns wanted.

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[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

Eddie's gotten a ladder from somewhere.

He climbs up to the panel over the top of the Bar, hanging from the ceiling, where Tonks's bar is tacked up and several photos from her bachelorette party are pasted.

He takes down one of them, a moving wizarding image of Roland, shirtless and rakish and impossibly scarred, wearing ancient blue jeans and shortboots. He's dipping the bride-to-be and kissing her deeply and thoroughly; her face is flushed and her eyes dance in the mobile image. Roland smirks.

He looks smug.

Eddie takes the photo down and climbs down to the Bar.

A few moments later, he climbs back up with a hammer and a nail and hangs the photo up in a silver frame, just below the bra.

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[prydeful]

If you've ever been to boarding school, or college, the weekend before classes start, you would know, is pure chaos, as students are moving in. Unloading trucks. Unpacking. Fighting over who gets which bed.

Picture this.

Now throw in mutant powers. Snow ball fights in August (that would be one of the teachers at fault.) Fire ball fights. Trips to the infirmary for frost bite and third degree burns.

Yeah, fun, isn't it?

That might be why Kitty, when she comes in, slumps into a chair and lets her head thunk repeatedly on the table.

Anyone close by would hear her muttering something along the lines of, "I really need a new job."

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[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Friday night, Soho. No rating warnings. Nymphadora and Bernard have what starts as a quiet date in London and ends as a highly significant and emotional discussion of things which probably ought to have come up about a year ago, but thank God they didn't, because it wouldn't have been nearly as meaningful then. Full of Woodpecker canon references, for those playing the Robbins Game at home.]

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[flybywash]

" -- gāoyáng zhōng de gūyáng -- River?"

That would be Wash, who absolutely, positively did not lose River on the ship while he was supposed to be watching her for Simon. Nope. The reason he suddenly relaxes when he does spot River is just because he's, uh, happy to see a fellow crew member in Milliways.

Either way, he makes a quick detour to the Bar for some dinner (a spinach-and-cheese omelette) and settles into a booth with a clear view of most of the bar, keeping one eye on her as he eats.

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[silver-dante.livejournal.com]

Dante sits in a corner of the bar bored.

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[green-shaft.livejournal.com]

There is a monk, in the bar, with a hangover.

He has no clue what to do to help said hangover, so he's settled instead for curling up in a booth, eyes closed, and pretending that'll make it go away.

He could probably use some help. Medic! Medic!