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Dec. 27th, 2005 12:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
badinlatin[OOM: Mal and Simon exchange Christmas presents.
Kinda sorta slowtimed: Mal, Jayne and Kaylee exchange presents.]
Kinda sorta slowtimed: Mal, Jayne and Kaylee exchange presents.]
Dec. 27th, 2005
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Dec. 27th, 2005 12:28 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/Smeagol sits at a table, flipping through the book of poetry from Elrond. He may not be able to read it, but he likes looking at the runes.
He's still wearing the hat, even though he's beginning to think it has an agenda against him. Occasionally he swats the fluffball out of his eyes.
He's still wearing the hat, even though he's beginning to think it has an agenda against him. Occasionally he swats the fluffball out of his eyes.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 12:52 amred-mare.livejournal.comJah-lila has been in her own world much of late. Today she found that cantering over one of the hills on the way to the burial cliffs led her to woods not her own. With a resigned, amused snort, she trots through the woods and out into the open space behind Milliways.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 12:59 amtrustntheharper.livejournal.com[OOM: Harper talks to his cousin's crewmate and finds out something that even surprises him.]
***
forlorn
life fades
no dreams left
even in the womb I knew
--Charles Chaim Wax, bleak
( His plan went off without a hitch. )
"Self-destruct in three minutes."
He didn't hear the cockpit door slide open, or the heavy footsteps on the deck. He was too out of it.
It was then that two things happened at once. First, the door to the cockpit opened to a place that neither Harper nor the Nietzschean captain who'd just walked in through it, expected it to--a certain bar at the end of the universe.
Secondly, the bloody, completely furious Nietzschean started strangling Harper to death with a piece of wire, dislodged from somewhere during the fight, lifting him right up from his seat as he gagged and started to turn blue.
"Gack!"
"You kludge crotch dropping! We have three minutes left, but I'm going to make sure they're the most painful three minutes of your miserable life!"
Dragging Harper right out of the pilot's chair by the wire, he released him on the deck and kicked him in the side. There was little Harper could do but gasp and choke, keep himself from blacking out, and cover his chest and stomach with his arms.
"You fucking filthy, little mule!"
It was in clean view of whoever in the bar happened to be looking through the front door, open into Harper's ever-so-pleasant universe.
forlorn
life fades
no dreams left
even in the womb I knew
--Charles Chaim Wax, bleak
( His plan went off without a hitch. )
"Self-destruct in three minutes."
He didn't hear the cockpit door slide open, or the heavy footsteps on the deck. He was too out of it.
It was then that two things happened at once. First, the door to the cockpit opened to a place that neither Harper nor the Nietzschean captain who'd just walked in through it, expected it to--a certain bar at the end of the universe.
Secondly, the bloody, completely furious Nietzschean started strangling Harper to death with a piece of wire, dislodged from somewhere during the fight, lifting him right up from his seat as he gagged and started to turn blue.
"Gack!"
"You kludge crotch dropping! We have three minutes left, but I'm going to make sure they're the most painful three minutes of your miserable life!"
Dragging Harper right out of the pilot's chair by the wire, he released him on the deck and kicked him in the side. There was little Harper could do but gasp and choke, keep himself from blacking out, and cover his chest and stomach with his arms.
"You fucking filthy, little mule!"
It was in clean view of whoever in the bar happened to be looking through the front door, open into Harper's ever-so-pleasant universe.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 01:02 amlatino_menaceChristmas OOM dump! Ramon and Random wake up on Christmas morning and see it in in the usual style. Later on they have Martin over for dinner and awkwardness, before heading off because of presents that need to be given elsewhere. Brazil is the first stop and after that, Columbia...Random takes Ramon home. After looking around and dinner, there's the evening and night, followed by Ramon taking a look around on his own. And then, the morning after, where Random takes care of a little problem.
[OOC: Threads 1, 3 and 4 contain smut, some mild violence in 6. Also, threads 1 and 2 are not quite finished yet as time and RL got in the way of completing before today - that'll be fixed when Christmas calms a little.]
[OOC: Threads 1, 3 and 4 contain smut, some mild violence in 6. Also, threads 1 and 2 are not quite finished yet as time and RL got in the way of completing before today - that'll be fixed when Christmas calms a little.]
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Dec. 27th, 2005 02:09 amanthy-rosebride.livejournal.comAnthy is curled up on the couch, knitting again. The wool is soft and white and very fuzzy.
She hasn't opened any of her presents yet, and she hasn't given any, either. Because Christmas is best celebrated a week after the 25th, when everything is on discount.
She hasn't opened any of her presents yet, and she hasn't given any, either. Because Christmas is best celebrated a week after the 25th, when everything is on discount.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 02:24 amlatino_menaceRamon inna bar. Looking very happy...someone had an excellent Chistmas.
Have at. He's full of good cheer today. Not necessarily goodwill, but what's new there?
Have at. He's full of good cheer today. Not necessarily goodwill, but what's new there?
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Dec. 27th, 2005 02:31 amtimsbooks.livejournal.comHEY LOOK!
Tims in bar.
He's just sitting back and relaxing, chilling all cool.
Okay, maybe not. He's got a pad of paper, a pencil and a Dungeons Masters Guide V3.5. He's actually setting up some plans for what he and Andrew discussed the other night.
Tims in bar.
He's just sitting back and relaxing, chilling all cool.
Okay, maybe not. He's got a pad of paper, a pencil and a Dungeons Masters Guide V3.5. He's actually setting up some plans for what he and Andrew discussed the other night.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 02:59 amtransgenic-max.livejournal.com(OOM: Millitimed to Christmas night. Zack and Jason are locked up)
Also Millitimed to said night, this post.
A rather blood-soaked Max stalks out of the office, pausing only to snatch up the gun that had been lost under a table during the confusion earlier that evening. A brief expression of revulsion crosses her face, but she checks the safety and shoves it into her pocket anyway.
Certain that the weapon's no longer lying around for the wrong person to stumble upon, she continues up to her room.
The aura of sheer fury radiating from her suggests that company is very much Not Welcome.
(OOC: Mostly just a placeholder to explain why there isn't a random gun lying around under a table somewhere. Reactions are fine, but please to not be intercepting the X5 without pinging the mun first. She is very much in a biting mood.)
Also Millitimed to said night, this post.
A rather blood-soaked Max stalks out of the office, pausing only to snatch up the gun that had been lost under a table during the confusion earlier that evening. A brief expression of revulsion crosses her face, but she checks the safety and shoves it into her pocket anyway.
Certain that the weapon's no longer lying around for the wrong person to stumble upon, she continues up to her room.
The aura of sheer fury radiating from her suggests that company is very much Not Welcome.
(OOC: Mostly just a placeholder to explain why there isn't a random gun lying around under a table somewhere. Reactions are fine, but please to not be intercepting the X5 without pinging the mun first. She is very much in a biting mood.)
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Dec. 27th, 2005 03:06 amspeaknoweevil.livejournal.comOn the down side: this isn't where he meant to end up, and he's got about fifteen cents total on him.
On the plus side: there's snow outside. Novelty! Neptune's white powder tends to be of a different sort.
Now, to go outside or not to go outside?
[OOC:Not necessarily in for long. Ahahaha. Hah.]
On the plus side: there's snow outside. Novelty! Neptune's white powder tends to be of a different sort.
Now, to go outside or not to go outside?
[OOC:
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Dec. 27th, 2005 06:30 aminquisitiveheroHank sits on a stool at the Bar, drinking water and eating breakfast. Christmas is nearly over and the bag has one more day of being next to him, but for today, it still shimmers brightly. Every once in awhile he glances around. He still has presents for some of those he has missed.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 09:14 amarchimedes19.livejournal.comArchimedes comes down from his room for the first time in days. He had been feeling a little under the weather. It seems that Lady Bar knew that so when he ordered his grapes and tea she also included a Tangram. His eyes light up and makes his way to a booth to study.
Perhaps someone should remind the old man that he needs to eat.
Perhaps someone should remind the old man that he needs to eat.
Enter a Dead Charmed One
Dec. 27th, 2005 09:36 amoldestcharmed1.livejournal.comThe door doesn't open but just in front of the door there is a glow of lights that surround a figure that has begun to appear in the center of the white light. A translucent being that slowly begins to form the spirit of a woman. Once she has finished forming the balls of light have vanished.
Prue Halliwell stands in front of the door giving off a heavenly light. She is confused and looking around, this is clearly not where she had expected to end up.
Prue Halliwell stands in front of the door giving off a heavenly light. She is confused and looking around, this is clearly not where she had expected to end up.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 09:59 amgone_byebyeThe door in the side of the Firehouse must be feeling pretty sad and neglected by now. This is the third time that a slender brass pole has appeared in Milliways only to deliver a parapsychologist from some other building's second floor.
Ray Stantz- he loves the pole.
*ahem* Anyway, there's a Ghostbuster in the bar in his civvies, and he's getting himself some lunch, so have at.
Ray Stantz- he loves the pole.
*ahem* Anyway, there's a Ghostbuster in the bar in his civvies, and he's getting himself some lunch, so have at.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 10:03 amphilotic-jane.livejournal.comIt's that blink of an eye, the moment in which one is not really certain what one has seen. Was there really someone at that bar stool a moment ago? Probably. People can't just appear in this place, right?
There's a familiar-looking blonde woman at the bar. This isn't necissarily the blonde woman you're looking for, however. Jane is relaxing for once. Perhaps she's ignoring the problems of her 'verse for once. She's in a good mood. Talk to her!
There's a familiar-looking blonde woman at the bar. This isn't necissarily the blonde woman you're looking for, however. Jane is relaxing for once. Perhaps she's ignoring the problems of her 'verse for once. She's in a good mood. Talk to her!
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Dec. 27th, 2005 10:14 amempath-wiggin.livejournal.comSurprising, perhaps, but not to some.
Valentine Wiggin-Skywalker and Mark Cohen are sietting at a table, having a rather intense conversation. Not intense in the sense of angry or emotional, but, well, both of them seem to be in deep conversation about a stuffed Ewok in the middle of the table. Mark is trying to convince Val not to give it back to Wes. Anyone care to join the argument?
Valentine Wiggin-Skywalker and Mark Cohen are sietting at a table, having a rather intense conversation. Not intense in the sense of angry or emotional, but, well, both of them seem to be in deep conversation about a stuffed Ewok in the middle of the table. Mark is trying to convince Val not to give it back to Wes. Anyone care to join the argument?
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Dec. 27th, 2005 11:14 amlvpd_sidleGiven her temporary promotion to co-shift supervisor, Sara has found herself much busier than normal.
She is processing a set of metal instruments.
Interrupt at will.
She is processing a set of metal instruments.
Interrupt at will.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 11:19 ambanished-to.livejournal.comEventually, of course, she has to go. She promised to wait until after Christmas, and now it is, in fact, after Christmas. Which is why Hel, with a fairly large bag of the items she has been given to help with the boredom, slips down the stairs and to the door. Without hesitation she grips the handle, without pause she pulls the door open and ducks to exit. Without a hitch in her step she walks across the threshold and into the grey nothing that is Niflheim.
Behind her, on the floor, is a faint noise. One cloak, red and with spells of warmth layered into it. A pile of notes, written painstakingly. One tooth, bound in a strip of leather: the bottom tooth from a Jaguar's jaw. And a card.
Click.
Behind her, on the floor, is a faint noise. One cloak, red and with spells of warmth layered into it. A pile of notes, written painstakingly. One tooth, bound in a strip of leather: the bottom tooth from a Jaguar's jaw. And a card.
Click.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 11:46 amtea-and-honor.livejournal.comSo don't ask how a Fox-shaped (and sized) Fox managed to get the presents into the bar. Let alone wrapped, etc. Of course, if you know her it shouldn't be a problem. Because: Shifter.
Regardless. The Bar is asked (in, er, fox) to make certain people get their gifts. There is a Tea set for Merriman, full sized. Harp music for Bran (and where she found a score of Aerosmith for the Harp, God only knows). A book of off-color to flat out dirty jokes for Will Stanton. A good, warm coat and scarf for Wellard. (The coat is black. The scarf is neon purple paisley.) Several books on hunting-tips-for-kits-and-young-falcons, a warm sweater, and a vole-flavored squeaky toy for Mordred.
Everyone else shetorments has ever dealt with gets a half pound of Gunpowder Green tea.
Regardless. The Bar is asked (in, er, fox) to make certain people get their gifts. There is a Tea set for Merriman, full sized. Harp music for Bran (and where she found a score of Aerosmith for the Harp, God only knows). A book of off-color to flat out dirty jokes for Will Stanton. A good, warm coat and scarf for Wellard. (The coat is black. The scarf is neon purple paisley.) Several books on hunting-tips-for-kits-and-young-falcons, a warm sweater, and a vole-flavored squeaky toy for Mordred.
Everyone else she
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Dec. 27th, 2005 11:59 amgentleprince.livejournal.comIt is morning. Faramir likes morning. It's quiet -- relatively speaking -- making it an enjoyable time to work on... anything, really, from which one does not mind distraction. He COULD, it's true, work on his various plans for the reinhabitation of Ithilien, for organizing the White Company, etc. But he has no idea when he might be leaving, and it's early, so instead he's drawing moles.
...yes, moles.
Really he's copying the drawings from a children's book sitting in front of him. He goes about the task very slowly but with meticulous care, thus avoiding the need to erase very often. Drawing was not often something he was allowed to do at home; he is enjoying the freedom to indulge his minimal (so he would call them) skills here immensely.
Feel free to come watch, or say hello. He's a friendly sort, this prince, if a touch shy sometimes.
...yes, moles.
Really he's copying the drawings from a children's book sitting in front of him. He goes about the task very slowly but with meticulous care, thus avoiding the need to erase very often. Drawing was not often something he was allowed to do at home; he is enjoying the freedom to indulge his minimal (so he would call them) skills here immensely.
Feel free to come watch, or say hello. He's a friendly sort, this prince, if a touch shy sometimes.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 12:08 pmiamnotstorm.livejournal.comSarah innabar!
She's still got a few people she's looking out for to give presents to, and she's still got a heap of christmas crackers and edibles to hand out to people she hasn't met yet.
The Bar has once again dressed her in tutu and tiara, though has not provided her with a scepter today, though she's still every inch the Sugarplum Fairy, toe-shoes and all. Not that she knows how to use them, but she suspects they'd be good for kicking people.
('bout half an hour for lunchness, then gone until I get home this everning. same warning for Clive who I'll be posting momentairly. gone now, for like, six-ish hours, if you're good with slowtime, g'head and tag away, same goes for Clive above.)
She's still got a few people she's looking out for to give presents to, and she's still got a heap of christmas crackers and edibles to hand out to people she hasn't met yet.
The Bar has once again dressed her in tutu and tiara, though has not provided her with a scepter today, though she's still every inch the Sugarplum Fairy, toe-shoes and all. Not that she knows how to use them, but she suspects they'd be good for kicking people.
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Out of Milliways
Dec. 27th, 2005 12:10 pm3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com>> December 28th, 2005: The Roof
[OOM: While scouting out a new place to train, Goldy discovers Raph's tent. Cue shocked occupant, followed by beer, typical banter, and flirtation with a few plot points.]
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Dec. 27th, 2005 12:11 pmgoodbyesandusky.livejournal.comClive was over in one of the chairs by the fire, not anywhere near as gothed as he usually was, bad night the night before, or bad morning today, he's got coffee though, and there's a lumpy patchwork bag nearby with a lumpy hand-stitched goth kangaroo peeking out. He was more or less keeping an eye out for Sally so he could give her her christmas present, other than that he was about on the edge of a breakdown, he's due anyway, someone go poke him, but be warned, there might be tears.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 12:18 pmgorlim.livejournal.com[OOM: Not your average cowboys - in which Gorlim and Ramon Salazar go riding in the woods outside Milliways. There is also ice-fishing, snowball-fighting, and a curious digression in which the Narrative Pause becomes an NPC and starts making statements longer than the actual IC content of the tags until the muns get it under control and send it to drown itself, thus enabling the thread to be completed without as much crack.
Why yes, that part was threaded at five in the morning. *cough, eyedart, eyedart*
Read it. Because it's worth reading.
The thread is millitimed to "any time between the first snowfall and Christmas" and has no relevance to anything else going on, it's just a scene the muns thought should happen.]
Why yes, that part was threaded at five in the morning. *cough, eyedart, eyedart*
Read it. Because it's worth reading.
The thread is millitimed to "any time between the first snowfall and Christmas" and has no relevance to anything else going on, it's just a scene the muns thought should happen.]
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Dec. 27th, 2005 12:26 pmways-lust.livejournal.comLust walks down the stairs with a satisfied look in her eyes and her usual serene and slightly superior smile on her lips.
She stops at the counter and orders breakfast before deciding to pick a table. Yes, it's after lunch, but she feels like pancakes, so watch it!
She stops at the counter and orders breakfast before deciding to pick a table. Yes, it's after lunch, but she feels like pancakes, so watch it!
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Dec. 27th, 2005 01:02 pmthe_lioness[OOM: Last night, Adam tells Alanna about his past, she tells him about her scars and they have an important discussion about the future.]
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Dec. 27th, 2005 01:13 pmthe_antiangstAngel's looking extraordinarily pleased with... well, (after)life, the universe, everything really. It's probably best that you not ask for details.
He drops off some packages with Bar, saying, "Can you make sure these get to where they're going, honey? Thanks." The packages in question are for Lilly, Roger, Mimi, Maureen, and April.
That done, Angel gets some hot chocolate and paradoxes and heads for the fireplace. On an almost entirely unrelated note, he's wearing the patchwork skirt Val gave him.
He drops off some packages with Bar, saying, "Can you make sure these get to where they're going, honey? Thanks." The packages in question are for Lilly, Roger, Mimi, Maureen, and April.
That done, Angel gets some hot chocolate and paradoxes and heads for the fireplace. On an almost entirely unrelated note, he's wearing the patchwork skirt Val gave him.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 01:15 pmshaped-jeedai.livejournal.comOh, what's this? It's a Tahiri in the bar! Why, this hasn't happened in days!
Mostly because the Jeedai girl has been hiding up in her room under as many blankets as she can find, with occasional trips out to the greenhouse to get some much-needed sunshine and poke at the plants.
Plants are fun to poke at. Sometimes if she gets particularly bored she talks to them and tries to see if she can tell what they're thinking.
She's also spent some time in the simulators, but not too much because really flying isn't nearly as fun as poking plants, but if she doesn't keep in practice then she'll lose what slight piloting skills she has.
Anyway, what this all boils down to is Tahiri in the Bar, grinning at a couple of packages and a small fruit that showed up when she asked for hot chocolate.
Two more pairs of slippers! A dress thing! A music ball with holos of Tatooine and Zonama Sekot! Earth holidays are astral.
Mostly because the Jeedai girl has been hiding up in her room under as many blankets as she can find, with occasional trips out to the greenhouse to get some much-needed sunshine and poke at the plants.
Plants are fun to poke at. Sometimes if she gets particularly bored she talks to them and tries to see if she can tell what they're thinking.
She's also spent some time in the simulators, but not too much because really flying isn't nearly as fun as poking plants, but if she doesn't keep in practice then she'll lose what slight piloting skills she has.
Anyway, what this all boils down to is Tahiri in the Bar, grinning at a couple of packages and a small fruit that showed up when she asked for hot chocolate.
Two more pairs of slippers! A dress thing! A music ball with holos of Tatooine and Zonama Sekot! Earth holidays are astral.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 01:42 pmthe_lioness*Whistling, Alanna dashes through the front door and back to the staff quarters, returning a few minutes later with a green dragon tucked under her arm. After a quick trip to the bar for food and drink, girl and dragon flop down on the sofa. It's entirely possible that Alanna has decided that now is a good time to educate Puff on Tortall's Code of Chivalry.*
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Dec. 27th, 2005 03:29 pmred-as-rose.livejournal.comRose herself wasn't downstairs for very long, but was just long enough to put up this very sign:
New Year's Eve Party!
In Room 506, Milliways Bar
Invited: Everyone.
Bring your friends, your family, your pets, and maybe even your kids.
Don't RSVP, just show up.
Hosted by Rose Red, who for the moment does not care if you are a childhood enemy or anything, just keep the grudges outside.
And, with that, left again.
In Room 506, Milliways Bar
Invited: Everyone.
Bring your friends, your family, your pets, and maybe even your kids.
Don't RSVP, just show up.
Hosted by Rose Red, who for the moment does not care if you are a childhood enemy or anything, just keep the grudges outside.
And, with that, left again.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 03:42 pmjaded-jedi.livejournal.comMara Jade-Skywalker in the bar, still fiddling with a history book.
She has a cup of caff, and a bowl of strizzleberries. Come and poke her!
Or just talk. Poking not so good.
She has a cup of caff, and a bowl of strizzleberries. Come and poke her!
Or just talk. Poking not so good.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 03:44 pmundignifiedWes can't wrap presents. Well, he can, but with great difficulty and lots of swearing. Well, some swearing. For some reason he's not been doing that a lot lately, hardly realising it. Must be something to do with the outfit.
Anyway, most of them are wrapped (very crudely) and have been left with Bar; he's just finishing off Val's, which involves adding things to a book, in Aurebesh. Probably best not to ask, but you know you want to anyway.
Or maybe just stare at the dress.
( presents for: Jaina, Zekk, Val, Atton, Inyri, Wedge, Brian, Sam, Mark )
Anyway, most of them are wrapped (very crudely) and have been left with Bar; he's just finishing off Val's, which involves adding things to a book, in Aurebesh. Probably best not to ask, but you know you want to anyway.
Or maybe just stare at the dress.
( presents for: Jaina, Zekk, Val, Atton, Inyri, Wedge, Brian, Sam, Mark )
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Dec. 27th, 2005 03:59 pmdragonofgrey.livejournal.comThere was a new ring on Draco's finger, and he was sitting in a chair reading his new book on Defense Against the Dark Arts: Advanced Techniques with great interest. He was also in a quiet corner of the bar, with just a single light for reading.
Meanwhile, he was still contemplating some things. Also keeping a wary eye out for certain people. He was trying to keep low profile.
Meanwhile, he was still contemplating some things. Also keeping a wary eye out for certain people. He was trying to keep low profile.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 04:38 pmhogwartsbadger.livejournal.comHelga enters the bar in a flurry of cold snow, the hood of her cloak keeping her face in shadow, her head bowed against the wind. The door cloes behind her with a bang and she jumps, looking up to see where she is.
"Oh," she says simply, pushing her hood back and unfastening her cloak. She drapes it over the back of a chair to dry, and takes a seat.
"Oh," she says simply, pushing her hood back and unfastening her cloak. She drapes it over the back of a chair to dry, and takes a seat.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 05:02 pmjedipilot.livejournal.comJaina and Zekk are sitting at their normal booth, random objects and items sprawled out on the table in front of them. Christmas gifts really are fun. So, Jaina continues to play her game of solitare with her new sabacc deck (starfighter suits are astral) from Wes while Zekk flips furtively through a book that Sam had given him.
Zekk's ignoring Jaina's glares and comments about moving on to a different book. Apparently someone's not happy with the train of thoughts flowing between them.
Zekk's ignoring Jaina's glares and comments about moving on to a different book. Apparently someone's not happy with the train of thoughts flowing between them.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 05:03 pmawesome_lilly[OOM: Lilly has a restless night, and ends up thinking about people she misses. Now with bonus links to newly revealed and very revealing Crystal of Osiris threads! Rated S for somewhat smutty, and WOOMCH! for... well, you'll see.]
Fruit of zee vine
Dec. 27th, 2005 05:15 pmsteak-man.livejournal.comSo he's eating a nice tender cut of filet mignon and drinking a nice pinot noir and trying to mellow out. Even though he's alone, he has a white tablecloth and candles to complete the vision, because that's the way it oughtta be done.
He hasn't discovered Stella's gift for him under the tree, because his brain automatically blocks the idea that people would get him presents. Never you mind that he actually got one this season. Or two, if you count Secret Santa.
Mmm. Pinot noir.
[OOC: You could ostensibly tag this post at any point in time tonight and you will get tagged back. Isn't that awesome?]
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Dec. 27th, 2005 05:24 pmthe4thsister.livejournal.comPaige got back to the bar late last night and orbed straight up to her room, she'd had a nice Christmas back home with her family, even Grams was there, and considering she's been dead for 5 years that was pretty special.
She'd also had a bit of time to think about everything she was missing in her life, a real sense of purpose, someone other than her family that truly loved her, seeing Piper and Leo together despite the fact they weren't together anymore reminded her of that.
So today she isn't in the bar, she's out by the lake drawing, only she's wearing gloves cos it's so cold so it's not going so well.
Still at least it's taking her mind off the emptiness she feels right now.
She'd also had a bit of time to think about everything she was missing in her life, a real sense of purpose, someone other than her family that truly loved her, seeing Piper and Leo together despite the fact they weren't together anymore reminded her of that.
So today she isn't in the bar, she's out by the lake drawing, only she's wearing gloves cos it's so cold so it's not going so well.
Still at least it's taking her mind off the emptiness she feels right now.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 06:05 pmslayer_frayOh rutting hell.
This tights, tunic and hot pants ensemble was amusing the first day, but now it's just silly. And Mel still doesn't have her scythe.
So she's sitting at a table in the middle of the bar, drinking mulled wine and trying very hard to resist the urge to slap her thigh.
This tights, tunic and hot pants ensemble was amusing the first day, but now it's just silly. And Mel still doesn't have her scythe.
So she's sitting at a table in the middle of the bar, drinking mulled wine and trying very hard to resist the urge to slap her thigh.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 06:09 pmsymbiote-venom.livejournal.comEddie Brock, a.k.a. Venom, in the bar, sitting in a booth. Curiously, he isn't in his usual black suit. Instead the symbiote has taken on the form of jeans, a black t-shirt, and a trench coat, leaving Eddies head totally uncovered, which is uncommon for him. He runs a hand through his dirty blond hair and takes a sip of his beer, looking around casually, happy not to be sticking out like he usually does. Sometimes, he just prefers to look normal.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 06:14 pmgrimy-brian.livejournal.com"SOOOO - "
Brian stops singing, scratches his head, and looks confused for a minute or two, still holding the door open. Or possibly propping himself up on it. Someone's been celebrating.
An idea strikes, and he carefully modifies words.
"SOOO THERE IT WAAAAS, MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYOOOOOONE'S STILL HAVING FUUUUUUUUUN, LOOOK TO THE FUTURE NOW IT'S COMING ANY MIIIIIIINUUUUUUUUUTE...LIKE A NUMBER 8 BUS THAT THE BUS STOP SWEARS IS ON TIIIIIME... LALALAAAAAAA..."
Brian, it would appear, is in a Good Mood.
Brian stops singing, scratches his head, and looks confused for a minute or two, still holding the door open. Or possibly propping himself up on it. Someone's been celebrating.
An idea strikes, and he carefully modifies words.
"SOOO THERE IT WAAAAS, MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYOOOOOONE'S STILL HAVING FUUUUUUUUUN, LOOOK TO THE FUTURE NOW IT'S COMING ANY MIIIIIIINUUUUUUUUUTE...LIKE A NUMBER 8 BUS THAT THE BUS STOP SWEARS IS ON TIIIIIME... LALALAAAAAAA..."
Brian, it would appear, is in a Good Mood.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 06:23 pmemrys-lost.livejournal.comIt's been a long time since anyone's seen Merlin. Which is really very odd, as there is no where that he could have been, what with still being stuck in the bar.
It's probably because he was out in the woods most of the time. He's never been terribly comfortable with crowded places.
But it's cold outside tonight, so he's in the bar now, sitting beside the fire, watching his shadow dance.
He's not doing anything particularly important. Feel free to bother him.
It's probably because he was out in the woods most of the time. He's never been terribly comfortable with crowded places.
But it's cold outside tonight, so he's in the bar now, sitting beside the fire, watching his shadow dance.
He's not doing anything particularly important. Feel free to bother him.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 06:24 pmazarathsraven.livejournal.comOh em gee.
It's Raven in the bar. Sitting by the observation window, working on a salad and glass of strawberry lemonaid as she contentedly watches the various patrons wandering around, conversing or doing whatever it is they do.
She seems happy, which is a big change from the way she had been the past few times she'd come to milliways.
Come say hi! Come see what has her happy.
((MAY be slow timed due to work calling me in.))
It's Raven in the bar. Sitting by the observation window, working on a salad and glass of strawberry lemonaid as she contentedly watches the various patrons wandering around, conversing or doing whatever it is they do.
She seems happy, which is a big change from the way she had been the past few times she'd come to milliways.
Come say hi! Come see what has her happy.
((MAY be slow timed due to work calling me in.))
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Dec. 27th, 2005 06:55 pmbadinlatinYes.
It's true.
Captain. In Purple Suspenders.
If he didn't like them, he wouldn't have worn them again, right?
At any rate, he seems to be very pleased at all the food he and the crew received. He's trying to figure out how it's going to get all back to the ship, honestly.
"Protein ain't that bad..."
Might as well work on some of it now, as he looks through the rest of his presents. Samantha's scarf goes immediately around his neck, while Lilly's stamp - a small wooden chicken, of course - is tested out in Samantha's notebook.
R.S.C. Approved, baby.
It's true.
Captain. In Purple Suspenders.
If he didn't like them, he wouldn't have worn them again, right?
At any rate, he seems to be very pleased at all the food he and the crew received. He's trying to figure out how it's going to get all back to the ship, honestly.
"Protein ain't that bad..."
Might as well work on some of it now, as he looks through the rest of his presents. Samantha's scarf goes immediately around his neck, while Lilly's stamp - a small wooden chicken, of course - is tested out in Samantha's notebook.
R.S.C. Approved, baby.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 07:03 pmjonathanparagon.livejournal.comJonathan's in the bar, sitting by the Bar with a cup of coffee.
He's twitchier than usual, and keeps glancing at the stairs like he's waiting for someone.
He's twitchier than usual, and keeps glancing at the stairs like he's waiting for someone.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 07:17 pmgoodbyesandusky.livejournal.comClive was still over in one of the chairs by the fire, though his cocoa had been traded for tea, he'd drunk just about as much of the tea as he had of the cocoa, which was to say none.
Skippy the Goth Kangaroo was still keeping him company, and still keeping an eye out for a certain ragdoll, though there wasn't much a stuffed kangaroo could do to make the teen feel better. He'd been fighting a breakdown most of the day, and even the Cure wasn't helping as well as they usually did.
Not'depressed gothboy near the fire, poke at will, but there's still an active warning of 'yeah, he might cry on you'
Skippy the Goth Kangaroo was still keeping him company, and still keeping an eye out for a certain ragdoll, though there wasn't much a stuffed kangaroo could do to make the teen feel better. He'd been fighting a breakdown most of the day, and even the Cure wasn't helping as well as they usually did.
Not'depressed gothboy near the fire, poke at will, but there's still an active warning of 'yeah, he might cry on you'
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Dec. 27th, 2005 07:20 pmgood-witch-tara.livejournal.comTara comes down the stairs and enters the bar, a little hop clearly in her step. Her cheeks are rather flushed. She sits down at the bar and, before she can say a word, a steaming cup of hot chocolate topped with whipped cream appears in front of her. "Thanks!"
She takes a sip and, like last time, gets a little whipped cream on her nose. She doesn't notice.
She takes a sip and, like last time, gets a little whipped cream on her nose. She doesn't notice.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 07:22 pmmagick-willow.livejournal.com*Willow Rosenberg walks into the bar, looking utterly exhausted, splattered with something green and oozy*
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Dec. 27th, 2005 07:33 pmmusical-muse.livejournal.com*Tere is curled up at the piano, beginning to meet the new instrument*
Try to remember when life was so tender
that no one wept except the willow.
Try to remember when life was so tender that
dreams were kept beside your pillow.
Try to remember when life was so tender that
love was an ember about to billow.
Try to remember and if you remember then follow...
Try to remember when life was so tender
that no one wept except the willow.
Try to remember when life was so tender that
dreams were kept beside your pillow.
Try to remember when life was so tender that
love was an ember about to billow.
Try to remember and if you remember then follow...
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Dec. 27th, 2005 07:45 pmways-lust.livejournal.comLust is still here, people-watching from her table and dawdling over a glass of wine. Draco for one.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 07:46 pmiamnotstorm.livejournal.comSarah had once again commandeered a booth, and had once again been dressed as the Sugarplum Fairy. She just rolled her eyes and flopped herself down in the seat, keeping an eye out for the few people she still had to deliver presents to, and also for anyone who looked like they could use a christmas cracker or a bag of assorted goodies.
Bar had given her the secpter back at least, but she was still stuck with the toe shoes, which of course meant she was tempted to try the toe shoes, though she hadn't yet.
Bar had given her the secpter back at least, but she was still stuck with the toe shoes, which of course meant she was tempted to try the toe shoes, though she hadn't yet.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 07:49 pmfairest1.livejournal.comSnow enters Milliways through the painting portal, as usual. She adjusts her collar to ensure that her new chain is hidden, but still on hand if needed. Giving a slight sigh, she manages a smile, then heads over to Bar and orders a plate of fried paradoxes. With a glance around the bar, she then heads for her usual booth.
She's come to a decision, and while not relaxed, the tension of previous months is gone.
She's come to a decision, and while not relaxed, the tension of previous months is gone.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 07:51 pmimpulsivekid.livejournal.com"See, Max? I told you there was no debauchery," Bart says happily as he drags his mentor in from the closet. "Can we go get a penguin after this? I promise to keep it in the freezer."
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Dec. 27th, 2005 07:54 pmcol-cardboard.livejournal.com[OOM: Millitimed to Dec. 19th and linked now because I totally forgot to do this when we finished it.
Milliways Squadron, also called Paradox Squadron, has its first briefing. Featuring late entrances, pastry fights, and chaos of all kinds.]
Milliways Squadron, also called Paradox Squadron, has its first briefing. Featuring late entrances, pastry fights, and chaos of all kinds.]
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Dec. 27th, 2005 07:55 pmbloodyrockgodCharlie is playing the Gibson. A really fine instrument is like a old and beloved friend, and Charlie is visibly enjoying their conversation--which is in Bach, for those who care about such things.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 08:00 pmsmallestopenerIngress walks into the bar, hand-in-hand with Tom. She is wearing child-sized Quidditch robes, pussywillow slippers, and a purple pashmina shawl - all Christmas presents.
She is also bouncing, literally, from the effects of Christmas candy and cabin fever. Tom weighed the dangers of the Underside and the dangers of Milliways, and Milliways won.
No milkshakes or cookies for Ingress, please? Think of poor Tom. (And then slip her a bit anyway).
She is also bouncing, literally, from the effects of Christmas candy and cabin fever. Tom weighed the dangers of the Underside and the dangers of Milliways, and Milliways won.
No milkshakes or cookies for Ingress, please? Think of poor Tom. (And then slip her a bit anyway).
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Dec. 27th, 2005 08:09 pmcoming-west.livejournal.com[OOC: After a million years of writer's block...]
[OOM: Cally meets her roommate at the Italian embassy.]
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Dec. 27th, 2005 08:13 pmunique-moments.livejournal.comSamantha's in the bar, being generally Samanthalike and bouncy.
She's in a good mood, which is normal, of course. And she's wearing knee socks with stripes with her parachute pants (that make a lot of noise when she walks) as she eats her dinner while reading the comic she got for Christmas from Wes.
She's enjoying this series very much.
She's in a good mood, which is normal, of course. And she's wearing knee socks with stripes with her parachute pants (that make a lot of noise when she walks) as she eats her dinner while reading the comic she got for Christmas from Wes.
She's enjoying this series very much.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 08:15 pmvelocitygirlInyri Forge is standing at the bar, glancing at the present she just recieved. She has no idea why she has recieved something from Wes, or why it's a full collection of Garik Loran's movies.
She sighs, shrugs and sits down, ordering a glass of wine. Just don't tell her nutrionalist.
She sighs, shrugs and sits down, ordering a glass of wine. Just don't tell her nutrionalist.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 08:24 pmaction-antihero.livejournal.comJack heads into the bar, taking a seat on a stool and asking Bar for a pen and paper. When they appear he scribbles a ( note to Bernard )
He scribbles down a description of Chloe, then folds the note, and addresses it, placing it on the bar top without a word. It disappears and is replaced by a cup of coffee--obviously Bar has relaxed her restrictions on his coffee consumption for the moment.
He gives the bar top a pat in thanks, then picks up his coffee, sipping it thoughtfully.
He scribbles down a description of Chloe, then folds the note, and addresses it, placing it on the bar top without a word. It disappears and is replaced by a cup of coffee--obviously Bar has relaxed her restrictions on his coffee consumption for the moment.
He gives the bar top a pat in thanks, then picks up his coffee, sipping it thoughtfully.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 08:27 pmdevils-dandy.livejournal.comMontparnasse is in the bar, in a reasonable mood actually. There may be plotting and scheming, but it is more likely that he's just enjoying dinner.
Dinner is a little misleading perhaps, but them's the facts, as we know them.
Dinner is a little misleading perhaps, but them's the facts, as we know them.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 08:29 pmmistressmaryquitecontraryMary Lennox comes into the bar through the back door, wrapped in her green shawl, and clambers up to a seat at the counter.
For once, she doesn't look sullen, or even solemn; her face is bright and shining. A generous person might even call her pretty.
Christmas agrees with Mary.
For once, she doesn't look sullen, or even solemn; her face is bright and shining. A generous person might even call her pretty.
Christmas agrees with Mary.
OOM: The Past
Dec. 27th, 2005 09:02 pmqsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.comOOM #5: In the Van. In the Desert.
[ooc: during the first episode, while they drive to the QS project base]
[ooc: during the first episode, while they drive to the QS project base]
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Dec. 27th, 2005 09:04 pmfathers-cleric.livejournal.comJohn Preston's in the bar.
He's been a bit wary of bar for the past couple of days considering what happened when he was last here, or what he thinks happened, his memory's still fuzzy.
So he's back in the bar, sitting warily at a table with a healthy new respect for this place, and the patrons.
Come and poke! tell him what an idiot he made of himself! (if you recall) Or wish him a Merry Christmas!
He's been a bit wary of bar for the past couple of days considering what happened when he was last here, or what he thinks happened, his memory's still fuzzy.
So he's back in the bar, sitting warily at a table with a healthy new respect for this place, and the patrons.
Come and poke! tell him what an idiot he made of himself! (if you recall) Or wish him a Merry Christmas!
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Dec. 27th, 2005 09:09 pmdoor-2-door.livejournal.comThe man is in the bar once more, observing with his usual indifference. He's wearing a black suit, but for the sake of being unique perhaps, no sunglasses. He checks, almost daily, for the door, but makes very little show of it, and rarely remains in the bar proper.
This is one of those rare occasions when he does take a table and a drink. Make good use of it.
This is one of those rare occasions when he does take a table and a drink. Make good use of it.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 09:15 pmguppy_sandhuGuppy comes out of the infirmary and goes to the bar. He gets a black coffee and some lunch and looks around the bar for Hank.
He'll talk happily to anyone else. His usual source of conversation isn't doing much talking right now.
He'll talk happily to anyone else. His usual source of conversation isn't doing much talking right now.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 09:15 pmtransgenic-max.livejournal.comSince the last time she'd been in, Max had aquired an interesting collection of injuries. Bruises on her forearms, a bandage wrapped around her left bicep, faintly spotted with blood.
She doesn't really comprehend the whole bedrest thing. Instead, she's staring off out the observation window.
Poke the X5? Not literally, of course...
She doesn't really comprehend the whole bedrest thing. Instead, she's staring off out the observation window.
Poke the X5? Not literally, of course...
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Dec. 27th, 2005 09:37 pmblue_eyed_lordHis cohort's plans may be failing, but the darker emotions caused by them are helping him quite a lot. His plan is progressing better than even he expected. Lovely.
The Black Rider sits in one of the high-backed chairs by the fire, enjoying a fine brandy. Yes, things are going quite well indeed.
Do come say hello.
The Black Rider sits in one of the high-backed chairs by the fire, enjoying a fine brandy. Yes, things are going quite well indeed.
Do come say hello.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 10:08 pmgorlim.livejournal.comThere's a pretty, traitorous Adan in the bar.
At the bar.
With cider.
And a cat.
Come see if you can pronounce her name. Come on. We dare you.
At the bar.
With cider.
And a cat.
Come see if you can pronounce her name. Come on. We dare you.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 10:30 pmladyfirestarterChristmas at the Taos installation was ... different this year. Fifty-odd traumatized psychic children, all of them missing home and none of them too certain about this archaic form of the holiday, will do that.
But there were tiny lights against the dark desert winter, and there was fire and warmth against the cold, and there was food and drink and song and the all-encompassing embrace of the good-mind against the loneliness of exile. And for the most part the kids are okay.
And Irene Tassenbaum is scheduled to move in and take up her teaching job after the New Year.
Charlie McGee feels she's earned herself a short break.
But there were tiny lights against the dark desert winter, and there was fire and warmth against the cold, and there was food and drink and song and the all-encompassing embrace of the good-mind against the loneliness of exile. And for the most part the kids are okay.
And Irene Tassenbaum is scheduled to move in and take up her teaching job after the New Year.
Charlie McGee feels she's earned herself a short break.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 11:03 pmgrovecj.livejournal.comOG at the bar, with coffee and buttered toast.
Come bug the normal guy.
Come bug the normal guy.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 11:10 pmflybywash"Whoa."
That would be the sound of Wash discovering the present his Secret Santa left him. He's sitting by the tree with his bad leg stretched out and his good one tucked up underneath it, turning the intricate model of Serenity over between his hands with a look of pure glee.
Wait until he gets the ramp to work.
That would be the sound of Wash discovering the present his Secret Santa left him. He's sitting by the tree with his bad leg stretched out and his good one tucked up underneath it, turning the intricate model of Serenity over between his hands with a look of pure glee.
Wait until he gets the ramp to work.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 11:25 pmgonna_liveKaylee is quiet tonight -- wearing headphones and drawing. There's a half-empty mug of hot chocolate in front of her at her table.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 11:35 pmlightningbaron6.livejournal.comHe's spent a few days, including a rather bleak Christmas day, in Kiev to get away from things. Not a social call, but rather a chance to remember the happier times of his childhood, a chance to recover from ZERO's hold (even if things didn't go quite according to plan on that account).
Zechs didn't expect to wind up in the bar so soon after getting home, but as long as he's here, alcohol sounds like an attractive choice. He's really as far from alcoholic as they come, but right now, complete intoxication in spite of getting the mother of all hangovers in the morning seems to be a good idea. Feeling nothing is sometimes better than feeling too much.
He now sits in the most out of the way booth he can find, coat draped over the space beside him to dry out. An undecorated waterproof cast covers his left hand, disappearing to encase his forearm beneath the soft weave of a black sweater. His face is bruised (though the marks are beginning to turn to sickly, though still prominent, greens and yellows) and he seems to move stiffly, as if his side, abdomen and chest hurt.
A glass of scotch (neat) near one elbow is intended to lessen his sobriety, but he's barely touched it. He intends to remedy that shortly. Of course, he's already had one. That's his second.
Zechs didn't expect to wind up in the bar so soon after getting home, but as long as he's here, alcohol sounds like an attractive choice. He's really as far from alcoholic as they come, but right now, complete intoxication in spite of getting the mother of all hangovers in the morning seems to be a good idea. Feeling nothing is sometimes better than feeling too much.
He now sits in the most out of the way booth he can find, coat draped over the space beside him to dry out. An undecorated waterproof cast covers his left hand, disappearing to encase his forearm beneath the soft weave of a black sweater. His face is bruised (though the marks are beginning to turn to sickly, though still prominent, greens and yellows) and he seems to move stiffly, as if his side, abdomen and chest hurt.
A glass of scotch (neat) near one elbow is intended to lessen his sobriety, but he's barely touched it. He intends to remedy that shortly. Of course, he's already had one. That's his second.
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Dec. 27th, 2005 11:45 pmgone_byebyeRay slipped into the Bar this morning, and then out again. Now he's back.
What? He likes to keep busy.
Tonight he's wearing a red T-shirt emblazoned with the words AUSTRALIAN INDOOR RULES QUIDDITCH LEAGUE, and appears to be working on a team roster.
What? He likes to keep busy.
Tonight he's wearing a red T-shirt emblazoned with the words AUSTRALIAN INDOOR RULES QUIDDITCH LEAGUE, and appears to be working on a team roster.
