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[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

[oom: a new form of therapy; Random breaks things. Then he's found, and imparts some news. Eventually he gets calmed down. No warnings.]

(no subject)

[iopenthings]

[OOM: In the House of Arch, Door and Tom relay information and reaffirm their resolve not to get killed. Or to get anyone else killed, if they can help it. Except maybe Lord Voldemort.]

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[rigthegames.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Mal has a nightmare. Sands tries, but doesn't really succeed.]

No grand entrance from Sands today.

He comes in from the guest wing, with a very faint and utterly mirthless smile on his face. A slight detour by way of Bar to pick up some tequila, and he heads straight to the furthest corner of the furthest booth.

Lights up a cigarette and leans his head back against the wall, closing his eyes.

(no subject)

[ardens-guard.livejournal.com]

Julian's sitting in a booth, looking rather tense. He did a card reading this morning and this is why he's in the bar. There's a person or two he needs to talk to.

Even if it's not you he's looking for, feel free to bother him.

(no subject)

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

The Pace family re-enter the bar from Antar, all dressed up in their wedding clothes. Liam is carrying Megan, while Karen and Charlie follow a step behind, talking quietly.

(no subject)

[badinlatin]

[OOM: Before Mal and Kaylee settle a few things, Mal and Wash chat over coffee. It goes...well. There was caffeine, even!

Saturday morning, Mal and Kaylee run into each other by the stables. Goes nice.]

(no subject)

[namo]

[OOM: Curse of Immortality -- Námo and Mary Anne have a brief talk that involves both woe and discussion of nudity, which is followed by the frighteningly tender scene between Ruin and Mary Anne.

The muns deny all responsibility where Ruin and Mary Anne are concerned.

We're in the pillow fort.]

(no subject)

[young_tmriddle]

OOM: Upon finding out about Arithon's rescue from her pantry, Blodwen has threatened Tom with his life if she is in any way disturbed again within the House of Arch. Tom and Door have been busy reminding residents to in no way disturb her, follow her, look for her, etc. They've also reminded them in hushed voices and by note to not mention her existance within the house.

All of their lives hang in the balance, for Tom has no doubt that, given any provocation, she will strike against him, and strike hard. Then there will be nothing left to fight for.

For Arithon, Tom has left the following note.

It reads:

"You and I need to have a serious discussion."

(no subject)

[krazyglusurgeon.livejournal.com]

Breakfast is good.

It was one of those odd mornings when he felt the need for coffee. Usually, he couldn't stand the stuff and kept with his usual morning tea, but some days he just wanted coffee. Occasionally he needed it, but that wasn't the same.

On those days when he got coffee, it certainly wasn't anything extravagent. Just a cup of standard Columbian with enough cream and sugar to make you wonder about whether it was milk with coffee or coffee with milk. That, an egg, sunny side up, some bacon and a bit of toast and he was set.

Thus, he's set.

Feel free to say hello to Private Cooper.

(no subject)

[milkbonesoldier.livejournal.com]

Every so often there is one of those rare intervals where Wells finds space in his day for a lull in getting things ready. This is one of those spaces- Zuko's had his practise, the radios are assembled and ready to go, and his own workout was completed early this morning. Since Annie's upstairs for now, he's taking the opportunity to get breakfast and settle down at one of the booths with a view of most of the room. Maybe it's not the most secure location in the Bar, but it'll do for now.

(no subject)

[hollywdcockroch.livejournal.com]

The Front door Opens.

This is a figure who hasn't been around for a while-but that doesn't mean that he's not here. At least in spirit.

So he's got a tux on. And his hair is slicked back.

"...Okay. Right now? So not a good time."

But hey. He's here right?

Running a hand through his hair, Carl Denham puts on a big showman's face. He looks like he might want to address the bar at large.

Please, someones top him before he does.

(no subject)

[playintheblues.livejournal.com]

In the middle of the bar suddenly appears the boy who's not a boy. No, you didn't miss him - he wasn't there a minute ago. He stands for for a moment, blinking, and then a mixture of proud happy triumphant expression crosses his face and he walks over to bar and writes a quite note ( to Ms. White )

The note disappears and he sits down and orders himself an iced tea.

(no subject)

[last_adam]

[OOM: Sometimes, you can hear the tree.]

(no subject)

[shaped-jeedai.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Tahiri and the ship finally come into contact with Zonama (the planet) and Sekot (the mind).]

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[terror-soars.livejournal.com]

Terrorsaur is in a booth, a glowing green drink at his side. He's headdesking (headtabling?) softly. He doesn't even mind that he's spilling a bit of his drink each time.

*thunk* *thunk* *thunk*

Care to help a birdbot out?

(no subject)

[mothpapa.livejournal.com]

Hot chick by the lake.

Wandering aimlessly and humming to herself.

Behold, the Disney character valiently resisting the urge to break into song!

Come help her out.

Because we promise if she DOES sing, it won't be G-rated.

Ooh, look, clouds! Pretty.


[ooc: BACK AGAIN omg.]

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[e_delmar]

[OOM: Caspian comes to Shadow and he and Ennis have a chat.]

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[namo]

Námo is in the bar, in front of the hearth, on the floor.

Gabriel is in front of him, holding onto his Atar's hands as he tries to stand. He wobbles, laughs, and plops down on his diapered backside.

His father chuckles, tickles his belly, and holds out the blocks, which Gabriel eagerly takes.

(no subject)

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

He isn't sleeping. There's a story behind that that we're not going into.

But he is curled up tight on the couch, reflecting on being drunk and why it's a bad idea.

Someone's had a bit of an adventure recently.

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[somnium-sum.livejournal.com]

If captive, in the rebel host
Some youth, heart-mated, there must be,

He had no intentions of returning here. But he had supposed the door he had opened was the one to his rooms, but it opened up onto this larger, well-lit place that causes the pupils of his eyes to shrink suddenly, mumbling a curse under his breath. Fingers curl away from the knob as the door closes--and vanishes from his sight.

Who for her sake, or loved, or lost,
Will speed your ransomed blade to me.

(no subject)

[sistersxkeeper.livejournal.com]

Milkshake milkshake milky-shakey!!

Yes. Milkshake time. For one (Ms.) Anna Fitzgerald. Who is idly sipping at her milkshake and watching the patrons.

This place gets kind of boring for dead sixteen year olds. But she makes the best of it.

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[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

Out of Milliways:

Shelley Winters waits for the portal to the Second Age. Something is not quite right with Ishamael...

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[mollyprewett.livejournal.com]

[[OOM: Cain finally gets some mail that has piled up for a while. Molly and Cain deal with last minute details and plan the next leg of their trip. They take an impromptu canoe trip, and then hop on a bus to cover some distance faster.]]

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[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

Mal came down the stairs in a decent mood, tonight. Ordered a coffee, and retreated to a booth. Out of habit, she glanced over to the stone door that only she can really see properly, only to find that something - seemed different. Out of place.

So she goes over, tries the door, and is surprised - but not really - to find that it opens easily under her hand. She takes a second to stare at it, that half-open door into darkness and danger, then shuts it rather firmly and changes seats, picking a shadowed booth in the back with a clear view of her door.

And just watches it.

(no subject)

[the_lioness]

[OOM: Alanna and Adam discuss Thom, Blodwen and Adam's impending birthday.]

(no subject)

[beauty-marred.livejournal.com]

Narcissa is in the bar tonight.

In a chair by the observation window, to be exact, sipping a glass of wine.

She has far too much on her mind.

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[attic-girl.livejournal.com]

At a table somewhere in the bar sits Fuchsia, who is writing furiously in her journal. Although perhaps she is drawing.

A cup of tea and a small bowl of soup sit off to the side, ignored and likely long since cold.

(no subject)

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Sitting on a couch, Parker settles in for an evening of people-watching. He's nursing a beer, a different brand than his usual, darker.

He's watching for anyone interesting.

(no subject)

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

There's a very wet Atton in the bar. Presumably, he's been swimming in the lake. He probably doesn't know about the shark. He's not doing much - Sitting over in a corner booth, dripping on things and looking for people to throw buckets of cold water on. What? He's not in the best of moods, and he has to amuse himself somehow.

Don't mind the window-cleaning droid with the lightsaber crystal stabbed into it. It's artistic, and certainly not Atton taking out his frustrations on inanimate objects, oh no.

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[the-calcium-tm.livejournal.com]

Milkman in the bar.

Curiously, not drinking anything made from dairy products -- we have ourselves a genuine departure form the norm, here.

Course, root beer may not be such a large departure from the norm, yeah, but genuine all the same.

...Anyone have any icecream?

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[lethe-forgets.livejournal.com]

(OOM: Lethe and Hypnos have a bit of a discussion. Apparently, good moods are conducive to something resembling nymph-bravery.

Ever so conveniently timed to when she was still in a good mood. *shifty ... hides*)

Very Out of Milliways

[antarianmax.livejournal.com]

Yesterday, or last week, depending entirely on where you're from and your sense of time, there was a wedding on the planet of Antar, between King Max Zan Evans and now-Queen Faith Lehane.

Thanks to various local methods of entrance and also Michael the Milliways chauffer, many many people showed up. They mingled, too.

Then, there was an Actual Official Genuine Wedding. Thanks to Random Lyrae Dent and Havelock Vetinari, it was a lot more amusing than anybody expected. (Thanks to Liam Pace, the boquet-throwing got pretty interesting too.)

After Max and Faith left, there was more mingling! Complete with several reunions from sticky political situations earlier this your-choice-of-timeframe. People are, in fact, still mingling in slowtime. (Actually, people might be showing up in slowtime, too.)

Nobody specifically asked for gifts, but some were left anyway.

Gifts might also still be being left in slowtime, as a matter of fact.

Two Very, Very OOMs.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

[OOM the first: In which Faith is naked in front of an Evans, but not the one she's marrying. Rated N for NakedFaith and B for Blueination.

OOM the second: In which Faith chats with a few people while waiting for the ceremony to start. Includes, among other things, Graphic But Affectionate Threats Against Mark's Camera.]

(no subject)

[princeinexile]

There is a tired prince out in the grass. There are, however, happy turtleducklings in the lake, and a very alert malamute on watch.

What most folks don't know is that malamutes love to get wet, and so Xu Ning has no problem padding in to steer a duckling back toward the shore, where she can more readily get to them if something presents itself as a danger.

The boy, on the other hand, is pretty tired, and maybe a little nervy. He's had a rough week. Orphaned animals make for a lot of selfless work, so it should come as no surprise that Zuko's catching up on sleep while the turtleducklings enjoy their natural habitat and DON'T make a ruin of his bathroom.

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[bloodyrockgod]

Outside by the lake, where the sunset hits the trees in a particularly stunningly golden way, Charlie is doing yoga.

Yes, it looks like he's standing on one foot with his hands over his head. Juuuust wait.

(He's got to work off all those waffles somehow.)

Entrance Post

[stygian-promise.livejournal.com]

Well, up the goddess count in the Bar one more good citizens. Though I’m not exactly sure that you want this particular one.

Styx slowly – ever so slowly, no need to rush dear – saunters out from a darkened corner of the Bar. It's almost as if the shadows try desperately to cling to her, and after a moment she dismisses them with a indifferent roll of dark eyes and idle wave of long fingers.

She arcs a delicate eyebrow with mild curiosity and a slow, vicious curve of her lips.

"Interesting," she murmurs in a voice like sweetened poison. "Very interesting."

(no subject)

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy is outside, by the lake, dangling his toes in the water.

He isn't much of a swimmer, and even if the weather is rather unseasonably mild today, it's probably too cold for a dip. So he just skims stones and watches the world go by.

(no subject)

[shufti]

Over by the fire is Shufti, with Jack. She has a large wooly sock on one hand, which she has sewn two eyes and some fuzzy ears on. She and the sock are busy entertaining the baby, who is giggling.

Sometimes the simplest things are the most entertaining at that age.

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[lvpd_sidle]

--"What is this, high school? He just went with me to Faith's wedding."

The words might have been annoyed coming from anyone else, but Sara is just amused.

"I think that can be classified as NOYB. Give Georgie a kiss for me."

Pause. Eyeroll.

"Yes, you can include Jack in that. Tell him whining at his age is so undignified."

She snaps her phone closed before a response could be received, chuckling.

Sara inna bar, apparently inna cheerful mood. Get her while it lasts.

(no subject)

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

He actually came back a few days ago, but you've likely not noticed. It might be harder to recognize him in his current attire, and appearance. Especially since his skin wasn't as pale, slight tan, and ruddy complexion now, while his pale blond hair almost looked white now. He was dressed in wizard robes, but these were looser, and more layered than typical. Mostly light colored, with traces of mint colorings at the wide sash at his waist, and the overrobe. There was also a turban on his head as well. Boots completed the image. He was currently having sweetened tea, kababs, rice with lamb stew seasoned in spices, nan-e-lavash flatbread.

Clearly Draco rathered enjoyed his recent trip to 10th Century Persia.

EDIT: There was also a little sweetcake with a magic candle floating above it. Huh, must be somebody's birthday.

(no subject)

[kitchen_maid]

[OOM: In Phantasmorania, winter is passing slowly.]

(no subject)

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*Thom walks into the bar and sits down, looking faintly distracted. He has a pencil behind his ear.*

(no subject)

[ulfin-kingsman.livejournal.com]

The door vanishes again, giving a fleeting glimpse onto a battlefield, though the fighting seems to be dying down, and Ulfin stumbles through. Carney the wildcat bounds in after him, hissing and fur on end.

They're both bloody and filthy, and Ulfin looks shellshocked, but neither is obviously wounded. Ulfin spins back to the door as soon as he realizes where he is, clearly wanting to get back to whatever he came from.

There's time to intercept him, though, should anyone want to.

(no subject)

[the_antiangst]

Angel's got himself some reading material, it looks like. He's staked out a table and is paging through what looks like a big stack of paper, as well as being extremely careful with his drink.
Wouldn't do to get tea all over Mark's screenplay, after all, even if this isn't a particularly important copy.

Ginny is here

[missginnytonic.livejournal.com]

Ginny walks in it's been a while or it's felt like a while since she's been in here.. she could use a coke and some one to talk to not really in that order..

(no subject)

[yuppie-trash.livejournal.com]

A simple children's song.
Patrick Bateman opens the door.
( thinking )

Steps through, closes it.

(no subject)

[shelley_winters]

Out of Milliways:

A few hours after Shelley's return to the Second Age...

While Shelley was away, the Prince of Darkness mustered the resources of his shadowy network. Now, he unleashes what might be his most subversive and devious plan to date on an unsuspecting Shelley.

(no subject)

[and-far-away.livejournal.com]

Sharpe's in the bar, sitting in a corner with his sword across his knees, making it ready for the trip to Wells' world.

It's been hanging on a wall for months. It needs sharpening.

(no subject)

[puckishly.livejournal.com]

There is, as it happens, a fae in the bar.

He's lounging in a chair, looking rather impressively bored, and the knife-marks on his cheek and throat are just on the verge of fading away.

He will kill you if you look at him funny.

But first you will be tortured.

(no subject)

[stilljustandrew]

*Andrew comes thumping down the stairs from his room, notebook under his arm.*

*He sits down at the bar, orders a root beer float, and commences alternately scribbling and tapping his pencil on the bartop.*

(no subject)

[samael-diablo.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Where's he been? Who knows. But Lucifer gets his first piece of news from Thom.]