Jun. 11th, 2006
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Jun. 11th, 2006 12:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The crew's been on Muir the past few days. It's been a pretty relaxing time; most of it's been spent either at Keane and Phoebe's house or Annie's stables, with pauses for home-cooked food that, if not the best out there, has been served with great enthusiasm by Wash's parents.
But this is the Serenity crew we're talking about here.
It's probably not much of a surprise, then, that things just got a lot more interesting an hour ago.
So enter one rogue spaceship captain, slamming the door behind him. Without pausing for food or casual conversation, Mal makes a beeline to two people seated at a table: Ace and Raven. A hurried exchange follows, and Ace jumps to her feet, Raven not far behind.
They sweep out as fast as he came, and there's a quick glimpse of the ship's front hall before the door shuts behind them.
But this is the Serenity crew we're talking about here.
It's probably not much of a surprise, then, that things just got a lot more interesting an hour ago.
So enter one rogue spaceship captain, slamming the door behind him. Without pausing for food or casual conversation, Mal makes a beeline to two people seated at a table: Ace and Raven. A hurried exchange follows, and Ace jumps to her feet, Raven not far behind.
They sweep out as fast as he came, and there's a quick glimpse of the ship's front hall before the door shuts behind them.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 01:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
OOM: After Door faces Blodwen for the first time, she and Tom console each other, discuss the immediate future, and defy the White Rider the only way they can.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 01:38 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Bruce sits at a stool at the bar, tapping away at his laptop, humming under his breath. He is writing notes on an article he read. He is distracted, however, by thoughts of past, present, and future. He smiles wryly and takes a sip of his drink before going back to his notes.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 01:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Four years of hard work, and it all culminates here: Neptune High School's Class of 2006 takes to the stage.]
[As usual, season finale spoilers abound.]
[As usual, season finale spoilers abound.]
- Current Location: Neptune, California
Baiting Doctors
Jun. 11th, 2006 02:34 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
[[ From Here ]]
Mace Windu, in a state of undress that almost violates the rules, with bruises and superficial burns over about 2/3 of his body, makes his way across the bar proper to the Infirmary. He is hauling a KO'ed Boba Fett behind him.
Mace Windu: bruises and superficial burns over 2/3 of his body, painful, but only life-threatening if left untreated.
Boba Fett: broken rib, cauterized shallow cuts on arm and leg, ugly bruise around waist, a few other bruises around. Again, painful, but only life-threatening if left untreated.
Mace is conscious, Boba is not.
The Jedi won the duel. Sort of.
Mace Windu, in a state of undress that almost violates the rules, with bruises and superficial burns over about 2/3 of his body, makes his way across the bar proper to the Infirmary. He is hauling a KO'ed Boba Fett behind him.
Mace Windu: bruises and superficial burns over 2/3 of his body, painful, but only life-threatening if left untreated.
Boba Fett: broken rib, cauterized shallow cuts on arm and leg, ugly bruise around waist, a few other bruises around. Again, painful, but only life-threatening if left untreated.
Mace is conscious, Boba is not.
The Jedi won the duel. Sort of.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 03:03 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Okay, so, there was like this whole thing where he couldn't come in the bar 'cos revision and his dad, which, no. And then there was an exam period, which is like urgh urgh urgh AAARGH urgh COWS! (which so wasn't his fault) urgh blech driiiiiiiiiiink yes.
Point of the fact of the deal is, Brian. Inna bar. By a bar. Onna bar? Not yet. But, cider, so. Give him time.
Point of the fact of the deal is, Brian. Inna bar. By a bar. Onna bar? Not yet. But, cider, so. Give him time.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 06:59 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
She has been in the woods for quite some time, now. Simply waiting, although not
entirely certain what it is she is waiting for. All she knows is that for now, she is here. Near the Dreaming she need not even worry about reality. It holds enough, where dream touches land.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 09:07 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
What's in the news today? I'll tell you what's in the news today...
Nothing. Yet. But Knox is determined to get info about this Blodwen person (albeit carefully, if she's really that Bad). But the question is, how to do this?
So for now, Knox sits at a table, tapping his fingers and thinking and hoping that he can get somewhere soon. (At least he doesn't have to worry about anyone else scooping him.)
[ooc: mun onlinetill 11 am Eastern, and then sporadically through the day]
Nothing. Yet. But Knox is determined to get info about this Blodwen person (albeit carefully, if she's really that Bad). But the question is, how to do this?
So for now, Knox sits at a table, tapping his fingers and thinking and hoping that he can get somewhere soon. (At least he doesn't have to worry about anyone else scooping him.)
[ooc: mun online
A drow and his sunrises
Jun. 11th, 2006 09:33 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Drizzt was up with the dawn. Pre-dawn actually, he likes to watch sunrises. with that over he decides to go into bar to get something sweet to drink without alcohol before returning to the lakeside to train.
Feel free to tag at any point in his search for something sweet.
[OOC: Please tage me on AIM to let me knwo when you are tagging Drizzt on his way in, while he's ordering, after he goes back out side, etc. etc. etc.]
Feel free to tag at any point in his search for something sweet.
[OOC: Please tage me on AIM to let me knwo when you are tagging Drizzt on his way in, while he's ordering, after he goes back out side, etc. etc. etc.]
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Jun. 11th, 2006 11:09 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Anoia had returned, and she'd returned with a bang.
Or as much of a bang as she ever did, which was a girlish squeal and a giggle and quite a bit of bouncing. She flounced her way over to the bar, grinned when she was supplied with rainbow-striped plaid petit fours, and shimmied her way over to a table, looking around for someone, anyone really, who might need a spatula.
The petit fours were bait, see?
Or as much of a bang as she ever did, which was a girlish squeal and a giggle and quite a bit of bouncing. She flounced her way over to the bar, grinned when she was supplied with rainbow-striped plaid petit fours, and shimmied her way over to a table, looking around for someone, anyone really, who might need a spatula.
The petit fours were bait, see?
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Jun. 11th, 2006 11:29 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Slayer in bar, with coffee and food.
Also with a Watcher's Diary, given to her by Giles as a wedding present.
It's the tale of another Slayer who became Queen - of Spain, a few centuries ago.
Faith is rather riveted.
Also with a Watcher's Diary, given to her by Giles as a wedding present.
It's the tale of another Slayer who became Queen - of Spain, a few centuries ago.
Faith is rather riveted.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 12:19 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
A man in a cream-white tunic and green hose, boots, cloak and belt slips into the bar and stops cold. He might be surprised. He might be horrified. It's hard to tell, what with the lavender mask over his face.
Don't blame him, it wasn't his idea.
Neither was coming here, come to think of it, but the more distance between him and that Force-forsaken planet with it's sithspawn bastard of a diplomat, the happier he'll be.
(ooc:So, I thought I'd be here for the rest of the night, but I just got a call to head into the lab, so I'm begging slowtime for all threads. I'll be back in a couple of hours. Sorry! Back.)
Don't blame him, it wasn't his idea.
Neither was coming here, come to think of it, but the more distance between him and that Force-forsaken planet with it's sithspawn bastard of a diplomat, the happier he'll be.
(ooc:
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Jun. 11th, 2006 12:59 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Mal's in the bar, as usual, grinning a bit as she trails the end of a string for Orion. He's chasing it, very annoyed that the damn thing just won't stay still.
She's oddly happy. Conversation would likely go over well, unless, of course, you happen to be one of those people she enjoys tormenting.
And even then, who knows?
She's oddly happy. Conversation would likely go over well, unless, of course, you happen to be one of those people she enjoys tormenting.
And even then, who knows?
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Jun. 11th, 2006 01:03 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
It's a warm day, and Barty is in a good mood. England have just won their opening game in the Quidditch European Championships.
Right now, he's lying under a tree, half-reading, half-doing-nothing.
Right now, he's lying under a tree, half-reading, half-doing-nothing.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 01:04 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
One CSI, one Fable, and a deck of cards ... there should be an equals sign somewhere, but frankly, the narrator isn't quite sure what it all adds up to.
First, Rose leans over Bar, orders a whiskey and soda for each and then leaves the signed contract and a note of thanks for Lilly Kane, then makes her way over to Greg.
"I am so going to win."
"You're so totally not," he counters, and deals.
Gin rummy, anyone?
First, Rose leans over Bar, orders a whiskey and soda for each and then leaves the signed contract and a note of thanks for Lilly Kane, then makes her way over to Greg.
"I am so going to win."
"You're so totally not," he counters, and deals.
Gin rummy, anyone?
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Jun. 11th, 2006 01:30 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Molly hadn’t seen Asar-Suti this morning, so she had simply checked the list of things that needed to be done on the schedule tacked to the inside of the garden shed door and set to work.
It had felt good to get her hands in the soil again, and tend to the plants and paths and compost heap. She hadn’t realized how much she had missed it, and ended working longer than she had intended to.
But now she was in the bar with a tall glass of lemonade, looking over all of the faces she hasn’t seen in weeks, and feeling glad to be back. She wouldn’t mind visiting with familiar faces or making a new friend…
It had felt good to get her hands in the soil again, and tend to the plants and paths and compost heap. She hadn’t realized how much she had missed it, and ended working longer than she had intended to.
But now she was in the bar with a tall glass of lemonade, looking over all of the faces she hasn’t seen in weeks, and feeling glad to be back. She wouldn’t mind visiting with familiar faces or making a new friend…
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Jun. 11th, 2006 01:37 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Parker yawns. That's all.
He's feeling tagable.
He's feeling tagable.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 01:57 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
There was a superhero out by the lake, skeetshooting with lakerocks and lightning bolts, not over any real frustration for once, just to make sure she still could, keeping her skills sharp and all that.
There was a calico cat chasing dragonflies around the edge of the lake, only occasionally catching and eating one, or bringing the particularly shiny ones to leave in a pile near Sarah's feet.
Perfectly approachable really, just mind the static bubble.
There was a calico cat chasing dragonflies around the edge of the lake, only occasionally catching and eating one, or bringing the particularly shiny ones to leave in a pile near Sarah's feet.
Perfectly approachable really, just mind the static bubble.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 02:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Not quite OOM: Observed by Merriman, Bran and Mordred have sword practice by the lake. There are advantages and disadvantages to having the Hunter of the Wild Magic in one's head.]
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Jun. 11th, 2006 02:13 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
There's a John Preston in the bar studying the sky outside. Deep in thought.
Be wary of bothering, but all means-bother.
Be wary of bothering, but all means-bother.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 02:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Charlie is wedged into a booth, scribbling in his journal.
Plans to be made, you see.
And lyrics keep springing up when he's supposed to be thinking of other things.
Plans to be made, you see.
And lyrics keep springing up when he's supposed to be thinking of other things.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 02:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Priest, Army uniform, crucifix, book, glass of water, table. Reading quietly, tan hat resting on the table, chuckling occasionally.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 02:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[OOM: After Lilly Kane visits Blodwen's dreams, she tells three members of Team Die Blodwen Die what she has seen. Merriman, Will and Bran are not pleased by the bit about the tree.]
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Jun. 11th, 2006 03:55 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
After an interesting night spent with Frost, Jack makes it back to the bar today looking slightly discombobulated, but on the whole, rather happy.
The first thing he does is order a water, before finding his way to an empty booth and curling up, fingers rubbing idly at his throat and the scar he'd forgotten was there.
The cut lip is looking much better.
<small[oom rated for a slightly creepy sexual nature]
The first thing he does is order a water, before finding his way to an empty booth and curling up, fingers rubbing idly at his throat and the scar he'd forgotten was there.
The cut lip is looking much better.
<small[oom rated for a slightly creepy sexual nature]
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Jun. 11th, 2006 04:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Back in Neptune...
After graduation, Veronica spends some time working on her case, and she gets an encouraging phone call.
Following this, a hunch sends her to check one last thing before her party. There, she finds that she was very, very wrong, and that a good friend is in terrible danger.
Spoilers! Really. I mean it.]
After graduation, Veronica spends some time working on her case, and she gets an encouraging phone call.
Following this, a hunch sends her to check one last thing before her party. There, she finds that she was very, very wrong, and that a good friend is in terrible danger.
Spoilers! Really. I mean it.]
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Jun. 11th, 2006 04:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[OOM: Back in Neptune, Lilly finally gets justice. Warning for some violence and Veronica Mars spoilers.]
Lilly reappears in the bar, pale but composed. Well. Until she sees Mac and heads over immediately. Apparently she's not the only one from Neptune not having a good night.
[OOC: plot-locked, say sorry]
Lilly reappears in the bar, pale but composed. Well. Until she sees Mac and heads over immediately. Apparently she's not the only one from Neptune not having a good night.
[OOC: plot-locked, say sorry]
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Jun. 11th, 2006 04:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[OOM: Millitimed to Saturday night on Serenity after Naomi's birth, Lilly and Mal have a conversation that covers such cheerful topics as why Wash is currently alive and why Lilly's still in bar and yet actually manages to end well. Um. Unless you're Mal's toes.]
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Jun. 11th, 2006 04:54 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Back here again. Of course.
Random has a list of things that need to be done in his head, and is ticking them off mentally as he goes along. Half of them envolve family members.
But one doesn't, so that's where he starts. A note is left at the bar, to Astarael, though he doesn't know her name.
After that, it's a seat, a glass of tequila, and people watching until he spots someone interesting. It's his Milliversary, after all. How better to spend it than watching life go by?
Random has a list of things that need to be done in his head, and is ticking them off mentally as he goes along. Half of them envolve family members.
But one doesn't, so that's where he starts. A note is left at the bar, to Astarael, though he doesn't know her name.
After that, it's a seat, a glass of tequila, and people watching until he spots someone interesting. It's his Milliversary, after all. How better to spend it than watching life go by?
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Jun. 11th, 2006 05:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[In the Infirmary: Steph talks to Indy, Mel, Sharpe and Angela, as already posted to the main comm; also to Rachel, who gives Zuko and Steph both gifts, Melou, who is unimpressed at having to share his infirmary with her, Mace Windu, who helps with the whole healing thingie, Wells, who is reassuring and comforting, Ichigo, who is less so - probably - although slowtime may change that - and Guppy, who is lovely.
There's a new visitation-type post here, now with a promise of added coherence.]
There's a new visitation-type post here, now with a promise of added coherence.]
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Jun. 11th, 2006 05:49 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Last night was bad, but it could have been worse. Wells came to himself this morning with a sense of claustrophobia so acute he nearly fled the cells without thinking to grab any of his stuff. Fortunately, some thread of sanity prevailed.
He's been outside ever since and still is. Mostly he's watching the sun make its way down the sky.
He's been outside ever since and still is. Mostly he's watching the sun make its way down the sky.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 05:53 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
After her conversation with Jack, Audrey took some time away from everything. She spent days in her room, just thinking and reading a book about loss. It didn't really help, but it did give her avenues to examine.
Right now, she's sitting at the Bar with a notebook and is reading over some of the writing she did earlier.
She's tried before, but this is the first time that she feels like maybe she does deserve to be happy.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 05:57 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Jason is out at the treeline, watching the shadows lengthen. Not too much longer to wait.
He scans the area around him, taking in the scents and wondering if he'll meet up with a certain leopard tonight. He smiles to himself and goes back to watching the sunset.
It's safe to talk to him, at least for a bit longer.
He scans the area around him, taking in the scents and wondering if he'll meet up with a certain leopard tonight. He smiles to himself and goes back to watching the sunset.
It's safe to talk to him, at least for a bit longer.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 06:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Gabriel is asleep in the carrier.
Námo is brooding.
There is one particular bar patron he is on the lookout for, but he probably wouldn't mind any company at the moment.
Námo is brooding.
There is one particular bar patron he is on the lookout for, but he probably wouldn't mind any company at the moment.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 06:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[At the Neptune Grand, the party's in full swing; Veronica arrives late in search of somebody, but finds someone else entirely instead.
*slaps on the obligatory spoiler! warning*]
*slaps on the obligatory spoiler! warning*]
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Jun. 11th, 2006 07:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Billy slips down the stairs, moving slowly. His body is even gaunter than it was before and he shivers as he moves through the crowd, shrinking back from any touch and avoiding eyes. He heads for the fireplace and settles to the same spot he had been used to using before everything happened.
He settles there and doesn't react when a wait rat brings him a cup of tea. He stares into the fire and shivers, and thinks. It has been a long week, and one that has forced him to face some rather dark truths. He knows it isn't over yet. For now, he sits, quietly, and stares at the fire, and tries not to think.
He settles there and doesn't react when a wait rat brings him a cup of tea. He stares into the fire and shivers, and thinks. It has been a long week, and one that has forced him to face some rather dark truths. He knows it isn't over yet. For now, he sits, quietly, and stares at the fire, and tries not to think.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 07:50 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Scully.
Dinner.
Notes.
In the bar.
Simple as that.
Dinner.
Notes.
In the bar.
Simple as that.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 07:51 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Draco was out back, toward the woods. Currently practicing creating a Patronus, but of course for somebody who's rarely truly happy, it's very difficult. Wearing his Persian styled wizard robes, better for the on-coming summer weather while he practiced.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 07:56 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Truman was out back again. Not exactly exercising, or his bizarre idea of it.Instead he was going for a light jog near the lake, and looping around some of the fields. His path then took him past the greenhouse and gardens, and towards the woods.
He wasn't that up on info about demonic bunnies just yet. Or the squid and shark in the lake either for that matter.
He wasn't that up on info about demonic bunnies just yet. Or the squid and shark in the lake either for that matter.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 08:11 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
There's a Chichiri in a bar, perched in a booth with a bowl of rice and so many pieces of paper with various scribblings on, in addition to a map laid out and an iPod that he is resolutely Not Listening To. Instead, he's singing to himself, a folksong from Hokkan, with a lot of references to freezing and turtles. He's not great at singing, but it's not painful on the ears.
He wouldn't at all mind being bothered.
He wouldn't at all mind being bothered.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 09:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
*He's got no deeds to do,
No promises to keep.
He's dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep.
Let themorning evenin' time drop all its petals on me him.
Life,I he loves you,
All is groovy.*
*There is an Yrael stretched out on the couch, taking up way too much space, and not even really caring.*
*Yrael is content.*
*All is groovy.*
No promises to keep.
He's dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep.
Let the
Life,
All is groovy.*
*There is an Yrael stretched out on the couch, taking up way too much space, and not even really caring.*
*Yrael is content.*
*All is groovy.*
- Current Mood:
groovy
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Jun. 11th, 2006 09:04 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
There’s something strangely different about Sands today.
He’s not smoking or drinking or really doing anything - just sitting and watching the explosions through the observation window- but there it is, all the same.
Maybe it’s the way he’s smiling.
He’s not smoking or drinking or really doing anything - just sitting and watching the explosions through the observation window- but there it is, all the same.
Maybe it’s the way he’s smiling.
- Current Mood:
content
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Jun. 11th, 2006 09:09 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
There's got to be a joke back on the Disc about how an Omnian priest walks into a bar ...
And, well, something happens. Probably has to do with fire. Nanny Ogg will tell you, most likely.
However, this particular Omnian priest does not know his punchline. He's only coming down for dinner.
Which, in this case, happens to be a very tiny piece of broiled fish and a copious amount of tea.
It sucks being on a budget.
GIP? What? Nothing to see here, folks ...
And, well, something happens. Probably has to do with fire. Nanny Ogg will tell you, most likely.
However, this particular Omnian priest does not know his punchline. He's only coming down for dinner.
Which, in this case, happens to be a very tiny piece of broiled fish and a copious amount of tea.
It sucks being on a budget.
GIP? What? Nothing to see here, folks ...
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Jun. 11th, 2006 09:11 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
*Who knows when?
Thom seems steady enough when he walks through the door: one, two, three; one foot in front of the other: simple. But there's a rough, hanging gash in the fabric of his black shirt, and his fingers keep returning to the newly-scarred skin it exposes.
He stops and looks around.*
[OOC: ping before tagging, please.]
Thom seems steady enough when he walks through the door: one, two, three; one foot in front of the other: simple. But there's a rough, hanging gash in the fabric of his black shirt, and his fingers keep returning to the newly-scarred skin it exposes.
He stops and looks around.*
[OOC: ping before tagging, please.]
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Jun. 11th, 2006 09:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Guppy is sitting by the infirmary, the pile of paperwork getting gradually lower as he goes along.
He could use a break. Come bother him.
He could use a break. Come bother him.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 09:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Shufti is sitting by the trilobite tank, with Jack. She feeds him from a bottle, both watching one another with big blue eyes.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 09:20 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Archie's in the bar at a table nearer the back door than usual. Watchful. Full moon and all. If you need a warning, he's your man. Of course, he's open to non moon-related conversation as well, as always.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 09:29 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
In the stables, in a far stall, comes the steady swish, swish, swish of a stiff-bristled brush over a mottled velvet shank, its steady rhythm interrupted on occasion by a hoof stamping the hay, a toss of a wild mane, or a soft murmur of breath through the nostrils.
And, gradually, a whisper of something like a song joins, sung by a rough, low voice, its accent heavy, its tune deep and steady.
( Be still... )
["At a Concert of Music" by the magnificent Conrad Aiken]
The song is a meddle of hay-scent and horse-heat, a harmony that mingles with the barn sounds, and is sometimes almost lost in them. And this, too, ends, and the swish, swish, swish of the brush over velvet continues, uninterrupted, untroubled by the ghosts in the singer's mind.
And, gradually, a whisper of something like a song joins, sung by a rough, low voice, its accent heavy, its tune deep and steady.
( Be still... )
["At a Concert of Music" by the magnificent Conrad Aiken]
The song is a meddle of hay-scent and horse-heat, a harmony that mingles with the barn sounds, and is sometimes almost lost in them. And this, too, ends, and the swish, swish, swish of the brush over velvet continues, uninterrupted, untroubled by the ghosts in the singer's mind.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 09:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[OOC: Now finished! War and Alanna duel. Warnings for violence and unexpected consequences.]
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Jun. 11th, 2006 10:22 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Lee's been busy, lately.
He's out back, now, working on completing the construction of a half-built balloon basket.
He's out back, now, working on completing the construction of a half-built balloon basket.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 10:54 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
It's true, she hasn't been in the bar proper a lot lately. In a while, even. But working two job and taking classes is a lot when you're fifteen, even if you've twice the time to do it in. So maybe it shouldn't be surprising that she's yawning a bit as she sits at a table with a glass of chocolate and a book in front of her. Doesn't mean she wouldn't be up for company.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 11:03 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
The esteemed playwright, one Mr. John William Driscoll, is presently conjuring ideas so fantastic they transcend the conscious and reside within the subconscious.
In layman's terms, Jack Driscoll is knocked out in a booth. Luckily, he's not a snorer.
In layman's terms, Jack Driscoll is knocked out in a booth. Luckily, he's not a snorer.
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Jun. 11th, 2006 11:36 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
[oom: Happy Bloody Milliversary, Random. Ushering in a new year with style. A Prince of Amber out by the lake clinging to memories]
Out of Milliways: New York, 1938
Jun. 11th, 2006 11:59 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
[OOM: Returning from the Serenity birth, a very weary Lilly gets to hear about Indy and Mel's dinosaur adventure. After the strain of her last few nights, the postponed mini-break to New York suddenly becomes a very appealing prospect. And, with a promise of nap-time included, off they go for a kick-ass day of fun.
Along the way they drop in on Marcus so that Indy can return the Summoning Stone. The recovery has an unexpected byproduct that leads to the possibility of new adventure. Once that's been dealt with, there's lunch at a fancy French restaurant, where Indy talks candidly to Marcus about his relationship with Lilly.
And finally, after many hours of shopping, a bit of drinking, and a show, the couple return to Indy's apartment and appraise one of the day's clothing purchases. His broken ribs stand in the way of a proper assessment, so Indy is forced to play his ace in the hole.
Millitimed to Sunday.]
Along the way they drop in on Marcus so that Indy can return the Summoning Stone. The recovery has an unexpected byproduct that leads to the possibility of new adventure. Once that's been dealt with, there's lunch at a fancy French restaurant, where Indy talks candidly to Marcus about his relationship with Lilly.
And finally, after many hours of shopping, a bit of drinking, and a show, the couple return to Indy's apartment and appraise one of the day's clothing purchases. His broken ribs stand in the way of a proper assessment, so Indy is forced to play his ace in the hole.
Millitimed to Sunday.]