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Jul. 29th, 2006 12:47 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
rigthegames.livejournal.comSands inna cell! He probably wouldn’t like company, but don’t let that deter anyone from gloating at him.
Jul. 29th, 2006
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Jul. 29th, 2006 02:24 amaction-antihero.livejournal.com[OOM: After his evening in the bar, Jack heads home to ponder a few things.
A couple days later, it's Christmas in July, and two people missing eachother actually make contact.]
A couple days later, it's Christmas in July, and two people missing eachother actually make contact.]
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Jul. 29th, 2006 10:19 ammollyprewett.livejournal.comMolly fairly skips down the stairs from her room, holding a several sheets of parchment in hand.
She disappears into the ladies room and hangs one inside the door of each stall, and between each of the mirrors above the sinks.
Then she hangs one on the notice board beside the bar.
They all read:
GIRL’S NIGHT!
When’s the last time you ladies (of all ages) went to a really honest-to-goodness slumber party? Really? That long? Well, now is that time to fix that! Molly Prewett is throwing a sleepover party! Come join the fun! If you are a female, you’re invited!
WHEN: Saturday, August 5th (bar time) at 5:00 p.m.
WHERE: Room 1007
WHY: Why not?
Food, drinks, a hot tub and girly stuff! What more could you want?
See you there!
Once done with her errand, she slips back up the stairs with a satisfied grin.
[[ooc: Feel free to have your pup react!]]
She disappears into the ladies room and hangs one inside the door of each stall, and between each of the mirrors above the sinks.
Then she hangs one on the notice board beside the bar.
They all read:
When’s the last time you ladies (of all ages) went to a really honest-to-goodness slumber party? Really? That long? Well, now is that time to fix that! Molly Prewett is throwing a sleepover party! Come join the fun! If you are a female, you’re invited!
WHEN: Saturday, August 5th (bar time) at 5:00 p.m.
WHERE: Room 1007
WHY: Why not?
Food, drinks, a hot tub and girly stuff! What more could you want?
See you there!
Once done with her errand, she slips back up the stairs with a satisfied grin.
[[ooc: Feel free to have your pup react!]]
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Jul. 29th, 2006 12:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theravenboy[OOM: Sometime after Guinevere comes to the land beyond the North Wind, she and Arthur talk. There is still more work to do before any happy ending.]
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Jul. 29th, 2006 01:26 pmtheravenboy[OOM: Bran Davies carried the sword Caliburn for a time. Sometime last week, with Will Stanton's help, he set it aside for another age's battles.
The events of the OOM occurred sometime last week.]
The events of the OOM occurred sometime last week.]
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Jul. 29th, 2006 02:04 pmslayer_frayMel is still tiny. Still fed up of being tiny, and in the bar again. On the Bar, in fact. Doing a handstand on the edge of a shot glass and generally being pretty bored. Stupid evil geniuses.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 02:06 pmno_justiceSo, a skeleton walks into a bar, right?
And he sits at the bar, and he orders a glass of milk.
What? It's goof for the bones.
And he sits at the bar, and he orders a glass of milk.
What? It's goof for the bones.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 02:09 pmsomeonesdogAnkh-Morpork is nearly unbearable in the summer. The heat and the humidity clash into the smog and the thick magical atmosphere to form something that makes certain swamp-situated cities on Roundworld seem like a cold desert.
Angua's sticky and uncomfortable when she enters the bar,and heaves a sigh of relief when the more bearable air hits.
Angua's sticky and uncomfortable when she enters the bar,and heaves a sigh of relief when the more bearable air hits.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 02:16 pmtreadingturds.livejournal.comJocasta's been keeping herself to herself. She hasn't seen a few of her friends in a long time. Some of them she knows why, like Ennis, some of them she doesn't really, like Zuko. Others she misses desperately, like Raph.
But she Keeps Herself Occupied. Right now she's at the piano again, picking her fingers expertly over the keys to pull out a light, delicate ballet. The title she doesn't remember of hand, but it contains fairies, or sweets. Or something equally bad for your teeth.
But she Keeps Herself Occupied. Right now she's at the piano again, picking her fingers expertly over the keys to pull out a light, delicate ballet. The title she doesn't remember of hand, but it contains fairies, or sweets. Or something equally bad for your teeth.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 02:18 pmtinyceratops.livejournal.comCera's human-Slaylor is small. So she needs Cera to help out guarding the tree-cave.
So now there is a newly re-oranged tiny Triceratops marching acorrs the bar floor, with her still-purple jacket on, looking out for evil doers.
Relax, the bar is safe.
So now there is a newly re-oranged tiny Triceratops marching acorrs the bar floor, with her still-purple jacket on, looking out for evil doers.
Relax, the bar is safe.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 02:24 pmmusical-muse.livejournal.com*The Lady Tere is sitting crosslegged on the piano lid, tuning an acoustic guitar. She looks rather informal, for her, in full black silk trousers and a long blue tank top that matches her eyes. She is barefoot. When she finishes tuning, she sweeps the blue wool newsboy cap off her head and places it upside down on the piano next to her. Having set up, she starts to play and sing*
Sunset is an angel weeping
Holding out a bloody sword
No matter how I squint I cannot
Make out what it's pointing toward
Sometimes you feel like you live too long
Days drip slowly on the page
You catch yourself
Pacing the cage
( Pacing the Cage, by Bruse Cockburn )
Sunset is an angel weeping
Holding out a bloody sword
No matter how I squint I cannot
Make out what it's pointing toward
Sometimes you feel like you live too long
Days drip slowly on the page
You catch yourself
Pacing the cage
( Pacing the Cage, by Bruse Cockburn )
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Jul. 29th, 2006 02:46 pmlvpd_sidle"---he keeps this up and I'll sue," Sara snaps, talking on her cell phone. "Can't you--thanks."
Closing the phone, she gets a drink and goes to a booth, sighing.
Moments like these make her wish she could conjure up a Bohemian filmmaker. But he's busy and she's not going to bother him.
Closing the phone, she gets a drink and goes to a booth, sighing.
Moments like these make her wish she could conjure up a Bohemian filmmaker. But he's busy and she's not going to bother him.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 05:15 pmvirii-twins.livejournal.comThe Twins were in the bar once again sharing a bowl of what was probably soup, but looked darker, thicker, and somehow more slimy. They were both using chopsticks deftly enough, fishing out sometimes still-wriggling lumps with them. One with his left hand and Two with his right.
Answers that question for anyone who was curious.
They were still as green as ever, and glassesless, scarab-black eyes scanning the bar here and there over each other's shoulders. Never could be too cautious, even at home.
For all their apparent paranoia, they're really quite friendly.
Answers that question for anyone who was curious.
They were still as green as ever, and glassesless, scarab-black eyes scanning the bar here and there over each other's shoulders. Never could be too cautious, even at home.
For all their apparent paranoia, they're really quite friendly.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 06:17 pmunderwater-owl.livejournal.comExactly one year after the day they first went to bed, Ramon Salazar and Random of Amber are back where they met. In a booth, in the place called Milliways.
What's different is this time, Random's got them a candle, a steak for Ramon and a bowl of sukiyaki with tempura and ebi su for himself. He has chopsticks. Ramon has, for once, metal cutlery.
What's happening right now is Random's offering Ramon a piece of shrimp, with a helpless, loving smile on his face.
[ooc: please, feel free to tag to wish well or smirk or whatever, but beware. One mun has a bad computer, one has a bad wireless. However, we WILL reply.]
What's different is this time, Random's got them a candle, a steak for Ramon and a bowl of sukiyaki with tempura and ebi su for himself. He has chopsticks. Ramon has, for once, metal cutlery.
What's happening right now is Random's offering Ramon a piece of shrimp, with a helpless, loving smile on his face.
[ooc: please, feel free to tag to wish well or smirk or whatever, but beware. One mun has a bad computer, one has a bad wireless. However, we WILL reply.]
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Jul. 29th, 2006 06:48 pmmandercommander.livejournal.comBonzo outbacka Bar. Practicing his lightsaber work. Could probably use a break...he's visbily a bit tense, frustrated, etc.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 07:18 pmshuftiShufti comes down the stairs, carrying Jack. She heads over to the notice board and attempts to read the latest notices. To save time, she starts by reading the first line of each one to see which are relevant, then her eye gets drawn to the sleepover one.
She shifts the position of the baby and attempts to read the whole thing.
She shifts the position of the baby and attempts to read the whole thing.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 07:32 pmno-comb-shep.livejournal.comSheppard trudges downstairs, taking a seat at the bar and looking at it blearily. After a moment-and a nasty-sounding cough-he says, "Water and another thing of cough syrup."
The requested items appear, and he nods, unscrewing the cough syrup lid. "Thanks." He looks around, thinking, then adds, "...and a lemon." As soon as that appears, he tucks it away in his jacket's pocket and sets to downing cough syrup again.
His cold is still hanging around, it seems, and as it's said...misery loves company.
The requested items appear, and he nods, unscrewing the cough syrup lid. "Thanks." He looks around, thinking, then adds, "...and a lemon." As soon as that appears, he tucks it away in his jacket's pocket and sets to downing cough syrup again.
His cold is still hanging around, it seems, and as it's said...misery loves company.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 07:40 pmdragonofgrey.livejournal.comMillitimed to last night,
OOM: Draco has a pleasent and not so pleasent night of dreams.
(ooc: This OOM is rated M for Major Meta Fandom shipping, and S for some hints of sexual encounters.)
OOM: Draco has a pleasent and not so pleasent night of dreams.
(ooc: This OOM is rated M for Major Meta Fandom shipping, and S for some hints of sexual encounters.)
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Jul. 29th, 2006 07:49 pmmusical-muse.livejournal.com*Tere is still on the piano with her guitar and her hat. She's moved on from Bruce Cockburn to Billy Joel*
I am the entertainer
And I know just where I stand
Another Serenader
And another long-haired band
Today I am your champion
I may have won your hearts
But I know the game, you'll forget my name
And I won't be here in another year
If I don't stay on the charts
( The Entertainer, Billy Joel )
(ooc: As of this comment, a small placard sits in front of the hat. It says All forms of coinage gratefully accepted)
I am the entertainer
And I know just where I stand
Another Serenader
And another long-haired band
Today I am your champion
I may have won your hearts
But I know the game, you'll forget my name
And I won't be here in another year
If I don't stay on the charts
( The Entertainer, Billy Joel )
(ooc: As of this comment, a small placard sits in front of the hat. It says All forms of coinage gratefully accepted)
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Jul. 29th, 2006 07:55 pmballetrat*Meg's got her French vocabulary spread out in front of her again tonight - the list now spans three pages, and she's working on a fourth. Current section: slang and insults.
After three pages of generally useful verbs and handy phrases, Meg figures, she might as well put in something entertaining.*
After three pages of generally useful verbs and handy phrases, Meg figures, she might as well put in something entertaining.*
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Jul. 29th, 2006 08:02 pmsong-of-stars.livejournal.com*Rai steps through an observation window. Yes, through it. She pads barefoot over to the bar in search of hot wine. Half forgotten, a small chain of model stars float around her head. She swats at them a little, rather like flies*
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Jul. 29th, 2006 08:49 pmmollyprewett.livejournal.comMolly comes down the stairs and gets a tray of tea and tiny cakes from the bar. She looks over to make sure her sign is still in place on the notice board, and takes a seat at a table, sipping tea and making notes.
[[ooc: clicking on the link in the thread with Cain will take the reader to a thread with mature content. You have been warned.]]
[[ooc: clicking on the link in the thread with Cain will take the reader to a thread with mature content. You have been warned.]]
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Jul. 29th, 2006 09:26 pmaccessobrian.livejournal.comChloe decided, after the conversation she had with Angela the other day, she ought to at least make an effort to be more visible.
So here she is, visibly eating and drinking.
Bugging is highly recommended.
So here she is, visibly eating and drinking.
Bugging is highly recommended.
Serenity Valley.
Jul. 29th, 2006 09:42 pmbadinlatin[OOM: Mal leads his crew to his ship's namesake, and at first, Mal finds it at first to be a bit harder than he'd imagined.
The crew moves from the memorial for the fallen to the Serenity Valley Cemetary to, finally, the Valley itself.
Mal Reynolds and the crew of Serenity eventually head home, but not until Mal makes a personal stop to very familiar territory, and runs into someone who Mal's come to consider someone not entirely unsettling.
Welcome full circle.]
The crew moves from the memorial for the fallen to the Serenity Valley Cemetary to, finally, the Valley itself.
Mal Reynolds and the crew of Serenity eventually head home, but not until Mal makes a personal stop to very familiar territory, and runs into someone who Mal's come to consider someone not entirely unsettling.
Welcome full circle.]
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Jul. 29th, 2006 09:46 pmguppy_sandhuGuppy comes through the door, glancing behind as there is a crash of plaster dust and foam ceiling tiles.
Seeing that there's nobody seriously hurt and that they're being seen to, he carries on through, closing the door behind him.
He heads over to a booth by the infirmary, picking up a tea and a ham sandwich on the way. He sits down, frowns, and removes a large broken chopstick from his back pocket.
"Oh very funny"
Seeing that there's nobody seriously hurt and that they're being seen to, he carries on through, closing the door behind him.
He heads over to a booth by the infirmary, picking up a tea and a ham sandwich on the way. He sits down, frowns, and removes a large broken chopstick from his back pocket.
"Oh very funny"
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Jul. 29th, 2006 10:03 pmmogget_catOne of the things about having full control over your outward appearance is that you are always more Insert Feeling Here than you look. For example, the albino young man dressed all in white there at the bar is quite a bit more tired than he looks, despite the fact that he looks rather tired anyway.
He's making his way through a plate of fried paradoxes and chargrilled conundra at the moment. He doesn't look like he's about to share, though, if someone asks. Call him selfish, and he'll agree.
He's making his way through a plate of fried paradoxes and chargrilled conundra at the moment. He doesn't look like he's about to share, though, if someone asks. Call him selfish, and he'll agree.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 10:20 pmsimon_doctorSome days ago, there was a promise of something stronger than beer after they returned from Hera.
Accordingly, Simon has acquired a table. And cognac.
He's currently studying the dark amber liquid in his glass, turning it slowly in his hands.
Accordingly, Simon has acquired a table. And cognac.
He's currently studying the dark amber liquid in his glass, turning it slowly in his hands.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 10:22 pmbadinlatinAfter the events of the day, Mal had pretty much made a beeline for the bottle of sake Inara had promised him.
This particular bottle happens to follow Mal into Milliways.
The quiet "Gorramit" one could overhear as he enters would be due to the fact that Mal hadn't exactly meant to come here. However, why pass up the chance for booze and artery-clogging food products?
Mal can't think of a reason either, and he slumps in a booth after ordering something called 'Disco Fries'.
This particular bottle happens to follow Mal into Milliways.
The quiet "Gorramit" one could overhear as he enters would be due to the fact that Mal hadn't exactly meant to come here. However, why pass up the chance for booze and artery-clogging food products?
Mal can't think of a reason either, and he slumps in a booth after ordering something called 'Disco Fries'.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 10:49 pmkitchen_maidAmy, with tea and a smile, sitting at a table and tapping one foot impatiently against the floor.
She's been tapping it for the better part of a week now. Her wedding is in just under a fortnight.
Come talk to her. Please?
She's been tapping it for the better part of a week now. Her wedding is in just under a fortnight.
Come talk to her. Please?
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Jul. 29th, 2006 10:49 pmkayip.livejournal.com[OOM: Unnoticed]
Behrooz enters the bar, wearing a pair of sunglasses he removes almost immediately upon entering, though it looks dark on the other side of the door. He's carrying a bag that looks a little heavy with books, and heads immediately for the Bar, where he pulls out a wallet and pays what's left on his tab rather quickly, as well as for the sunglasses. He's rather glad to not have to rely on the anonymous benefactor anymore.
After this, he uses what's left in his wallet to have dinner, sliding the bag onto the floor.
He rather missed the food. And being to people watch without worrying someone will notice his eyes.
Behrooz enters the bar, wearing a pair of sunglasses he removes almost immediately upon entering, though it looks dark on the other side of the door. He's carrying a bag that looks a little heavy with books, and heads immediately for the Bar, where he pulls out a wallet and pays what's left on his tab rather quickly, as well as for the sunglasses. He's rather glad to not have to rely on the anonymous benefactor anymore.
After this, he uses what's left in his wallet to have dinner, sliding the bag onto the floor.
He rather missed the food. And being to people watch without worrying someone will notice his eyes.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 10:56 pmun_fallenRaguel's having a quieter evening tonight - no flapping around outside, just a beer in the corner and an ashtray within reach. The simple fact of getting off the ground - far as he might be from actually attempting the marathon journey to the City - has put him in a thoughtful mood.
No, he's not reconsidering.
No, he's not reconsidering.
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Jul. 29th, 2006 10:59 pmmisterparker.livejournal.com[OOM: Parker does not have a good month. Unlike the mun, who did.]
Parker steps through and sits down, hard. He tries to keep breathing normally, but finds himself hyperventilating and his vision graying.
"Stop it, Parker." He does not find it weird that he's talking to himself.
[ooc: semi plot locked. Ping fryadvocate before tagging.]
Parker steps through and sits down, hard. He tries to keep breathing normally, but finds himself hyperventilating and his vision graying.
"Stop it, Parker." He does not find it weird that he's talking to himself.
[ooc: semi plot locked. Ping fryadvocate before tagging.]
