Sep. 4th, 2007

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Enzo's been told the bar is now Trojan Horse-free, and not a cycle too soon! He comes running up to the Bar with a file in hand.

"Hi, Bar! Could you CC this to all the kids around here? Doesn't matter if I know 'em or not. Teenagers too. And everyone who came to Mainframe with me, and Harper and Dr. Stantz and everyone who worked on the cure code, too. And Foxtrot if you see him around. Oh, and Mikey, he'd like it."

Dear %n,
YOU ARE INVITED
to Enzo Matrix's second birthday party!

WHEN: Friday
WHERE: lakeside
PRESENTS: yes please!
EXTRA GUESTS: welcome


He doesn't expect everyone to show up; Milliways is like that. But enough should be there to make it a totally alphanumeric party!
[identity profile] there-is-a-me.livejournal.com
It isn't raining in Milliways. The rain has, however, started up again at home. Spoon feels this makes it utterly reasonable that he's going to take a tea-break here instead of home. Soon enough he'll be back out in the muck, mud, and cold trying to finish repairs to the goat shed. The goats are out in the pens anyway, so there isn't too much of a hurry.

Hot tea, on the other hand, is something of a necessity for the werewolf right now. On a purely psychological level he's sure he should have developed a cold by now (it ain't happening), but the tea makes him feel better in general.
[identity profile] alorn-bear.livejournal.com
Pwing! goes the flash of blue light, and there's one more Security member in the Bar than there was before. This one happens to have a sign up within seconds of sitting down, and it reads:

ANSWERING PRAYERS
BACK IN 15 MINUTES

SECURITY SHIFT STARTS AFTER THAT

TAKING REQUESTS NOW FOR POSSIBLE WINTER SPORT LESSONS ONCE THE WEATHER TURNS COLD


He looks like he's in a good mood, and the sign does decrement every ten seconds or so.
[identity profile] stubborn-annie.livejournal.com
The beauty of being the owner of a business where you trust your employees' competence is that you don't always have to be the one to open up in the morning. At some businesses this isn't such a big thing, but when you operate a bakery you've got to have fresh goods there and ready to go the instant you unlock the front door. Annie's never been fond of rising before dawn- she'll do it, but she's not fond of it- so she's awfully grateful for Junia being on the early morning shift all this week. Especially since it means she can slip off to Milliways, just as she has now, and get herself a cup of tea well away from the ongoing bad-weather repairs back home. Company would probably not be taken amiss.
[identity profile] sylvie-barker.livejournal.com
Sylvie had avoided the latest Milliways plague, largely due to pure luck and her mun's absolute refusal to inflict that on her. So instead of post-MS worried, she's busy.
Just now, she's at a booth, with coffee and a laptop that she'd finally caved in on, casing open to let her tinker with its circuitry. What? Hardware may not be her specialty, but there's always room for improvement.
One of the waitrats, hovering nervously outside grabbing range, leaves her
a plate of chips. She pauses long enough to look up and murmur thanks before it scurries off.
Company would be agreeable.
[identity profile] candied-rabbit.livejournal.com
 Momiji is sitting at the bar, looking rather perplexed. His bunny-shaped backpack is still firmly over his shoulders, even as he rests uncomfortably on the bar stool, and, presumably, the reason for his distraction is the little pamphlet that he's holding in one hand and gawking at.

It's a birthday invitation - it had popped up, taped to his drink, when he'd ordered something, so he assumed it was for him. But he didn't know the person whose party he was being invited to! In fact, he'd never even heard of them.

But that wasn't the cause of his obvious confusion. That was a much more minor issue, really, because a party at Millways would definitely be fun! But if it was a birthday party, he'd have to bring presents, and, since the invitation said that it was this Enzo person's second birthday...

What was he going to get for a two year-old? 

Very confused rabbit-boy, at the moment.
[identity profile] irkentak.livejournal.com

"Wheeeee hooooooooooooo! Wheeee hoooohoooohooooooooooooooooooo!" screams a little robot as it literally tumbles down the stairs.

With a groan, Tak just shakes her head as she follows her SIR Unit downstairs. Taking a seat at the bar without the usual clutter of tools that she would normally spread out around her.

The Escape Pod is still a mess, Mimi is working but has the personality of a peanut, and the Irken STILL hasn't found a way to get off of this nasty rock!

A soda can with the label 'Poop' appears next to Tak's hand as she wordlessly takes it and takes a long drink from it. Still grumbling to herself.


Come bother.

[identity profile] shadowsfound.livejournal.com
Kevin goes to Bar not long after he wakes up, midafternoon. He's been on an odd schedule.

He whispers a request to her. Two books appear on the countertop. One he puts to the side, for later. The second is
a slim black journal that has nothing on the covers, front or back.

Kevin takes them and his dinner to a corner booth near the Infirmary entrance.
Botherable, if a tad preoccupied.
[identity profile] godandthequeen.livejournal.com
Integral is in Bar. Walter has just shown her some disturbing footage on the internet, and she needs time to think.

So, instead of the paper and a scotch, she orders a mug of coffee and a notebook. This is going to require some thinking.

Though, really, there's not much she can do.

Distractions would be welcome, since Integral's usually in a bad mood.
[identity profile] kansas-gale.livejournal.com
"Toto? Toooo-toooo? C'mere, boy!"

There's a little girl standing in the middle of the bar, calling her dog. (Presumably it's a dog she's calling for. You never can tell in Milliways.)

"Toto? Toto, where are you?"

[ooc: Tags will be slow as I have an RP in Second Life starting in half an hour.]
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[personal profile] forgottenfeline
Kyo is in Bar

He has a book of staff katas, which he is absorbed in.

Minimalist post for the win.

Tag away!
[identity profile] jedi-exile.livejournal.com
Kira is in the bar, with two baby carriers on the floor.

The carriers are empty. Instead, the babies that belong in said carriers, are in Kira's arms. She shifts every so often, 'cause they're heavy but she has no desire to let them go. Ever.

Now think about that. Eighteen year old twins and Kira clinging to them? Hilarious image.
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu
The doctor is in

The sign is up, the tea is on the table, and Guppy is awake. Currently he's doing the Su Doku in the back of his newspaper, but this can soon change.
[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com
[OOMs: Bob has a chat with his servants.

Somewhere else, Atton recieves some news.

Warning for implied past cannibalism in the first OOM.]
[identity profile] hapan-heiress.livejournal.com
[OOM: Allana and Sarah Jane host a tea party. Lots of...interesting people show up!]

{millitimed to...before SJS finds out she's having a baby Bond}
[identity profile] mr-ryan-wolfe.livejournal.com
He's coming out of this room he needs time away from him self. He's tired of him self. he likes this place but he really just wants to go home. The problem is he has how way home. He also isn't sure how much more credit limit he's got on his visa. He's in a pickle. 
[identity profile] missginnytonic.livejournal.com
Ginny moves sitting at a table she sips a cherry coke slowly twirling her wand though her fingers much like a baton. Sometimes blue sparks come out of the end but this is nothing to worry about. Its just her mood.