milliways_bar | Feb. 4th, 2008

Feb. 4th, 2008

[OOM: At some point around now, Medusa takes Sam home to Egypt, where they finally manage to decide on a definition for 'serious'.

And then Sam meets the other two Gorgon triplets. Naturally, they immediately get on wonderfully, and settle down for a genteel cup of tea.

...Ish.]

cheevy.livejournal.com

[OOM: In Mordhaus, Miniver describes to Pickles his meeting with a much younger version of the drummer. They digress rather quickly. OOM is rated things for cute and sex. Whee!]

prob-japanese.livejournal.com

[OOM: Bumblebee was in a bad way when he got back to Autobase, but there was a reason for it.]

One day, Bumblebee hopes to be able to bring Sam Witwicky to Milliways. Today, alas, is not that day for all his trying. It's sad- he'd like very much to share this place with his best friend among the humans- but there's not much he can do about it, honestly. On the other hand, if Sam isn't here, then there's a whole lot less that Bumblebee would have to protect him from. It's still kind of a disappointing tradeoff. It really seems like the kind of place that Sam would appreciate.

mendanddefend_archive

Bob had been thinking of going for a drive around the lake. However, he quickly discovered that his alt mode wasn't built for driving in snow, particularly not when it's scaled down to the point that the snow level is above the tires.

So he's back inside, standing in front of the fireplace, occasionally shaking water and slush out of one or more of his joints. He hopes he's not going to rust.

Current Mood: cold

works-in-space.livejournal.com

Jim comes downstairs, still a bit tired from his adventure in Ray's world. He rarely sleeps at the Bar, but figured that this once, spending some time getting his energy back after his trip across the polar wastes was not a bad idea.

He gets coffee, and a danish, and lets the morning flow around him, even as he tries to figure out just what happened in Canada. (He knows some of the details, of course, but thinks that there is some key piece he's missing.) He's in a good mood, and even after coming rather close to frostbite, he's looking forward to taking a walk outside (after he puts on some of the gear he used on the mission).

lissla-lissar.livejournal.com

Last night Lissar had the best night's sleep she has had in a very, very long time. Even with needing to tell Ironhide that she'd met Starscream, because she got him out to the desert and a good star viewing spot. And because she also got to share with him what Prime had said. All in all it was a good night.

And now she's in the bar, going over her lists again, and occasionally smiling stupidly down at them.

alorn-bear.livejournal.com

Belar's not really pleased about what he had to do last night, but he appreciates the sentiment behind Johnny Smith's request, if nothing else. He's in the Bar now with his Security badge on and visible in case anyone needs to contact him.

He's also left a note at the Bar for anyone who's friends with or knows Johnny, indicating that he's in the cells of his own accord, and he's got a sign up at his table:

SECURITY MEMBER ON DUTY

If You Have Psychic Powers Or Precognitive Visions,
We May Need To Talk
There Is A Good Chance Someone May Try To Mess With You

Even if they won't approach him, he figures that'll at least put people on their guard.

[tinytags: Merlin of Chaos, Lorne]

ash-imperfect.livejournal.com

[OOM: Asher's nightmare]

Asher stumbles into the bar, lost and bewildered, clothes sticking to scars that healed over a century ago. And yet they are open and raw, and his clothes are soaked with blood. He doesn't understand what's happened, how he could dream of events that he has refused to even speak of for hundreds of years. Perhaps talking to Teja last night brought it back. Perhaps the nightmare Teja spoke of is something more sinister.

Right now, even that thought is beyond Asher. All he is is pain.

[tinytag: Asher]

mitt-mittson.livejournal.com

[OOM: And some little boys got to grow up too soon

Approximately six months after Mitt's birthday, warning for a five-year-old's impressions of gore and character death.]

fastcatbot.livejournal.com

There's a high-pitched whine, and the front door opens to a flash of blue light. That blue flash enters the bar and becomes a cheetah, who says, "Hiya, cats! Miss--" before he looks around.

He realizes right about now that he's not where he's supposed to be, and he clears his throat with some embarrassment. "-- Or not," he says. "Stupid teleportation." When a glance behind him confirms that the door still exists, he decides not to worry too much.

"Cheetor, Maximize!" With a growl, the cat becomes a gold and blue robot at five-foot six. Cheetor now has to make tough decisions - like what should he order first?

visible_sariel

Sariel has:

1 end of the multiverse in her closet, previously absent for several days (the multiverse's end, not the closet)
1 mug of cinnamon tea, strong
1 fruit salad, highly colorful - royal blue, silver, grey, vivid purple and white all feature prominently
1 hardcover book, author Lovecraft (blame Bar)
3 hours of extra free time courtesy waking up early
1 fairly good mood
0 idea that anything of the psychically nasty variety is active in the bar
0 idea, correspondingly, that anyone she knows has been hurt by said nastiness
1 booth with plenty of room still open for claiming

It's amazing what a person can miss while they're off in their own world for a week, isn't it?

[Not!tag: thy kingdom come]

princeinexile

There is a young man at the bar with a notepad, a pen, and a pensive expression. You can only word to your 'other dads' certain notes -- and it's really weird to ask if you can take the girlfriend 'home' for a weekend or so.

It makes for awkwardness. So instead, he's resorted to doodling bending moves, and that moved on to strategy, and that moved on to notes about historical battles he's trying to remember.

You could say he's got a lot on his mind other then 'how will they like my girlfriend'.

dingdongdoodily.livejournal.com

There's a Pickles.

No, not the bald one. No, not the dreadlocked one, either. This one's a barely 17 years old Glam metal superstar.

He's currently in clothing that could technically pass for normal. Well, if you're used to diminutive men wearing stuff from what looked to be the Hollywood Hooker Barbie collection. His feet are kicked up on a table alongside a few bottles of beer (Nothing NEAR the bottle fortress that he's used to in his later years) and he's got a cigarette dangling from his lips as he writes in a pocket notebook.

If you haven't seen the 80s, well, taking one look at him will make you glad you missed it.

Botherable, if not wholly covered in glitter.

[tinytags: Tony DiMarco Thunderbottom]

Current Music: Winger - Seventeen

guppy_sandhu

A note is left at the bar for Kate Bishop and Teja.

( Kate )

( Teja )

binaried.livejournal.com

[OOM: Am I my brother's keeper
warnings for somewhat graphic torture]

Merlin emerges from his room, barely remembering to kick the door shut, and manages to get all the way down the hall by a combination of shuffle, stagger, shuffle until he reaches the staircase. He's not exactly at his best this afternoon; for one, the sorcerer is shirtless and it looks like someone dumped a bucket of browny-red paint down his back.

Blood isn't supposed to smell quite that tangy, though, is it? And there are two stained stumps where he's had wings in the past, which are much easier to recognize when he stumbles down the stairs, shaking like a leaf, and lands on his knees halfway to the bar.

He might could use a little help.

[tiny!tag: thy kingdom come]

basic_powers

Today seems to be the day to head out into a the back area and practice for lots of people.

No less so for a little blonde boy of about 10 years of age, who is outback practice with a red training lightsaber. Tyler is doing the ho-shit-shuffle quite a bit in order to keep up with the practice drone Ray lent him, the saber blade whiring and humming with the occaissional crackle as the kid manages to deflect a shot.

This is also totally not him trying to cope with the loss of his friend, the Flying Squirrel.

Really.

Current Mood: determined

not-toothfairy.livejournal.com

Starscream's been to the Bar.

Lissar's gone to the Bar.

Given that the spacebridge project hasn't started quite yet, there is therefore only one place Ironhide is likely to be....

...well, two; 'inside the Bar' and 'outside the Bar blowing unsuspecting rock formations to their component atoms while remaining within scanner range of the Bar'. He's like that. And you can probably catch him in either place if you're of a mind to do so.

[Tinytag: Cheetor]

thechaosbringer

[OOM: I HAVE SUMMONED YOU HERE TO TELL YOU THAT....]

Current Mood: working

notanarc.livejournal.com

[oom: Byers knows what he has to do.

This post is open for note-leaving. Thanks!]

When he said he'd "be back in a minute", he meant it.

Quickly, he moves to the bulletin board and tacks a flyer to it, leaves one with Bar, and places a few others on some empty tables.

And just like that, he's gone.

The flyers read:

"ATTENTION MILLIWAYS PATRONS:

If you've been having vivid nightmares that have left you with physical marks or any other evidence that it wasn't just a dream, I would like to speak with you. Please leave your name on a note with Bar so that we can schedule a meeting. Thank you.

- John F. Byers"

Tinytag: Thy Kingdom Come

nothawkingbird.livejournal.com

Kate left a note for Will so he wouldn't worry, and would know where to find her. She was a bit better today. Not as shaken up, and she wanted to do something. Take action against whoever was attacking them. This doctor she saw or whoever else was involved. Before somebody was killed.

She got Guppy's note, and read it a few times. The DNA report didn't help a lot, but gave some idea of what they were facing. The little girl sounded more curious. Goes through walls. A mutant? Or... wait... dead people. Dead doctor. And this clipping of a fire. Ghosts? So more like a haunting? She wasn't as familiar with that, but knew it could be possible.

She set up a sign, If you, or someone you know has recently suffered a realistic nightmare, or were hurt as result, please speak here. Confidence will be respected.

[tiny tag: Thy Kingdom Come]

apollinares.livejournal.com

[ oom; It was my fault. ]

ostro_goth

Teja is sitting in a chair by the fireplace, brooding.

He is sipping well-watered red wine while he stares into the flames.

Many things that he has heard or said in the last few days are churning in his mind; not just the nightmare vision of dead Totila -- and, it seems from the message Teja got, it was nothing more than a vision; the sad keepsake but an illusion.

Apparently, whenever Teja believes he has found his bearing, something hitherto unknown will turn up and shake up his newly reassembled world-view yet again.-

always-a-liar.livejournal.com

Fifty-Seventh Chapter: The Burning pt. I

Fifty-Eighth Chapter: The Burning pt. II

[This is the beginning of the finale for The Last Temptation. No warning just yet. Parts III and IV will air Wednesday. Enjoy.]

redcatalina.livejournal.com

That... that happens to be a very surprised Catalina. She really did not expect to find the door unlocked. And opening it, she even half-expected it to lead somewhere else.

But no, it's Seville. It's home.

It is time for a young woman to dash upstairs, and come back a few minutes later wearing her uniform. It is time for said woman to rush to the counter, and demand pen and paper, to write a hurried note.

"The door opened! - Catalina"

Simple and to the point, but the people she knows will understand; the note did not even vanish completely after being handed to Bar and Catalina is already gone.

She has a mission and a plan on how to fulfill it.

[ Catalina Erantzo ]

penderwydd

Tegad sat drinking coffee, he was not used to coffee at all, but he was drinking it. He was not about to go to sleep. The bards hands were still bandaged, but they were getting better.

Tegid sighed and sipped his coffee.

candied-rabbit.livejournal.com

So, as it turns out, even ever-energetic rabbit-boys can succumb to disease, when subjected to long amounts of cold, wet rain.

Or, at least, that seems to be the most likely explanation to the mildly forlorn, little figure slumped into a chair, this evening. Momiji's still in his pajamas, the things glaringly pink, and said garments are damp with sweat, the result one gets from mixing a fever and thick blankets, all day. He's also busily but mopily working at a bowl of some hot, steamy soup - his reason for being here, in fact.

He didn't want to ask the maids to make him something...he's pretty sure they're mad at him.

Momiji's really not the best patient in the world, you see.

guppy_sandhu

Guppy managed to get home for some sleep and his Holby shift, which he completed without giving away how much his arm still hurts.

When he comes back he drops another note at the bar, this time for Neric, Nancy, Rose and Rebecca.

( First Aid Classes )

He's resting the arm in the sling again for now, whilst looking out for any more casualties.

gone_byebye

Ray's been in his room for most of today, digging out his notes on the PKE beacon he built back when Tim Hunter patronized the Bar. He'd had some plans to use it to sift through 'verses philotically for the one that most resonated with objects of personal importance to Milliways patrons once- he was trying to track down a Slayer, if he remembered right. It never got to that point, unfortunately, but it might work now if he's very lucky.

Working on such old material (old for him- it's been extra time outside the Bar for him than most) for that long makes his eyes cross, though, so he's downstairs in the Bar with a glass of his usual dark green stuff and a bowl of ramen.

What? He likes ramen.

petraarkanian.livejournal.com

Petra approaches the bar with a sealed envelope in her hand.

"Give this to Fett would you?"

She lays the note on the bar and it disappears.

"Thanks."

collects_ears

Bartender. Tending.

Drinks are themed. In a rather haphazard way. It's more fun that way.

"Tonight's drinks are: Angry Chameleon, Apple Cider Punch, Apple Pie Shooter and Areo Bomb."

Come and partake!

"What'll it be?"

mendanddefend_archive

[Millitimed to last night: Bob catches up with another giant robot of his acquaintance.]

Current Mood: cheerful

slasherofprices.livejournal.com

See Simon.

See Simon read.

Read, Simon, read.

[ ooc: break, you say? yes, that still applies. ish. even though i plan to participate in mardi gras tomorrow. but it still applies because boy howdy, i promise you, i am going to be slow, really slow, like molasses, like a slug, like...a really slow thing. ]

Current Location: armchair by the fire

lady-of-athens.livejournal.com

Like many others, Athena hasn't been sleeping well.

The circles under her eyes are dark, her features drawn and pale.

She's sitting in a booth, hunched over the table.

Approachable, as long as you take care.

[ ooc; Power is low - thunderstorms everywhere! Mun is off until the chance of circuitry exploding is smaller. Sorry! ]

young_womble

[oom: Thy Kingdom Come. Being cute and fluffy doesn't work on everyone.]

You probably didn't see him come down the stairs. He's got good at being stealthful by now.

But if you're observant, someone fluffy just slipped out of the back door as it was closing, and has run off into the undergrowth.

[Tinytag: Thy Kingdom Come.]

nothawkingbird.livejournal.com

(OOM: Millitimed to a few days ago, Kate is visited by a nightmare, where guilt and fear bears a sword, and a doctor who's always eager for new patients to the Kingdom. After she wakes up, she's carried by a terrified Will to the infirmary where Malcolm and Medusa help with the physical hurts, and Will tries to help with the emotional ones.)
[tiny tag: Thy Kingdom Come]