Jul. 3rd, 2008

[identity profile] yoyo-fanatic.livejournal.com
Despite the fact that Bridget has come back from a shopping trip, he still on a Crusade of stealing his brothers clothes whenever he pleases. Today, it's a mix of Agito and Ikki's stuff, so aside from the things he can't help - voice, body, that sort of thing - he actually sort of looks like a boy today!

Did anyone else see the pigs flying, outside? Either way, Bridget has been here for a while, the blatantly ticked off look he has sort of proves it. Anyone who knows him well enough will realize that the random mechanical parts spread out are actually his yoyos. Or 'were' in this case.

He's having lots of fun seeing if any of the AT parts can replaces his old ones, and Roger is having lots of fun watching and having various screws pulled out of his back. Teddy bears have no need for spines.

Fun times?
[identity profile] a-good-sock.livejournal.com

Joe comes in to the bar early to drop of a note and a simple bouquet of perfect tulips. He lays them on the bar and asks, "Can you please see that Sallie Reynolds gets these? Thank you."

For Ms. Sallie Reynolds )



 

[personal profile] eirenikos
There is an Eirene outside today. In general, this is not an unusual situation; the blonde adores being outside. In particular, she has a companion, her new black labrador puppy, Melantha. They're bounding all over the place, because puppies (and goddesses) need plenty of exercise, especially along the walking trails and down by the lake, to get Mel used to the water.

Botherable.


tinytag: Eirene, Paul Varjak

Happy Hour!

Jul. 3rd, 2008 11:51 am
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[personal profile] longlonghair
Rapunzel comes down the stairs, with an apron around her waist, and a large plastic container in her hands. She slips behind the bar, and puts the container in the fridge, and writes the specials on the board. There is quite a variety today, but she is feeling ambitious.

Today's Happy Hour Specials:

Evil Spell
Prince
Hair Raiser
Sun Shake (Non-Alcoholic)

PLUS! Jello shooters FREE to anyone willing to taste test them for me! (Adults only)


She checks her spelling, wipes her hands, and faces the bar.

"What'll it be?"
[identity profile] 52-dropoff.livejournal.com
Charlie is up in the rafters. He's more comfortable up there. It's where he seemed to spend a lot of the last five years of his life. It's not the best way to learn more about the people in this strange place. But it suits him for the moment.

He looks down and watches.

[ooc: tiny tag: The Question]
[identity profile] azure-mercy.livejournal.com
Zhaan is in the booth outside the infirmary again, her table filled with neatly arranged jars, sachets, bundles and packages. Anyone who comes close will be treated to a symphony of floral and herbal smells.

Apparently, Zhaan has decided to decorate the table today. Her goods rest on a blue cloth woven with glinting metallic thread, and a bonsai tree sculpture made of wire and semiprecious stones sits in the center of the table. Leaning against the tree sculpture is a sign listing the prices of all Zhaan's items in Peacekeeper currency pledges, with a note that the Bar will exchange currency for customers. She is also willing to make trades with those who have no currency to give.

Interested in purchasing?
[identity profile] renegade-enzo.livejournal.com
Compared to the last time he put in an in-community appearance, he's much more relaxed than before.

Blowing shit up is good for the soul, no matter what bleeding heart pacifists say.

Enjoying a quiet drink in a quiet sector of the bar, is a Matrix. Being quiet [yes, he can do that—just not often].

Familiar company's fine, and will get conversation from him.

Unfamiliar company will get the "don't speak much" Matrix.



[And the mun makes two announcements. First, the overdue announcement that Matrix is under new munagement, in the form of his original mun. Second, a huge thank-you shout-out to the generous LJ Fairy who gave him a blessing of twelve months' paid time. We love you, but Matrix would like to say that he's a one-woman sprite, so no gratitude dates for you. Mun will just e-mind your e-babies.]
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[personal profile] diehard_daniel
Daniel walked into the bar, of course he was no where near his office. He was undercover for the tocra and was wearing this.

"Well this is interesting," he mumbled and proceeded to the bar proper, "Uh... a coffee please."

The coffee and a note appeared and he sat sipping his coffee.

"Why thank you Lady Bar,," he said.
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[personal profile] aimedforthemoon
[OoM: 10th May, 1965: One knock for yes, two for no...

Five hours to die.]

[tiny!tag: the russian astronaut]
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[personal profile] friend_of_lucy
The strange man who gave him a card has stayed with Tumnus and so he's sitting at a table near the door, watching it and wondering.
[identity profile] aventine-gaia.livejournal.com
"--gut you like a fish and feed you to the cats," Gaia is saying as she steps through the door, wiping her hands off on what there is of her leather skirt with her usual post-customer-bouncing swagger.

With only one small problem. This? Is not her street. That man she had thrown through the door only seconds before is not here either, but that's no loss, though she wouldn't have minded more of a fight out in the street. He was drunk. She could've finished him easily.

She falls silent as she glances around, features settling into the usual vaguely surly look that is the wary Gaia.

It's certainly a lot cleaner here. Quieter, too. And smells better than the brothel.

There is potential. For what, she doesn't know.

[tiny tag: gaia (rome)]
[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com
OOM: After this, there were now a Regulator, a Young Avenger (with a Merry Man watching over her) and an Amberite in the infirmary.

[tiny tag: Brand of Amber]

(OOC: FYI to any interested in recent craziness, Ward round set up by Guppy-mun for visiting and threading)
[identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
Another fine night to be a bloke in a bar.  Possibly even a fine night to talk with him.  
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[personal profile] ostro_goth
This morning, Teja is sitting by the fireplace (where the fire is banked low, due to the season), unarmed, and having a rather substantial breakfast.

Tea, pancakes with honey and pepper, bread, moretum, and cured meat as well as some fresh figs, and an orange. After some time spent travelling on the quest for Kate and Doc, it is indeed good to be back in this peaceful place, well-bathed and out of his armour. Teja was rather astonished when he realised that for those that had remained in the bar, only one single day had passed.

Still, it had been good to be about again, and to fight again; to wear armour and swing his axe and be the Teja that he Goths had known and trusted: - enough to make him their king when all was lost.

But now, it is good to be back in his home for the afterlife.-
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[personal profile] gorgonfondness
Mia looks a lot like she did around this time last week, with the notable exception of Octi's presence. There's a steaming pot of tea in front of her, a cup close by. She's absently stirring her spoon in her tea again, the sugar long since dissolved once more.

The second test said negative.

This morning, she wasn't exactly late anymore.

Guess she really isn't pregnant.
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu
Guppy isn't at all keen on leaving Brand unattended with his friends. But he occasionally has to eat and acquire coffee.

But he's left a baby alarm in there, just in case anything sneaky happens.

He glances at his watch as he settles in the bar with dinner. He's lost track of how many hours he's been up now.
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[personal profile] toxic_perfume
Cavilo is in the bar.

Sitting at a table with a steak dinner, and looking indecently smug about it.

Or about something, anyway.



[tinytags: cavilo, delysia lafosse]