Jul. 31st, 2008

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[personal profile] hopeitsworthit
[OOM: After this, Dean decides he and his little brother need to have some words.]
[identity profile] tricaputus.livejournal.com
(Shortly after the events that transpired here.)

The back door's knob wobbles, turns, and is pushed open to reveal a large hulking brute standing on four rubber legs. The hell hound leans heavily against the door frame, and then half falls, half stumbles inside. The stumbling continues for several paces before gravity overrides the increasingly weak attempts to stay upright. Cerberus goes down on his chin amongst a clatter of chairs. Before too long he's up. And down again. And up on his elbows, all three right eyes squeezed firmly shut as he belly crawls towards the harth.




(OOC: Accepting tags until it falls off the page!)
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It was just a single step but even side paths can hold potential. Which is why Yunno has been up in the magical library for Milliways.

Nothing he could find on Devices there, and he's very good at looking.

The library contents don't actually make much sense either. Who the heck uses some of these things and expects them to work? And what is a bicorn anyway?

Young lad with a big, precarious stack of notes and a concentration face. Distract him? Please?

Tiny Tag: Yunno Scrya
OOC: Work is a terrible thing, but slowtimes are awesome. Open 'till it falls off the front!
[identity profile] felon-spice.livejournal.com
It's much easier the second time for Zoe to convince SARAH that they should take a trip to Milliways without her father.

Now there's a teenage girl sitting at the bar, watching all the people around her and trying to figure out if she can scam anyone into getting her a beer.


[open for tags with Zoe only; SARAH modded with permission, but her player is unavailable :(]

tiny tag: zoe carter
[identity profile] morethanavoice.livejournal.com
Delysia is up and about, early for her. There is a fitting for a new dress she needs to get to by 11, so she decides to pop into the bar for a quick breakfast. It's so much easier than wheedling Nick's housekeeper into doing it for her.


[tiny tag: delysia lafosse]
[identity profile] i-brained-clor.livejournal.com
It is a highly comical sight.

Hercules is bandaged heavily. So heavily, in fact, he looks like a mummy. But with his head mostly uncovered (some band-aids are plastered across his face, however).

He attempts to drink from a large mug, grasping it between both hands (since his fingers are wrapped together, like big bandage mittens). It doesn't go so well.

"Blasted sea beast! Perhaps my ideas of penance were misplaced!" he curses.

[tiny tag: Hercules]
[identity profile] imthegoodguy.livejournal.com
Ben had an interesting encounter yesterday, which he has not yet recovered from. Don't worry. He's not traumatized; he just can't stop laughing at random intervals. It's so bad that Alex, Richard, and whoever else encountered him on his way to the bar kept asking him questions that he never got around to answering. Too busy laughing.

(The encounter also gave him ideas, but he won't speak about them. It's unlikely that he ever will speak about them.)

Today Ben can be found at a table, with a cup of Darjeeling tea -- laughing, of course.

[ ooc: chance of AFK 100% likely, but tags will be, er, tagged. ]

448 HE

Jul. 31st, 2008 12:25 pm
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[personal profile] the_lioness
[OOM: George, Alanna and the triplets enjoy a day in Port Caynn. For the most part, anyway.]
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[personal profile] acts_of_gord
[OOM: So why, exactly, don't we go to Ravenholm any more?]

The door opens for exactly long enough to allow a falling man to hit the ground and roll clear of some unseen enemy. Gordon comes to a stop and props himself up with one hand (an unusual orange-and-metal weapon is in the other), looking around, eyes suddenly wild. This was not where he was supposed to be-

Oh, crap. He was stuck here HOW long last time?

In a heartbeat he's on his feet again, testing the door to be absolutely sure it still opens for him.



[OOC: Semi-plot-locked. Tags of people noticing this are welcome, but Gordon's about to bounce back out again and won't respond to or even notice anyone except the other plot participant. Sorry!]


[tinytag: Gordon Freeman, Dinah Lance]
[identity profile] sliceitwithwind.livejournal.com
Xaldin is back from his stint with Demyx in Atlantica. Xaldin-like almost everyone except Demyx-objects to Atlantica. IX needed it. Xaldin stayed longer than he otherwise would have purely because IX didn't react as he normally does to that world.

There was no moment of mad with power. They made a storm, Demyx stated that he missed XII, and then he sunk as deep as he could go. Xaldin stayed and watched until it was clear that the boy wasn't coming out any time soon.

And now he's here. Outside. Thinking and exploring the atmosphere. He's very visible most of the time and quite willing to talk.
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There was a crash followed by a sputter and, in a pile of chairs, a girl with long hair and big brown eyes was looking around confused.

She had been walking and reading her study book.

It hadn't been a calculated risk to do so from her livingroom to her bedroom.




This was neither.


[Tiny Tag: Haruhi]
[identity profile] lil-green-apple.livejournal.com
It is funny, sometimes, how places that you had found frightening before can be... not comforting, exactly, but familiar and not so worrisome.

That is to say, when there is not a hairy man climbing a tree after her, or a large three-headed dog chasing her, or- well, perhaps, more used to Milliways is really the better way to explain it.

At any rate, there is a nymph curled up on one of the couches, sipping from a lovely china cup of tea, quite possibly available for conversation.
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[personal profile] alsoagreengrass
Scorpius Malfoy is not having the best day.

"Mum!"

It had started off on a well enough note - at least, breakfast was good and his supply list for his second year of Hogwarts arrived - but then, as such timelines go, the day took an unexpected turn.

"Dad!"

Or, rather, Scorpius took an unexpected turn on his broom, got caught in a particularly strong gust of wind, and landed in a bush.

"Mum!"

Now his robes are tattered, his arm swelling and aching painfully - broken, he thinks, and he's made a temporary sling from his sleeve for it - and he cannot find his parents to Heal it for him or cart him off to St. Mungo's.

Granted, he's only made it through the broom room so far and he hadn't really expected to find them there so he may yet locate them.

He pushes through the lounge door -

"Da-!"

- and stops in his tracks, choking on the rest of his shout.



This is not home.
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[personal profile] princeinexile
[OOM: Fire calls to fire; but Liz rages out of control. Zuko might be the one to help her. They'll only find out in time.]
[identity profile] blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com
Some things, people are just better off Not Knowing About. Some things, mankind was just not meant to discover.

some things like- just for example- like why Bart's covered head to toe to crutch in fruity smoothie goodness.

Yep.


{Mischievous mun is mischievous!}

Teentinytags: Jenny (the Doctor's Daughter), smoothielicious smoothieness
[identity profile] born-running.livejournal.com
So, an alien experiment boy walks into a bar with his nose in a book. and settles down into a booth with a book on the history of jokes and an apple.

Taggable, but bring your own punchline.
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[personal profile] queenofmay
[OOM: In which all things are not well, but the important ones are better. ]
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu
Guppy spent most of the early evening in negotiations with a photographer, and is now eating a donut.

There are other donuts, if anyone else wants one.
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[personal profile] queenofmay
Marian's sitting in the bar with a tea service, a shiny security badge and, if not a smile, a tired but relaxed expression.

Given that her last twelve hours have been a hell (involved her house being burned down, she and her father arrested then installed under house arrest in Nottingham, her--Robin being dead and then not, the sheriff is making an army of mercenaries, and she said she wouldn't run away and play house in the forest twice for two different reasons) she's doing remarkably better than the last two appearances she put in.

There are magazines next to her, but she's presently watching the residents of the bar.

Company would never be amiss.
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[personal profile] gorgonfondness
Well.

That was informative.

And by "informative," we mean "heartbreaking."

Botherable?
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[personal profile] ostro_goth
Teja has been working in the forge most of the day, making swords for Catalina Erantzo.

It has been hot and thirsty work, and Teja feels the need to cool down seriously.

That is why he is swimming in the lake, in a little secluded bay near the forge. Most of his clothes are hidden among the rushes, and he's keeping an eye out for passers-by that might look at him.

Both forge-cats are sitting by the shore, though, staring at their human. Who is in the water. Voluntarily. He must be mad!
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[personal profile] vyvyan
Vyvyan has a big sign up.

Free drinks!

The drink in question is a sort of dark blue slimy colour. He's, um, testing it.

[ooc: Warning, this potion will make the drinker lose their hair and be very energetic for about half an hour, after which it completely reverses. It is otherwise harmless.]

[tinytag: Vyvyan]
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*Andrew Wells is in the bar for the first time in a while, sitting in one of the armchairs near the fireplace, looking thoughtful.*

*Whether that thoughtful look is because of recent events here, or recent events in his own world, or the book he's reading, is anyone's guess.*
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[personal profile] ikissdhimbck
[OOM: As Green Lake readies itself for summer festivities, Katherine evades the attentions of an unwanted suitor.]


She doesn't even notice the door open and then close behind her. Her basket of goods, newly procured from the General Store, is hung around one arm, her other holding up a handsome collection of Poe.

As far as she knows, she's still walking down Main Street, preparing to round the corner onto Merrimon.

Someone, please stop her before she runs into a table.



Or a patron.

(She really needs to learn to put her books down when she's walking, honestly.)



[tiny!tag: Miss Katherine Barlow, Ben Wade]