milliways_bar | Sep. 26th, 2008

Sep. 26th, 2008

[OOM: Once you've reached the Combine Citadel, there's really only one way left to go. Up.

Alyx knows that all too well.

So does Gordon. The journey begins... as does the voice calling on him to fail.]

[To be concluded.]

[tinytag: Gordon Freeman, Alyx Vance]

diamond-badgirl.livejournal.com

Lucy Diamond hasn't been in Milliways for some time, but she doesn't know that. To her it's been three weeks; long enough for the underworld to calm down a bit after the upheaval of what was being called the Old Rock Incident. She was conducting her own investigation into who the hell had attacked them, but it was slow going. Nothing added up. Shari' Sapphire's head injury had healed well though, so at least there wasn't a blood vendetta to worry about. Not any new ones anyway.

So there's just a criminal mastermind seeking a drink and looking a bit anxiously around for old and dear friends. Or any company, really.

aj_crawley

OOM: THURSDAY 25TH SEPTEMBER

Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my lands in order?
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down

- T.S. ELIOT, 'THE WASTE LAND'

bringer_of_fun

Bobby is not his usual bright and sunny self when he comes into the bar. In fact, everything about about him fairly screams, "bad mood." His is wearing a scowl and holding a wadded up newspaper in his hand, though it's hardly the newspaper that has him muttering in a dark growl as he heads for the bar.

"Stupid Johnny Storm. Stupid secret identity."

He sits grumpily on a stool as asks for Twinkies and an iced mocha. A large plate of the golden sponge cake treats appears, and he dips one in the mocha before taking a sullen bite.

[[tiny tag: Teddy Altman]]

[[ooc: Slowtime likely for the afternoon (MST), though I should be around all evening for your tagging pleasture!]]

subject-lj-here.livejournal.com

[OOM:

I split the atom of one second
Choosing history's lathe
Each word summons now the next
A master to his slave¹
Countless links
Within some silent chain
And time becomes the sediment that drifts to algae²
Divorced from comets' trains

(1: Things in war don't always go as planned. Not everyone returns safely, or sound of mind.)

(2: But no one could have predicted this.)

[Tiny Tag: Chell Johnson (Portal), Adrian Shephard]

gotham-knocking.livejournal.com

Knox enters the Bar and trudges over to a table. He looks exhausted. Clearly, it's been one of those nights in Gotham. He orders a large mug of black oversweetened coffee and a tall stack of pancakes, and sleepily reviews the notes he had shoved into his coat pocket before entering.

[ooc: work related slowtime likely.]

alorn-bear.livejournal.com

Belar plops himself down in the first available chair, muttering something under his breath about dysentery. The sign goes up:

ANSWERING PRAYERS
BACK IN 15 MINUTES

SECURITY MEMBER ON DUTY AFTER THAT

INTERRUPT ME IF YOU'RE A LARGE ANIMAL VETERINARIAN
YAK EXPERIENCE A PLUS

It's been one of those days.

milkbonesoldier.livejournal.com

Brichester's on Wells' travel roster for the next week, so he's been getting things in order at the Academy as best he can for a temporary step-out. The process is nervewracking at best. Calming down after a week's worth of pushing the girls extra hard without snapping anybody's something that requires either shooting time or hammers and anvils, so he's been in Etna; he's still got the passport from Hephaestos, after all. It's helped.

He's armed at the moment. He'll be going out to shoot later. For the moment he's getting a cup of tea, because he could really use one.

stillbecoming

Buffy has laid claim to the couch by the fireplace, and also a bucket of popcorn.

Yes. She has a bucket.

foxglove_eyes

The door seems to have an unnerving sense of when Lamia's eyes have just grown used to the darkness and squalor again, forcing her to re-adjust to the light, sound, warmth that characterizes Milliways. So here she is.

Lamia's smile as she makes her way towards the bar is, as ever, inviting (though if you looked at her eyes you might see something darker--but you're not looking there, are you).

Come say hello.

walking_napalm

[OOM: Millitimed to roughly a month ago, Hellboy and Liz, Liz feels, need to talk.]

there-is-a-me.livejournal.com

Spoon has a newspaper and a full tea. The fact that it's down to just a full tea is due to the fact that he ate before coming here. Chores are caught up on, and he's reading through Penny and Cora's latest homework. (Except the figures. Ace can do those.)

aimedforthemoon

[OoM:
With relish and delight, you continually bite at the bait;
you are trapped, you fool - how will you ever escape?
- Sri Guru Granth Sahib

tiny!tag: the russian astronaut, weyland

magic_ferret

It was just a single step, but some times you need to leave a map for people who come after.

Yunno is down in the bar working from a collection of notes and picking at his portable computer keyboard. The table is covered with paper. Items include:

1-Mana density flow analysis for sustaining Lesser Nobodies.

2-The spell anchor points needed to build a Transfer spell into a Device.

3-His sign, which reads as it has for some time:

Translations
Reasonable Rates
English, Japanese, Ancient Belkan, Mid-Childan
Others with sufficiently large samples.

Will also trade for combat instruction.
Staff or unarmed preferred.

If he didn't want to be bothered, he wouldn't have the sign up. Surely.

Tiny Tag: Yunno Scrya

isaysimplewords

Cal is tired of not knowing things.

A certain level of not-knowingness - all right, okay, of ignorance can only be expected in Milliways, of course. How much can a person know about a world different from his, or a time far removed from his? But Cal has found himself at a loss once too often on simple things, things he has a sneaking suspicion he would know (or would at least remember having known) if he'd ever gone to class. It's starting to get embarrassing.

So Cal has a book. Again. This time, it's one of those single-volume "encyclopedias" with little squirts of information about a few hundred different things. He can always narrow his focus later, right?

(And, because Bar has a very clear understanding of Cal's attention span when it comes to reading, it's a book aimed at the twelve-to-fourteen crowd. Shh, don't tell Cal.)

The fact that he is flipping from entry to entry every three minutes might indicate to the keen observer that he would be okay with being interrupted.

badinlatin

Mal, while talking to one Mr. Cal Chandler, felt it was necessary to write out a note, so he stands to post it before returning to Cal's table.

To any and all pilot people:

Find Cal Chandler. He is unfamiliar with spaceships and needs a gorram hobby.

Mal Reynolds

[ooc: Leave IC notes for Cal here!]

blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com

Someone is, as per his personal vow after meeting one Jamie Hamilton, toasting marshmallows in the fireplace. This is especially amusing if you chase the fake!fish in the fireplace with your marshmallow, but that's beside the point.

The point is, he has graham crackers and chocolate squares and he will be making s'mores. And maybe he'll share, if he likes you.

(On the less important side of things, That Bruise on his forehead has gotten to the point of illegibility. Alas.)

binaried.livejournal.com

There's a face in the bar tonight that will probably be unfamiliar to some, and familiar to a few. He's seated near the observation window, armed with a newspaper and a cup of coffee. Or, rather, the coffee decorates the small table next to said chair, and the gentleman in question is staring over the paper at nothing in particular.

It's really anyone's guess how long Merlin has been there.

[tiny tag: Billy Kaplan]
[open until falls off main page. and yes, new PB. headvoice is picky. calling slow, mun is tired. will pick up in morning, new tags welcome.]

themidnightson

What does a vampire do when their psychic sister declares they will either murder or eternally damn a helpless mortal?

If you are one Edward Cullen, and your sister is one Alice 'don't bet against her' Cullen, and the mortal in question is one Isabella 'born to be Edward's best snack cake ever created' Swan then, you would promptly be redirected to Milliways.

Oh, End of the Universe, how much he loathes your intrusion tonight.

He didn't want to see Seattle's lights in the rain anyway.

thecommoner

Haruhi is beaming.

While this might be hard to determine in her normally stoic expression, her eyes are big and bright and her cheeks have turned pink, and she's clutching a piece a paper to her chest as though it might stop existing were she to let go.

There, also, might be confetti and sparkles around her, too.

Apparently something very important came in the mail today.

[OOC: Open until there's another one.

The tiniest of tags celebrates: Haruhi Fujioka]

young_womble

Look, there's a Womble.

He's out back, picking up small pieces of litter with a large spike, and humming a cheerful little tune.

It's nice to be able to Womble around without having to dive for cover.

mad-dog-maguire.livejournal.com

As they say, duty calls.

'Duty' here meaning 'bartending' because Lady Bar deserves some shut-eye'.

So there is a sliiiiightly out-of-place pilot behind the bar, putting up specials.

SPECIALS
Sky Pilot
B-52
Irish Hammer
Drinks free if you outdrink the bartender

Yes, that's a challenge.

[ tiny tag: 'mad dog' maguire, billy kaplan, xaldin ]

acts_of_gord

[OOM: The enemy's gate, so to speak, is up. Cue the final confrontation at the heart of the Combine's power.

Oh.

And... one more thing...]

There is no flash of actinic green, no blaze of a portal's light. There is, in fact, no warning at all. Only this: one moment there is a space in the Bar that has no one in it. In the next there is a bloodied, battered, smoke-reeking man in orange and grey armor in that space, swaying sharply on his feet in the way that someone who's been unexpectedly released from a posture they were straining to escape might do. It takes him a blink- no, two, maybe three- to realize where he is, and draw a breath.

And then to bellow "ALYX!" at the top of his lungs.

[tinytag: Alyx Vance, Gordon Freeman, Billy Kaplan (Wiccan), Annabelle Newfield, Dr. John Vattic]