Nov. 10th, 2008
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Nov. 10th, 2008 08:54 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
i-brained-clor.livejournal.comHercules sits at the bar.
Well, he's not exactly sitting.
He appears to have fallen asleep on a stool, his head resting in his arms against the bar in front of him.
Poor Prince of Power, he needed a nap.
[tiny tag: Hercules]
Well, he's not exactly sitting.
He appears to have fallen asleep on a stool, his head resting in his arms against the bar in front of him.
Poor Prince of Power, he needed a nap.
[tiny tag: Hercules]
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Nov. 10th, 2008 08:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ever_lovinBen's in the bar today over by the observation window reading and grumbling. What is he grumbling about? Well the title on the book says something about regulations and has FAA in large bold letters. Looks like there might be a clue there.
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Nov. 10th, 2008 11:56 ambitunlikely.livejournal.comEven with both Teddy and Billy back safe in Milliways, Jenny knows it's not permanent. She also knows, given the way her brother looked when he had wandered into the bar from his world, that there is no way she (and Bart, by default) will be left behind this time.
Which means she has work to be done. Namely in the form of intel. Fighting a war is one thing, something Jenny was born to do. But she's never successfully helped to break anyone out of a jail cell without having been their previously. She doesn't know enough about their world to not be a liability.
Thankfully, Bar has a wealth of endless resources. Thus: one Jenny sitting at the bar, occasionally sipping at her water glass while she reads a text book on the current political history of Teddy's world.
[tiny!tag: Jenny]
Which means she has work to be done. Namely in the form of intel. Fighting a war is one thing, something Jenny was born to do. But she's never successfully helped to break anyone out of a jail cell without having been their previously. She doesn't know enough about their world to not be a liability.
Thankfully, Bar has a wealth of endless resources. Thus: one Jenny sitting at the bar, occasionally sipping at her water glass while she reads a text book on the current political history of Teddy's world.
[tiny!tag: Jenny]
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Nov. 10th, 2008 12:41 pmmnt_mikeMike isn't so much seated at Bar as he is slumped over her. He hates days like today. You know the kind, where what you've been putting off all week just has to be done.
The concern du jour is the lack of writing on this week's Happy Hour schedule. There's just no amount of squinting that's going to make writing magically appear on the calendar before him, and he knows it.
It's just unfair the way the universe works, you know? That procrastination can't continue indefinitly.
The concern du jour is the lack of writing on this week's Happy Hour schedule. There's just no amount of squinting that's going to make writing magically appear on the calendar before him, and he knows it.
It's just unfair the way the universe works, you know? That procrastination can't continue indefinitly.
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Nov. 10th, 2008 01:14 pmnottaprincess.livejournal.comYuki is at a table, today, slumped down in his seat in a display of unusually poor posture. He's dressed in his uniform, and, though he's as neat as he almost always is, he wears a truly weary expression that's a good bit more honest than most that ever cross his face.
What has the cursed boy so annoyed, today, you ask?
Mostly, it's the little crowd of wait-rats that are settled around his chair in a semicircle, looking up at him with eager, expectant, and maybe even mildly adoring eyes. Every now and then, when Yuki reaches for the little tea-pot that he's already procured and pours himself another cup of the hot stuff, they practically ripple with hope and press in a little closer, apparently thinking that he means to order something, now.
"Uhm..." The rat-boy sighs at the real rats surrounding him. "I have everything I need right now. Really. I just had lunch. It's okay if you go serve someone else."
Occasionally, a few wander off to do just that, but they either return or are replaced by another wait-rat, keeping the little gathering around his chair roughly constant in size.
...Being a victim of the Zodiac Curse is really annoying, sometimes.
What has the cursed boy so annoyed, today, you ask?
Mostly, it's the little crowd of wait-rats that are settled around his chair in a semicircle, looking up at him with eager, expectant, and maybe even mildly adoring eyes. Every now and then, when Yuki reaches for the little tea-pot that he's already procured and pours himself another cup of the hot stuff, they practically ripple with hope and press in a little closer, apparently thinking that he means to order something, now.
"Uhm..." The rat-boy sighs at the real rats surrounding him. "I have everything I need right now. Really. I just had lunch. It's okay if you go serve someone else."
Occasionally, a few wander off to do just that, but they either return or are replaced by another wait-rat, keeping the little gathering around his chair roughly constant in size.
...Being a victim of the Zodiac Curse is really annoying, sometimes.
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Nov. 10th, 2008 03:42 pmmallory-grace.livejournal.com[[OOM: In which Ben Winchester visits Mallory Grace’s world. Warnings for ugly puppies, hot moms, faeries, brothers and plotting adventures.]]
Mallory comes into the bar with a note for the notice board that reads:
ADVENTURERS AND TREASURE HUNTERS
Looking for an adventure? Got a strong back? Magic doesn’t freak you out? I am looking for a handful of people to come to my world (Earth, circa 2009 A.D.) in one week for the looting of a (probably) deserted dwarf realm. Any experience in magic and fighting would be useful.. Those interested should see Mallory Grace for details.
[[Tiny tags: Yunno Scrya, Dara of Chaos, Dan Evans]]
Mallory comes into the bar with a note for the notice board that reads:
Looking for an adventure? Got a strong back? Magic doesn’t freak you out? I am looking for a handful of people to come to my world (Earth, circa 2009 A.D.) in one week for the looting of a (probably) deserted dwarf realm. Any experience in magic and fighting would be useful.. Those interested should see Mallory Grace for details.
[[Tiny tags: Yunno Scrya, Dara of Chaos, Dan Evans]]
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Nov. 10th, 2008 04:22 pmgrimsister.livejournal.comNico is mildly bored, and feeling generally run-down. It's something to do with the weather, she feels. That much rain can not be natural. Hence, she could only be bothered to dress in a t-shirt and ripped-up jeans (still black. She has her goth dignity to maintain) and is sitting as close to the fire as she can get without actually falling in.
[OOC: Highly belated carkeys bait for Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy. What are the odds?]
[OOC: Highly belated carkeys bait for Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy. What are the odds?]
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Nov. 10th, 2008 04:26 pmwalksindeathOld Kingdom weather is commonly known and accepted to be on the weird and harsh side, especially when compared to its immediate neighbour, Ancelstierre. This means that Sabriel has spent the morning taking advantage of the torrential rain to get in some practise - both swordwork and Charter Magic are harder in bad weather, and there is no reason to become less used to it by staying in.
Catch her outside if you're also crazy enough to be out during the rain; or coming in, black hair soaked to the back of her neck until she shakes it out and sits down on a barstool with a grimace. Her oilskin might be a good one, but it hasn't kept out all the wet by a long shot. A pot of tea appears, to which she gives a grateful smile.
[OOC: Again! Carkeys bait for Commander Shepherd and Demyx.]
[Tinydamptag: Sabriel]
Catch her outside if you're also crazy enough to be out during the rain; or coming in, black hair soaked to the back of her neck until she shakes it out and sits down on a barstool with a grimace. Her oilskin might be a good one, but it hasn't kept out all the wet by a long shot. A pot of tea appears, to which she gives a grateful smile.
[OOC: Again! Carkeys bait for Commander Shepherd and Demyx.]
[Tinydamptag: Sabriel]
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Nov. 10th, 2008 04:34 pmdreamer_frayHarth has blood steaming in a mug, a book, and a slightly disturbing grin.
He's also sitting on the floor, leaning against the bar and stretching out his legs just far enough to really irritate anyone trying to walk past.
Business as usual!
[OOC: You got it. Carkeys bait for Butch Ada and Emily Linus.]
He's also sitting on the floor, leaning against the bar and stretching out his legs just far enough to really irritate anyone trying to walk past.
Business as usual!
[OOC: You got it. Carkeys bait for Butch Ada and Emily Linus.]
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Nov. 10th, 2008 06:07 pmalt-hulk.livejournal.comTeddy walks back downstairs slowly after waking up, a slightly damp and more-than-slightly crumpled note in his hand. He stops by the bar and is presented with a bowl of alphabet soup--one of his favorites as a kid.
He mumbles a word of thanks, and asks for a pad of paper, before returning to the booth he was at a few days ago.
Nobody said it was easy; No one ever said it would be this hard
[Tiny Tag: Teddy Altman, Jenny (Doctor's Daughter)]
He mumbles a word of thanks, and asks for a pad of paper, before returning to the booth he was at a few days ago.
Nobody said it was easy; No one ever said it would be this hard
[Tiny Tag: Teddy Altman, Jenny (Doctor's Daughter)]
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Nov. 10th, 2008 06:46 pmeisenheimhaus.livejournal.com[OOM: The only problem with volunteering to take a girl from the future on a field trip is that you can never really predict who might show up.]
[tinytags: zoe carter, eisenheim, sophie von teschen]
[tinytags: zoe carter, eisenheim, sophie von teschen]
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Nov. 10th, 2008 07:27 pmgorgonfondnessMost of the business left over from the trip to Reza has been caught up and it's finally time to move on to something very important.
Mia is sitting at a table, filling out two very important forms. She also has a stack of invitations nearby, waiting for their turn under the pen.
Maybe you're invited?
Mia is sitting at a table, filling out two very important forms. She also has a stack of invitations nearby, waiting for their turn under the pen.
Maybe you're invited?
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Nov. 10th, 2008 07:49 pmmagic_ferretIt was just a single step, and when Yunno walks into the bar he's flexing his hands.
You might be forgiven for thinking that he's hurt them, but really he's reveling in the sensation of opposable digits again.
Thumbs! Favoritest hand part ever.
Tiny Tag: Yunno Scrya
You might be forgiven for thinking that he's hurt them, but really he's reveling in the sensation of opposable digits again.
Thumbs! Favoritest hand part ever.
Tiny Tag: Yunno Scrya
First Entrance
Nov. 10th, 2008 08:29 pmaleister_authorTyler steps through the door. Any grace he might have is filtered through the careful step of someone trying not to attract attention and needing more practice. That, and the constant looking around the characterizes a new arrival.
"I thought I knew every descent sized Kin spot in the city," he murmers as he lets the door close and moves further in.
Feel free to introduce the place before he gives himself whiplash looking around.
Tiny Tag:Tyler Darrow
"I thought I knew every descent sized Kin spot in the city," he murmers as he lets the door close and moves further in.
Feel free to introduce the place before he gives himself whiplash looking around.
Tiny Tag:Tyler Darrow
Happy Hour!
Nov. 10th, 2008 08:46 pmmogget_catYrael takes his place behind the bar tonight, closely followed by a calico cat, who likewise takes what she considers to be her place, lounging on the bar.
He threatens to push her off the bar with the Specials board, grinning despite the fact that she doesn't seem to find it as amusing as he obviously does. The calico figures that draping herself across Yrael's shoulder is probably the safer perch, at least while he's in this kind of mood.
Specials!
All specials 1/2 price!
What the Hell?
A Short Trip to Hell
Bloody Hell
Hell No!
Hell Yeah!
and
Hell-o Kitty
Yrael's in a weird mood tonight.
"Happy Hour, everyone!" he calls, grinning as he scritches the calico cat behind the ears. "What'll it be?"
He threatens to push her off the bar with the Specials board, grinning despite the fact that she doesn't seem to find it as amusing as he obviously does. The calico figures that draping herself across Yrael's shoulder is probably the safer perch, at least while he's in this kind of mood.
All specials 1/2 price!
What the Hell?
A Short Trip to Hell
Bloody Hell
Hell No!
Hell Yeah!
and
Hell-o Kitty
Yrael's in a weird mood tonight.
"Happy Hour, everyone!" he calls, grinning as he scritches the calico cat behind the ears. "What'll it be?"
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Nov. 10th, 2008 09:11 pmblinkandyoumiss.livejournal.comBart's been reading up on Teddy and Billy's world for upcoming jailbreak-thing. Which would be totally fine and good, except he was speedreading. Speedreading's nothing special aside from the massively reduced reading time; it's not like you magically remember everything when you go through a book at superspeed, but you do get a wicked headache from the information dump, and a break is definitely called for.
Which means, in this case, that he's tucked into a booth seat length-wise with a sketch pad propped up against his knees, drawing.
Maybe, if he likes you, he'll let you see what he's drawing.
{Is not really, but can be, car keys bait for Nico... um, wossname. From Runaways!}
You can't roller skate in a tiny tag herd: Captain America, Ryan Evans
Which means, in this case, that he's tucked into a booth seat length-wise with a sketch pad propped up against his knees, drawing.
Maybe, if he likes you, he'll let you see what he's drawing.
{Is not really, but can be, car keys bait for Nico... um, wossname. From Runaways!}
You can't roller skate in a tiny tag herd: Captain America, Ryan Evans
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Nov. 10th, 2008 10:09 pmguppy_sandhuGuppy is in a booth near the door to the infirmary, and has been there for several hours.
He has on the table various bits of infirmary tech, and their handbooks, which he is studying intently in the hope of finding something useful.
His coffee is long since cold.
He has on the table various bits of infirmary tech, and their handbooks, which he is studying intently in the hope of finding something useful.
His coffee is long since cold.
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Nov. 10th, 2008 11:30 pmsimon_doctorOut of Milliways:
It's turning into a month for unexpected communications, apparently.
[Edited to add: Later that night.]
It's turning into a month for unexpected communications, apparently.
[Edited to add: Later that night.]
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Nov. 10th, 2008 11:53 pmnotapoodle.livejournal.comEver wondered what it'd be like to give a naturally energetic, cheerful teen heavy doses of Red Bull?
Well, now is the chance to find out. Just don't expect much coherency from said teen until the energy high has worn off.
The reason behind his drink choice isn't clear, but Ryan is cheerfully- very cheerfully, in fact- sitting at the Bar, one leg wiggling constantly, while he distracts himself with several sheets of blank paper, numerous coloured pens and lots of pink glitter. Creativity and immaturity work so well together.
He's even got his tongue peeking out of the corner of his mouth in extreme concentration.
Well, now is the chance to find out. Just don't expect much coherency from said teen until the energy high has worn off.
The reason behind his drink choice isn't clear, but Ryan is cheerfully- very cheerfully, in fact- sitting at the Bar, one leg wiggling constantly, while he distracts himself with several sheets of blank paper, numerous coloured pens and lots of pink glitter. Creativity and immaturity work so well together.
He's even got his tongue peeking out of the corner of his mouth in extreme concentration.
