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[7twistedwishes]

Some time after Esfir arrives, the door opens to allow the Devil into Milliways.

She is still wearing the clubbing dress, but her expression is far from cheerful.

It actually looks like she is trying to hold on to something.

And failing.

Distressed Devil moves to the bar, seeking a glass of atlantean, or twenty.



[ Open until it takes the great leap out of the front page ]

Dwarf Treasure Hunt

[mallory-grace.livejournal.com]

[[ooc: This is just the gathering post before leaving. Check in with your pup, let them meet each other if you want, post their thoughts, whatever. Follow the link to begin threading, though I won't be available to join you until after noon MST.]]


Mallory waits for her 'guests' by the front door, looking forward to the adventure ahead.




[[Tiny tags: Artemis Fowl, Dan Evans, Kate Bishop, Dara Zabo, Yunno Scrya]]

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[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

Belar's been busy. Trying to keep the people of western Mongolia from suffering the worst effects of the Mongolian winter is kind of a dicey proposition at best. You don't ever want to do anything to the weather that messes up the rest of the planet, but you do have an obligation to your people.

It's okay now, though. He's got it all under control, so with a flash of blue light he materializes in the Bar and puts up a sign:

SECURITY MEMBER ON DUTY

QUESTIONS ANSWERED
BEER APPROVED OF

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[nottaprincess.livejournal.com]

Yuki Sohma is laughing, when he wanders through the door today.

Not just snickering or chuckling silently to himself, but really, earnestly laughing, laughing so hard that he's clutching the binder he's carrying against his stomach to keep from doubling over. His expression is twisted into an amused grin, but he still manages to seem embarrassed and slightly rueful - he looks like he's tempted to backhand whoever's responsible for making him lose control like this.

"Kakeru?"

He's so caught up, in fact, that he doesn't even notice where he is, until he recovers himself and looks up, blinking in surprise.

"Oh. Here...well, at least I can finally get some work done."

And he heads to a table, flicking open his binder and giving a tiny sigh, when he sees how little the student council actually finished during their meeting, today. And, yet, somehow, he can't really manage to be annoyed - he even has to raise his free hand to his mouth, muffling a slight resurgence of mirth, as he starts to jot things down on one of his forms.

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[blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com]

Bart's... getting restless. That's why he's outside, climbing a tree.

...Or, rather, inside playing with a Rubik's-

-by the Observation Wind-

-out by the lake-

-bah, the narration gives up. Catch him where you can, if you can.

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[aimedforthemoon]

Time in Milliways is a funny thing, running backwards and forwards and sometimes sidling sideways for the sheer hell of it. This is why when Esfir walks in through the front door, to her she's only been gone for a few hours (maybe more, but it...it was hard to tell). Still wearing that short skirt and high boots which Scarlet had offered, still with her hair long and sleek, and still with that blank-because-she's-thinking-too-much expression that she had left Seattle with.

She limps (refer to boots) to a table by the Window, sits down, and looks at it.

And if she seems to be taping a beat on the table top, well.

No harm in that.

tiny!tag: cal chandler, charles monroe, the russian astroanut

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[vance_prime]

It's been three days and it's still too wet out to go mountain climbing. Alyx is starting to get cabin fever again.

Which can only mean one thing: it's time to tinker.

Her Lego robot is spread out in pieces across the table. So is her laptop. Alyx seems to be trying to integrate the two together.

This can't possibly end well.

[Open for tags until it falls off the page. This will probably be Alyx's last open EP for a while, so get it while it's hot!]

[tinytag: Alyx Vance, Annabelle Newfield]

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[basic_powers]

This week, Tyler hasn't had so much time to sneak over to Cecil's house and practice his sword forms with the wooden sword.

So the little boy is out back, practicing the katas of Ray Stantz's Way of the Spark forms of lightsaber fighting.

No, he's not a jedi.

...He's just a damn adorable gadget hero.

[Read as: The mun is bored and hasn't thrown the kid in for a while, open for new tags till it falls off the front page]

[Tiny Tags: Annabelle Newfield

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[blowupthefloats]

Today's Specials
From Russia with Love
Russian Candy
Russian Boilermaker

And there is a Manhattan Detective-Sargent behind the bar, ready to serve the people. Happy Hour is go!

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[always-okay.livejournal.com]

For the record? This assignment is boring. Being stuck at Manticore means he has to wear the stupid uniform everywhere, and interact with every other stupid brainwashed X-series who's not in the field, and put up with the same crappy Manticore food and quarters he always does. So while 494 arrives in Milliways tonight clean-cut and sharply dressed (winter camo pants, well-shined boots and gray t-shirt), he's bursting with nervous energy and totally ready for something, anything, to break the monotony of tailing X5-452.

Who, by the way, is definitely shaping up to be a Class A pain in his ass, from preliminary recon.

Which, you know. Great.


tinytag: x5-494 (alec)

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[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy is flopped on a sofa near the fire, with a cold flannel over his forehead, staring at the ceiling.

He has a headache, hense the flannel, though the coldness doesn't seem to be doing anything except making him feel like an idiot lying on a couch with a flannel on his head.

He doesn't appear to have slept much over the last day or so, or indeed even got around to shaving. Nor, at present, does he appear likely to go and do so. He's just... recharging, or photosynthesising, or something.