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[chime_ra_tilt]

Zelgadiss is trying to make the most of the last rays of the afternoon sun, the branch of one of the trees along the shore of the lake as his perch. An elderly grimoire regarding the revoking of permanent magics is open on his lap, but he is nearly at its end, and the familiar doubt is settling upon him once more.

Yet another dead-end.

Distract the disheartened chimera?

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[adamantiumloner]

Logan's at a table today with a cup of coffee and a book, kicking back and brushing up.

Company isn't minded much.



[OOC: Car keys bait, after my epic fail to get him in for it, for Charlotte "Chuck" Charles and Ray Stantz but also open to whoever, forever. :D

Edit: Gotta hop off for a bit and shall resume tagging in a couple hours. Tried doing things and this but it's not working so I'm going to finish what needs to be done here so I can come back and focus on what's important ;D Feel free to tag in and I'll be back. I return!]

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[acts_of_gord]

The rain broke today. It was all the excuse Gordon needed; he ran to get Alyx and Barney and D0G. Anything that gets them outdoors and mountaineering instead of being stuck indoors with a door that won't open is a good thing.

Of course, now they're several hundred yards up the mountain and still climbing, with no sign of increased difficulty in sight...



[tinytag: Gordon Freeman, Alyx Vance, Barney Calhoun]

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[notascreensaver]

There's a Game sprite seated on one of the couches; in her lap is the head of a dozing red-and-yellow canine, who is large enough to take up the rest of said couch. Idly, she pets the dog while scrolling her way through a README file on early sprite-child care.

Botherable.

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[notagagagirl.livejournal.com]

It's been just long enough that she can play again... so, of course, she's playing.

At least it's not death metal?

The crazy songbird's perched on the edge of a booth table, her half-finished meal of mandarin tangerines and shepherd's pie behind her (getting cold).

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[will_scarlett]

[OOM: Sometimes, you need to see a new world when you find yourself trapped.]

Will, Doc and Charlie enter from the Front Door, shaking snow off of their cloaks and heading their own ways after three quiet days.

Tiny tag: Charles Munroe
(OOC: Only really taggable for Will, mainly just a way to get them all back. First and last OOMs is still in progress.)

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[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

The front door opens and a small woman in black (and patches) strolls through, idly examining the somewhat tattered front of what used to be one of her favorite shirts.

And then behind her, almost as an afterthought, the ash-filled thunder of a nearby explosion rocks the once-pristine hallways and sends up a gush of smoke and debris which only cuts off when Ace nudges the door shut with her booted foot.

Time for a coffee break, obviously.

bartending!

[antishinra]

There are two things Tifa will do almost no matter what: practice her Zangan-Ryu daily and happily take her shift behind the bar. Today's proving to be no exception.

Tonight's Specials:
Rum drinks and hot chocolate 1/2 off!

When she finishes writing on the board, she picks up her own mug of hot chocolate -- complete with marshmallows -- and blows gently on it before taking a quick sip.

The sides of the mug are good for getting her fingers warm after her session outside.

Entrance post: Pleased

[obligatoryass]

After his first day at his new job, Logan's pleased.

Sure, it's a PA job. Sure, first days suck. Sure, being a production assistant is hardly glamorous or sexy, but it's keeping him busy, and that's good.

Plus, some of the extras are really hot. So there's that.

Tonight, he's just relaxing with some paradoxes and pondering the world of work.

Thread Challenge!

[werejusttall.livejournal.com]

It's been a long, hard day in the Nursery Crimes Division. Two new 'straw-into-gold' dens have popped up, and there's been trouble amongst the bears, to say nothing (and please, please say nothing) about the public nuisance complaints about the mold growing from the Old Lady's shoe-shaped house.

But at least he's caught one criminal today.

Alright, fine, it's just a PDR, and one of particularly dubious reality thanks to very poor plot development, but it was causing complaints, and now he won't have to hear about it for a while since getting a tooth fairy through lockup is probably going to take at least a month, what with all the paperwork.

With a sigh he dredges a jam jar out of his coat and unscrews it, releasing the tiny occupant.

"Here you go, now don't... get into trouble?" His instruction ends on a dubious note when he realizes, belatedly, that this is not lockup. "Oh."


"Shit."


(OOC: The challenge: This post is open to tagging by everybody! But there's a catch: You can only tag in with each of your pups once, and that one post has to move the plot along a bit. Srsly, the crazier, the better. This is Milliways, after all. :D Here's your chance to use all of your pups!)

(tinytag list: Jack Spratt, Dan Vasser)

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[mistressmaryquitecontrary]

Mary is thirteen now.

. . . this is not hugely relevant to anyone in the world except Mary, but it is a big deal to her, at least, which is why she is sitting at a booth in the bar solemnly contemplating her Role In Life, and occasionally writing notes to herself in a notebook.

She is going to be grown-up rather sooner than she had thought. Perhaps it is time to start planning for this.

(She also has a milkshake, which is useful for assisting in Planning. Sometimes.)

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[not_lugosi]

Bela is dressed to the nines this evening. She clicks in on red stiletto heels, her hair up, and her red silk dress tight and becoming. She heads straight to the bar and slides onto a bar stool.

She's fine with ducking out of the opera at intermission when the door to the ladies lounge opens into Milliways. La Traviata is all right, but she thinks the soprano singing Vilotta is rather insipid.

Besides, the drinks here are so much better than at the Met.

ooc: This late I am doomed to slowtime, but the post is open for a few days!

Tiny Tag: Bela Talbot, Cal Chandler, Esfir

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[guppy_sandhu]

[oom: One step at a time.]

Guppy is at the bar with a drink of orange juice, and a couple of new photographs.

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[un_fallen]

Raguel's taking a break from fighting or starting various sorts of fires, and is sitting at the bar, wolfing down something with sweet potatoes and a crunchy topping. It might be homemade... or a very good imitation.

Why didn't anybody ever tell him there was stuff like this in here?

[OOC: Only around for an hour or so, but will pick up slowtimes!]