Dec. 19th, 2008
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Dec. 19th, 2008 12:20 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
licensed-pro.livejournal.comCharlie's outside. For a few different reasons. One, it's cold and that helps clear his head. Two, the lake is frozen and he's putting on ice skates. (There's a three, but it involves a very probably angry Guppy. He'd rather not contemplate that too much.)
He's good at skating, having been doing it his entire life; but he's not doing anything fancy for the moment. Just simple figure-eights across the ice, and thinking. He feels the need to do this, because the past week has just been flat-out confusing. Very. Someone should probably tell him to go back inside before he gets sick from the cold.
Left to his thoughts, there's a not-exactly-small chance he'd do that.
[Tinytag: Charles Monroe]
He's good at skating, having been doing it his entire life; but he's not doing anything fancy for the moment. Just simple figure-eights across the ice, and thinking. He feels the need to do this, because the past week has just been flat-out confusing. Very. Someone should probably tell him to go back inside before he gets sick from the cold.
Left to his thoughts, there's a not-exactly-small chance he'd do that.
[Tinytag: Charles Monroe]
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Dec. 19th, 2008 09:03 amthinkitwithguns.livejournal.com"Hey, can you bring me some like, pickled ginger?" Xigbar asks a passing waitrat. His table is already filled with little dishes, and spoons, empty dishes, and several similar sauces in various states of mixing.
"...Mortar and pestle, too," he adds, before the rat scurries off.
Sure, he could be doing this in the kitchen, but it's much less interesting that way.
[Xigbar]
"...Mortar and pestle, too," he adds, before the rat scurries off.
Sure, he could be doing this in the kitchen, but it's much less interesting that way.
[Xigbar]
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Dec. 19th, 2008 09:06 amworks-in-space.livejournal.comThe Enterprise's mission to ferry dignitaries to Babel was on the routine side. Which was a relief in some small way, given what happened when Jim and crew made this run twenty years ago. It was also an unexpected reunion, as one of the guests the ship picked up at Starbase 37 was Captain Christine Chapel, MD, Director of Starfleet Emergency Services and rumored to be on the short list of candidates to serve as Federation Surgeon General. Jim remembered the days when she was "merely" a nurse, and was quite pleased to see that she had a career that made even Dr. McCoy's seem modest.
Jim enters the Bar after spending some time talking with Christine and Bones, a bit tired but also determined to get the duty roster done. So he gets some coffee and takes a seat by the fireplace.
[ooc: Dedicated to the memory of Majel Barrett Roddenberry, Star Trek's First Lady. Open till it slides off the page, but slowtime is likely.]
Jim enters the Bar after spending some time talking with Christine and Bones, a bit tired but also determined to get the duty roster done. So he gets some coffee and takes a seat by the fireplace.
[ooc: Dedicated to the memory of Majel Barrett Roddenberry, Star Trek's First Lady. Open till it slides off the page, but slowtime is likely.]
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Dec. 19th, 2008 10:24 ambluespells.livejournal.comOne effect of having spent a long time in a confined space: now that he's out, Billy wants to go everywhere. He wanders up and down the stairs, finds the library for the first time, finds the garage for the first time, makes a lap around the lake and takes to the air for a while.
Who cares if it's cold? He takes a walk in the forest, too, out to the inlet and back again.
Catch him and distract him before he dies of exposure to Scotland, please?
[Tiny Restless Tag: Billy Kaplan, Teddy Altman, Xigbar, Charles Monroe]
Who cares if it's cold? He takes a walk in the forest, too, out to the inlet and back again.
Catch him and distract him before he dies of exposure to Scotland, please?
[Tiny Restless Tag: Billy Kaplan, Teddy Altman, Xigbar, Charles Monroe]
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Dec. 19th, 2008 11:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bringonthewonderAngela slips in, looks around, and then makes her way over to Bar.
She sets the package down and asks, "Would you be a dear and give that Dean Winchester when you get a chance? Thank you."
She watches it disappear and then heads back to work.
She sets the package down and asks, "Would you be a dear and give that Dean Winchester when you get a chance? Thank you."
She watches it disappear and then heads back to work.
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Dec. 19th, 2008 03:20 pmlikesthecoat[OOM: Ianto takes Cal to Cardiff. There is beer and walking and discussions of coffee.]
[ooc: tag of smallness: Cal Chandler]
[ooc: tag of smallness: Cal Chandler]
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Dec. 19th, 2008 04:02 pmtime-in.livejournal.comSarah Corvus has been in her room for over a month, battling her demons and trying to figure a way out of her situation. Nothing has presented itself. She's started getting testy little notes about paying her way, so tonight she saunters down the stairs, her eyes flicking back and forth warily, and steps behind the bar. A quick glance and her ocular implants catalogue the liquor present. She looks for an apron or something to signify that she's the bartender on duty. When she doesn't see anything, she picks up a towel and carefully rubs down the Bar's surface, her eyes on where the door should be.
[tiny!tag: Sarah Corvus]
[tiny!tag: Sarah Corvus]
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Dec. 19th, 2008 07:50 pmi-brained-clor.livejournal.comHas it been awhile since the Lion of Olympus was in bar?
Well, not from his perspective. Indeed, he hasn't even lost an entire day back in 616.
He sits at the bar, bedecked in his Olympian regalia. And forsooth, he dost order himself ale. In a cask.
[tiny tag: Hercules]
Well, not from his perspective. Indeed, he hasn't even lost an entire day back in 616.
He sits at the bar, bedecked in his Olympian regalia. And forsooth, he dost order himself ale. In a cask.
[tiny tag: Hercules]
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Dec. 19th, 2008 08:51 pmmcp3fes.livejournal.comSo he's just found out that at the beginning of the new school year, in April, he's going to be transferred to another school, in the same city that he had left when he was a child because of the death of his parents.
He really doesn't remember them, so that's alright.
Having been told this he's got to figure out how to say goodbye to the people that he knows here, and to the people who have been raising him. It is under those questions that MC opens the door to his room and fails to be in his room.
"..."
[Major(ly confused) Arcana Tag: MC P.]
He really doesn't remember them, so that's alright.
Having been told this he's got to figure out how to say goodbye to the people that he knows here, and to the people who have been raising him. It is under those questions that MC opens the door to his room and fails to be in his room.
"..."
[Major(ly confused) Arcana Tag: MC P.]
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Dec. 19th, 2008 08:54 pmnotefulMeg has spent the evening packing up the things she needs for her trip home from McGill for the Christmas break.
She had intended to run out and get something to drink, but the whim of whoever or whatever controls this place her brought her here instead, and for the first time in a long while, she looks thoroughly unhappy about the fact.
If you want to talk to her, best catch her quickly. She won't be staying long.
[tiny tag: Meg Ford]
She had intended to run out and get something to drink, but the whim of whoever or whatever controls this place her brought her here instead, and for the first time in a long while, she looks thoroughly unhappy about the fact.
If you want to talk to her, best catch her quickly. She won't be staying long.
[tiny tag: Meg Ford]
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Dec. 19th, 2008 09:31 pmwithahumanface.livejournal.comThis is very likely the only time Javert will step into Milliways without being fully aware of his surroundings. Javert always knows precisely where he is and who is there with him.
Today, though, today . . . today monsieur Madeleine, beloved patron of Montreuil-sur-mer, savior of the factory that supports the town, and the man who reminds Javert so hauntingly, and so elusively, of a prisoner he guarded in Toulon years ago - today monsieur Madeleine became Monsieur le maire Madeleine.
And today Javert is more certain of his new mayor's true identity than ever, and no closer to finding evidence concrete enough to satisfy the need to prove any accusation he might make. Javert does not accuse without proof. A decade-old memory, a gut feeling, third-hand stories from places he suspects the prisoner went prior to breaking parole . . . it's not proof.
So now the criminal sits in public office, and now the instinct in Javert to pounce upon his prey is at war with the instinct to obey his alpha, and so he is a few steps past the door before he realizes that he has again found himself at the end of the universe.
Today, though, today . . . today monsieur Madeleine, beloved patron of Montreuil-sur-mer, savior of the factory that supports the town, and the man who reminds Javert so hauntingly, and so elusively, of a prisoner he guarded in Toulon years ago - today monsieur Madeleine became Monsieur le maire Madeleine.
And today Javert is more certain of his new mayor's true identity than ever, and no closer to finding evidence concrete enough to satisfy the need to prove any accusation he might make. Javert does not accuse without proof. A decade-old memory, a gut feeling, third-hand stories from places he suspects the prisoner went prior to breaking parole . . . it's not proof.
So now the criminal sits in public office, and now the instinct in Javert to pounce upon his prey is at war with the instinct to obey his alpha, and so he is a few steps past the door before he realizes that he has again found himself at the end of the universe.
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Dec. 19th, 2008 09:32 pmformalde-hyde.livejournal.comJekyll is in a disconcerted state of mind, the two main reasons for this being his encounter with a rather unpleasant pair a couple of days ago, and the upcoming holiday. (Hyde isn't helping on any count. He has a tendency to be unhelpful until the very last moment, and Jekyll has been doing his best to avoid situations that involve putting his neck on the line.)
He has never been much of a holiday person. Blame it on his alternate personality, or whatever you like, but it's true. He has never given out gifts beyond the occasional thank-you note or card, and he has no idea what would make an adequate gift for a person he has only met a couple of times. His sense of etiquette (ignoring Hyde's snide comments), however, demands that he come up with something before Christmas has come and gone.
But for now, he's just going to bury himself in a booth and dig into a copy of the Euthyphro, for no other reason than that his mun lived through a Philosophy final this morning.
tiny tags: dr. henry jekyll & mr. edward hyde
He has never been much of a holiday person. Blame it on his alternate personality, or whatever you like, but it's true. He has never given out gifts beyond the occasional thank-you note or card, and he has no idea what would make an adequate gift for a person he has only met a couple of times. His sense of etiquette (ignoring Hyde's snide comments), however, demands that he come up with something before Christmas has come and gone.
But for now, he's just going to bury himself in a booth and dig into a copy of the Euthyphro
tiny tags: dr. henry jekyll & mr. edward hyde
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Dec. 19th, 2008 11:47 pmstuck-mynock.livejournal.com[OOMs: Atton emerges from the Labyrinth in Nottingham Castle.
Understandably, things go badly, and soon there is interrogations, snark, and general bad stuff.]
Understandably, things go badly, and soon there is interrogations, snark, and general bad stuff.]
