Dec. 31st, 2008

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[ oom: if all of the strength and all of the courage
come and lift me from this place ]






[ ooc: millitimed to about two weeks ago; warnings for explicit adult content ]
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It's been an interesting couple of days, that's for sure. Adrian's trip with Chell to that party on Lunar was nothing like anything he'd been expecting. You can hang out in Milliways as long as you like, but sometimes you just gotta get smacked in the face with magic before it really sinks in.

He's thinking about some of the stuff he's seen as he settles down at one of the tables relatively near the fire today to finish turning those two lemonwood staves into viable longbows. He could probably be distracted.


[tinytag: Adrian Shephard (Half-Life: Opposing Force)]
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[OOM: "Have fun in Times Square, you guys."]

The door opens on a street scene full of cops and waist-high fences. "Much better than the Olive Garden," Ray says approvingly as he enters the Bar. "Hey, Bar? Can I get something that'll carry me through the rest of my duty shift tonight? The less time I have to spend away from my post, the less I have to go through the New Year crowds in either direction."

Having been given a substantial sandwich and a glass of his usual green stuff, he then heads for a seat with a good view of the Window.
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A suit of men's clothing appears in the bar near the door. And even more strangely, they appear suspended at the correct height for a man to be wearing them -- as though the Invisible Man had gotten himself an excellent tailor.

Almost instantly thereafter, before gravity has had a chance to do its work and pull the clothes down, a man blinks into existence right inside them. Tesla adjusts the suit slightly -- it was a highly precise Translation, so he may have ended up a few centimetres off course -- and looks around to confirm his destination.

"Ah! Excellent!" he decides before making his way to the bar.
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[ oom: have yourself a merry little christmas ]






[ ooc: millitimed to last week; warnings for unabashed schmoop because these two need some cute, dammit ]
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Time is a thief, Agnes thinks to herself when she comes into Milliways. A thief that steals itself.

She and Carlos had barely seen each other for more than a few hours at a time in months. Their respective duties had seemed to conspire to keep them apart, giving one of them a crisis just when the other's had finally been resolved.

The only redeeming factor had been that at least their respective timelines were in sync. A day in her world was a day in his, so neither was leaping ahead of the other.

So while she could hope to see him today, there was no reason she should expect to. Instead, she just goes to the bar, orders a pint of scumble, and tries to enjoy her small reprieve anyway.
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YT hasn't been in Milliways for a while. She storms in today looking like she wants to rip somebody's head off. Not anyone's head in particular, just the head of anyone who looks at her funny.

See, YT's mom has been dating this guy Brad for several months. Brad spent the Christmas holidays with YT and her mom, so YT knows the relationship is getting serious. Although Brad hasn't done anything in particular to make YT doubt his character, she nonetheless felt the need to make sure he'd be on his best behavior. YT's dad walking out on them hit her mom hard, and it took a long time for her to recover. She doesn't want that to happen again.

So YT took Brad aside for a private talk and told him that she thought he was basically okay, but that if he was ever an asshole to her mother then she, YT, would personally hunt him down and cut off.

Brad went and told YT's mom about the conversation.

YT's mom had some words with her. Words like "inappropriate," "hugely embarrassing" and "apology." This in spite of the fact that YT was only acting to protect her mother's best interests. YT's response to her mother's objections was not exactly rational or even very nice, so it looks like the two of them might start the new year pissed at each other.

YT flops into a chair by the fireplace, orders a beer from a waitrat, and sulks.
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After the events of last night, there is a shallow box in front of the fire. In it is a slightly sticky, stiff-with-dried-liquid, red-colored towel. On the towel, still sleeping, is a cherry-red not'cat. Well, there are splashes of white fur here and there, like along one side of his tail, on his left ear and down from his chin. Like an inverted Christmas tree, though, the red fur is decorated all over with emerald green ribbons tied in little bows. Between his ears, along his neck, across his sides and back, even along his tail, little bows dot the red and white with green.

Yrael is the very picture of Christmas spirit.




Lucky for the long-gone perpetrators of this decoration, the groggy not'cat is just beginning to wake up.

(ooc: Must call for nearly immediate slowtime, but will return after dinner. Will reply to any and all tags upon return. ^__^)
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It's New Year's Eve, and for once instead of worrying about what the creeps and deviants of NYC will be up to tonight, Munch is focused on Happy Hour.

Tonight's Specials
Champagne Celebration
Mock Pink Champagne #1
Champagne
Sparkling cider/grape juice

Stay safe and have a Happy New Year!


Fall in, for the bar is open. Now, if only he could do something about the dorky hat Bar saw fit to pop on his head when he walked in the door...
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Tom keeps a perpetual Wizarding calendar in his study so he always knows the date in the Topside. In the Underside, time doesn't matter all that much. It still does to Tom in a knee-jerk, this-is-the-way-it's-done kind of way. Many of his old ways and habits have carried over. He's certainly been reminded of this often enough lately.

He knows it's New Year's Eve. Champagne and cheers aren't forthcoming this year.

Scotch and conversation are welcome, though.
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New Year's is long past for Bela. She broke all of her resolutions a while back.

Breaking resolutions is fun! She wouldn't mind breaking a new set or helping others break theirs. Why the hell not?

She's nursing a dirty martini with extra olives as she watches the room.
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Things are a little better, Atton and Teja helped, yet as the New Year draws closer, the way the Templar looked through him keeps returning.

They are making a difference in Nottingham and their names will be spoken through history just sometimes Will is too conscious of the fact he is still just a peasant boy caught up in something larger.

So he sits by the fire, nursing a whiskey and just thinking too much.
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Guppy has lots of chocolates, and party poppers, on his table today.

He's more than ready to share, though he'll make sure people know which ones to eat and which ones to blow up whilst celebrating the new year.