May. 9th, 2009
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May. 9th, 2009 04:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
immortalthiefOver by the fire sits an immortal. This immortal is reading a book of poetry warming her feet but she would be more then happy to be interupted.
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mit-probie.livejournal.comMcGee is sitting at a table reading a book and drinking coffee he is botherable.
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May. 9th, 2009 05:56 pmgorgonfondnessThe Queen of Hearts baked some tarts...
A Guildmaster has invited herself into the kitchen to cook today. Tower asked her to make some strawberry tarts for him, which seems to be both a reasonable request and a pleasant one for Mia to oblige. So she's delightedly humming about here and there, mixing this, chopping that, and checking on the rest. She takes a bite of a fresh, sweet, lush strawberry. Just to make sure she's using quality ingredients. There are flour stains on her apron, strawberry juice on her fingers, and a smackeral of sticky strawberry preserves from home on her cheek.
(So that's what Mama's been doing in her spare time. Mia helped her today with preparing some candied orange peels. They'll have to order some lemons, as Lemia seemed intrigued by the sour fruit.)
She wipes the sweat from her brow with the back of her forearm, her tied up curls bouncing a little as she does, before finishing up mixing the dough for the tarts. It's more like a thick batter, and the tarts will look something like strawberry danishes when she finishes laying them out, but that's simply how tarts are made where she's from.
She's sure Tower will like them all the same. His main concern, after all, were that they were wonderfully crumbly.
Come help her. Or be a taste tester.
A Guildmaster has invited herself into the kitchen to cook today. Tower asked her to make some strawberry tarts for him, which seems to be both a reasonable request and a pleasant one for Mia to oblige. So she's delightedly humming about here and there, mixing this, chopping that, and checking on the rest. She takes a bite of a fresh, sweet, lush strawberry. Just to make sure she's using quality ingredients. There are flour stains on her apron, strawberry juice on her fingers, and a smackeral of sticky strawberry preserves from home on her cheek.
(So that's what Mama's been doing in her spare time. Mia helped her today with preparing some candied orange peels. They'll have to order some lemons, as Lemia seemed intrigued by the sour fruit.)
She wipes the sweat from her brow with the back of her forearm, her tied up curls bouncing a little as she does, before finishing up mixing the dough for the tarts. It's more like a thick batter, and the tarts will look something like strawberry danishes when she finishes laying them out, but that's simply how tarts are made where she's from.
She's sure Tower will like them all the same. His main concern, after all, were that they were wonderfully crumbly.
Come help her. Or be a taste tester.
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May. 9th, 2009 07:19 pmjust_the_doctorHere's a face that's been absent of late.
When the Doctor walks into Milliways today, though, there are two notably strange things about it. First is that he comes in through the front door instead of the back door as usual. And second, he seems completely confused and baffled by what he's seeing.
Milliways, John Smith. John Smith, Milliways.
[ooc: This is the Doctor circa "Human Nature", so he will read as completely human to anyone who's looking.]
[tags: Professor River Song]
When the Doctor walks into Milliways today, though, there are two notably strange things about it. First is that he comes in through the front door instead of the back door as usual. And second, he seems completely confused and baffled by what he's seeing.
Milliways, John Smith. John Smith, Milliways.
[ooc: This is the Doctor circa "Human Nature", so he will read as completely human to anyone who's looking.]
[tags: Professor River Song]
4 years of rutting Milliways.
May. 9th, 2009 07:28 pmbadinlatinMal walks into the bar.
It's an average enough occurrence, right? Right.
However, today, Mal rolls up to the bar asking for a beer to take with him downstairs to the garage.
What he received was a bit of a makeover and a cupcake with a '4' candle lit in the center.
"Shensheng de gaowan, I been comin' here four years and you decide to celebrate by givin' me ruttin' t-shirts and gloves?" The beer appears shortly thereafter.
At least the pants are similar.
It's an average enough occurrence, right? Right.
However, today, Mal rolls up to the bar asking for a beer to take with him downstairs to the garage.
What he received was a bit of a makeover and a cupcake with a '4' candle lit in the center.
"Shensheng de gaowan, I been comin' here four years and you decide to celebrate by givin' me ruttin' t-shirts and gloves?" The beer appears shortly thereafter.
At least the pants are similar.
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May. 9th, 2009 07:40 pmlikesthecoatIanto is at the bar--not behind it, which is fine with him--drinking scotch.
You see, when a deceased coworker suddenly isn't quite so deceased . . . you need something stronger than coffee.
Not much scotch, though. He's got to get back to the office soon. Promises to keep.
[tiny tag: Cal Chandler, Major Evan Lorne]
You see, when a deceased coworker suddenly isn't quite so deceased . . . you need something stronger than coffee.
Not much scotch, though. He's got to get back to the office soon. Promises to keep.
[tiny tag: Cal Chandler, Major Evan Lorne]
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May. 9th, 2009 07:57 pmvance_primeA couple of weeks ago, Alyx met Edna Mode.
She's just received the fruits of that meeting, in the form of a long, flat box with a stylized 'E' printed on the lid. Inside the package is... well, see the icon. The bodysuit is very sleek and very form-fitting, and Alyx has a hard time believing that it could possibly be as bulletproof as the attached specs claim it is.
We dare you to tell her to try it on.
She's just received the fruits of that meeting, in the form of a long, flat box with a stylized 'E' printed on the lid. Inside the package is... well, see the icon. The bodysuit is very sleek and very form-fitting, and Alyx has a hard time believing that it could possibly be as bulletproof as the attached specs claim it is.
We dare you to tell her to try it on.
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May. 9th, 2009 08:07 pmlatino_menaceThe cells were as boring as ever but at least there were some visitors to help pass the time. On his release, he's greeted with painkillers, tequila and something that drives almost everything else from his mind - it appears David came through on his end of the deal. Bar, with an air of extreme reluctance, presents a napkin with the news.
'Show me.'
And there they are - three vials of the stuff that's going to give him his life back. Might end up wiping out ninety per cent of the world's population too but what the hell, he's got the Bar to live in.
He appears thoughtful as the virus disappears back into Bar's safe keeping, and lights a cigar because that always helps with contemplation.
[Tiny!tags of jailbird visitors; Demeter, Fiona Glenanne]
[Tag of mind-blowing confusion; The Sphinx
Tag of sraight man's fantasy; Tanya Adams]
'Show me.'
And there they are - three vials of the stuff that's going to give him his life back. Might end up wiping out ninety per cent of the world's population too but what the hell, he's got the Bar to live in.
He appears thoughtful as the virus disappears back into Bar's safe keeping, and lights a cigar because that always helps with contemplation.
[Tiny!tags of jailbird visitors; Demeter, Fiona Glenanne]
[Tag of mind-blowing confusion; The Sphinx
Tag of sraight man's fantasy; Tanya Adams]
Saturday afternoon barkeeping
May. 9th, 2009 08:24 pmostro_gothLately, Teja has spent some time in Tuscany, and some of it outside little bars in squares, cooling down from wearing motorcycle leathers. So, when the bar asks him to take over this afternoon, Teja's list of specials is not Gothic or classical, but rather modern-day Italian:
Then, he leans upon the bar and waits for customers.
[OOC: Part of the 'Duet for Claws and Swords' plot too, as it turns out.]
Then, he leans upon the bar and waits for customers.
[OOC: Part of the 'Duet for Claws and Swords' plot too, as it turns out.]
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May. 9th, 2009 08:49 pmguppy_sandhuGuppy is by the infirmary, with photographic evidence of his baby son swimming underwater.*
Said baby is not with him today though; it's time for clinic. And he's in a good mood for it; work back home saw three of his long term patients discharged, a missing teenager from Holby has been found safe and well, and he won a free box of gummy bones in the hospital raffle.
He puts his sign up and settles back in his chair near the infirmary.
Free Walk-in Clinic
The doctor is in
[*Given that he can't swim very well himself, he is duly impressed that babies can do this.]
Said baby is not with him today though; it's time for clinic. And he's in a good mood for it; work back home saw three of his long term patients discharged, a missing teenager from Holby has been found safe and well, and he won a free box of gummy bones in the hospital raffle.
He puts his sign up and settles back in his chair near the infirmary.
Free Walk-in Clinic
The doctor is in
[*Given that he can't swim very well himself, he is duly impressed that babies can do this.]
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May. 9th, 2009 09:23 pmcallmemajorLorne is (still) hobbling about on crutches when he comes into the bar today.
He's debating whether to make the trek out to the cabin or just hope Jack comes into the bar.
Sitting on a couch and waiting for Jack is winning the debate so far.
tiny!tag: Evan Lorne
He's debating whether to make the trek out to the cabin or just hope Jack comes into the bar.
Sitting on a couch and waiting for Jack is winning the debate so far.
tiny!tag: Evan Lorne
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May. 9th, 2009 10:28 pmloyaltyinmotion.livejournal.comJason is back down from his nap. It's been a busy couple of days, and unbelievably he doesn't want to think about banging anyone right now. He stops by Bar for a Gatorade and some coffee.
And a cupcake appears next to it. The napkin it sits on reads, "You were out, so it's late. Happy Four Year Anniversary."
He stares at it. "Holy shit, really? Thanks, Bar." He goes to sit with his cupcake, remembering that first night.
And a cupcake appears next to it. The napkin it sits on reads, "You were out, so it's late. Happy Four Year Anniversary."
He stares at it. "Holy shit, really? Thanks, Bar." He goes to sit with his cupcake, remembering that first night.
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May. 9th, 2009 10:30 pmhoodednovice.livejournal.com[Before]
A young man, wild-eyed and covered in scratches and dirt, steps hastily through the door and turns to close it behind him before whipping around for something to use to brace it.
Now turning, he looks slowly - comically - up, starting with the cleanly swept and utterly free-of-hay-bales floor, terror and confusion dawning on his handsome features. He doesn't go back through the door, though. One hand is still resting on the doorknob, more as though he's forgotten it than because he intends to use it.
OOC: The Novice is obviously not a Novice yet, but he soon will be!
[tiny tag: Aramis]
A young man, wild-eyed and covered in scratches and dirt, steps hastily through the door and turns to close it behind him before whipping around for something to use to brace it.
Now turning, he looks slowly - comically - up, starting with the cleanly swept and utterly free-of-hay-bales floor, terror and confusion dawning on his handsome features. He doesn't go back through the door, though. One hand is still resting on the doorknob, more as though he's forgotten it than because he intends to use it.
OOC: The Novice is obviously not a Novice yet, but he soon will be!
[tiny tag: Aramis]
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May. 9th, 2009 10:54 pmcutting_edgex23When X comes downstairs today, she finds a package -- well, a large piece of purple stained glass -- waiting for her. And a note, from Amy. Looking startled (and is that pleased, somewhere around the edges?) X deposits it carefully on a nearby table, then heads to Bar to pick up dinner.
Then she ensconces herself at that self-same table, working steadily through her food with occasional pauses to study the wisteria blossoms rendered in glass.
She thinks it is pretty. Or it will be, when there is sunlight shining through it.
X is getting better at deciding these things. Or she's trying.
[ooc: Open to tags until it falls off the front page.]
Then she ensconces herself at that self-same table, working steadily through her food with occasional pauses to study the wisteria blossoms rendered in glass.
She thinks it is pretty. Or it will be, when there is sunlight shining through it.
X is getting better at deciding these things. Or she's trying.
[ooc: Open to tags until it falls off the front page.]
