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Jun. 10th, 2009
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Jun. 10th, 2009 02:53 amhowling_laughThere is a note at the bar, with a copy for Liz Sherman, Artemis, Laini, and Riley Poole.
( It says: )
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Jun. 10th, 2009 12:03 pmcloakandclawSometimes, when one is unable to leave and seemingly unable to control his own existence, there's little to do but sit and wait. Today, although it's warm enough outdoors, the fire in the grate's caught his attention. For all intents and purposes he appears to be having a staring match with the flames: his knees support his elbows, his hands support his chin. Around him, the ragged red cloak rustles in a barely perceptible manner.
The days here are long, but the nights... well, the nights are even longer. One of these weeks he'll give in and both sleep and eat. That won't be happening today.
The days here are long, but the nights... well, the nights are even longer. One of these weeks he'll give in and both sleep and eat. That won't be happening today.
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Jun. 10th, 2009 01:34 pmboundxkittyThere's a Liz on the couch by the fire reading. As per her usual there's no room for anyone to join currently but curling up on top of her if she knows you well, or asking her to shift a little is always an option.
Completely botherable.
Completely botherable.
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Jun. 10th, 2009 01:43 pmthe_dorian_gray[OOM: Dorian takes Ganymede back to his room and shows him a new experience, and it ends with an extension of their liason.
Warning for m/m smexing, spanking, and scratching, along with dirty talk. Nothing with Dorian can ever be without SOME warning! ;)]
Warning for m/m smexing, spanking, and scratching, along with dirty talk. Nothing with Dorian can ever be without SOME warning! ;)]
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Jun. 10th, 2009 02:26 pmalmosthonorableHe just wanted coffee.
This --
Well, this isn't coffee.
For one thing, it's cold. No, frozen. And it's got little bitty pieces of chocolate all in it. And it has a mountain of what he mistook for meringue (but what is actually, as a napkin from Miss Bar has just informed him, whipped cream).
So Ben's on a stool at the counter, eyeing the frosted glass with much suspicion.
(He likes the electric blue silly straw, though he'llprobably never admit it.)
[ tiny tag with a frappuccino: ben wade ]
This --
Well, this isn't coffee.
For one thing, it's cold. No, frozen. And it's got little bitty pieces of chocolate all in it. And it has a mountain of what he mistook for meringue (but what is actually, as a napkin from Miss Bar has just informed him, whipped cream).
So Ben's on a stool at the counter, eyeing the frosted glass with much suspicion.
(He likes the electric blue silly straw, though he'll
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Jun. 10th, 2009 02:46 pmwheatencrown[OOM:
On this she [Demeter] sat down, holding with her hands a veil before her face.
For a long time she sat on the stool, without uttering a sound, in her sadness.
And she made no approach, either by word or by gesture, to anyone.
Unsmiling, not partaking of food or drink.
Homeric Hymn to Demeter: Lines 196 to 200
Tiny tag: Demeter, Duet for Claws and Swords
On this she [Demeter] sat down, holding with her hands a veil before her face.
For a long time she sat on the stool, without uttering a sound, in her sadness.
And she made no approach, either by word or by gesture, to anyone.
Unsmiling, not partaking of food or drink.
Tiny tag: Demeter, Duet for Claws and Swords
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Jun. 10th, 2009 03:19 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.comTHERE IS A PUPPY RUNNING INTO MILLIWAYS!
Oddly enough, there's a Bart scooping her up before she can steal the couch. FUNNY THOUGH, he wasn't inside a second ago.
And then a turtle comes to a stop in its little turtleball to peeeeer at the two. Bart gives a sigh, and finds it turtlefood before stretching out on the couch with the puppy.
PETS ARE SRSLY TIRING BIZNUS. Or sommat.
Oddly enough, there's a Bart scooping her up before she can steal the couch. FUNNY THOUGH, he wasn't inside a second ago.
And then a turtle comes to a stop in its little turtleball to peeeeer at the two. Bart gives a sigh, and finds it turtlefood before stretching out on the couch with the puppy.
PETS ARE SRSLY TIRING BIZNUS. Or sommat.
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Jun. 10th, 2009 05:18 pmvance_primeEver have one of those days when you just can't stand to be cooped up inside four walls? When you have to get out and just breathe for a while? When you feel the urge to hop on your pet combat 'droid and go cruising through the countryside?
...well, maybe that last one's not so common. But in any case, that's what Alyx is doing.
...well, maybe that last one's not so common. But in any case, that's what Alyx is doing.
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Jun. 10th, 2009 07:20 pmjeweled-asp.livejournal.comCleopatra comes walking through the door without looking up. She's pouring over a letter with a smile that suggests she might be the cat the ate the canary. Things are falling into place.
She sits down at the Bar and orders a drink. Join her?
Botherable
[tiny tag: Cleopatra, Pan]
She sits down at the Bar and orders a drink. Join her?
Botherable
[tiny tag: Cleopatra, Pan]
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Jun. 10th, 2009 08:57 pmmr_gaeta"I can't. I'm sorry," says Gaeta when the napkin appears at his elbow, right next to the pages he's been filling with neatly-penned notes. "Not tonight."
Don't give me that, buster. You and I both need a break, reads the next napkin -- and before Gaeta can protest further, Bar snatches up his notebook. It vanishes into thin air as she adds, You'll get it back once you're done.
Staring at the countertop, Gaeta spreads his hands, mouth agape, before he looses a heavy sigh and glances up at the wall of alcohol behind the bar. The constant scrolling of the tab board catches his eye.
...Hm.
Fifteen minutes later:
HAPPY HOUR
Royal Bill
Bankers Doom
Million Dollar Cocktail
Make up a story about why your tab's so high. Best ones drink free.
"Happy Hour," he calls once he finishes chalking up the specials. "What can I get you?"
Don't give me that, buster. You and I both need a break, reads the next napkin -- and before Gaeta can protest further, Bar snatches up his notebook. It vanishes into thin air as she adds, You'll get it back once you're done.
Staring at the countertop, Gaeta spreads his hands, mouth agape, before he looses a heavy sigh and glances up at the wall of alcohol behind the bar. The constant scrolling of the tab board catches his eye.
...Hm.
Fifteen minutes later:
Royal Bill
Bankers Doom
Million Dollar Cocktail
Make up a story about why your tab's so high. Best ones drink free.
"Happy Hour," he calls once he finishes chalking up the specials. "What can I get you?"
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Jun. 10th, 2009 09:01 pmguppy_sandhuGuppy is sitting in a quiet corner, surrounded by a pile of books.
He's been there for a while, checking through, making notes, and moving to the next book.
He looks tired and could probably use a distraction from the task.
He's been there for a while, checking through, making notes, and moving to the next book.
He looks tired and could probably use a distraction from the task.
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Jun. 10th, 2009 09:33 pmostro_goth[[Not-quite-OOM: Teja goes to see Ruin in the cells.]]
Teja is sitting by the fireplace, with his harp, playing a slow, mournful tune.
Ruin has given him much to ponder and to worry.-
[[OOC: Part of the 'Duet for Claws and Swords' plot-line.]]
Teja is sitting by the fireplace, with his harp, playing a slow, mournful tune.
Ruin has given him much to ponder and to worry.-
[[OOC: Part of the 'Duet for Claws and Swords' plot-line.]]
