Jun. 13th, 2009

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Jane enters the Bar thinking and pauses only to find herself a cup of tea before sitting down at a table and setting back to writing.

Her fingers are stained from the ink that's beside her and she's not at perhaps her neatest but she will make this idea work.

Tiny tag: Jane Austen
(OOC: A rather late EP but open until it falls off the page or she gets another.)
[identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
Jason's Birthday Party is up and in full swing! Come say hello and wish him a Happy Birthday, have a beer and have some cake!

[OOC: All threads are open to tagging, but if you tag the Surprise Gift segment, please limit your tags to reactions only.]
[identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
At the party: Jason gets a surprise "gift", and one of the Tarot makes a deciding choice.

The result ends in a choice that only Jason can make.

[OOC: warning in the second OOM for possible triggers relating to drug abuse. Please ping Jeffiner42 with any questions regarding pup interaction after this.]
Duet for Claws and Swords
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[OOM: Ruin in the cells: First night, he's visited by Star and Mary Anne. The second night, there is Teja and Charlie. Third day, Demeter arrived, as did Yrael and Elizabeth. Day ten brings Teja back for a second visit, as well as Star, whose sacrifice simply worries Ruin and makes his imprisonment that much worse. After Star leaves, Carlisle Cullen finds his way to Ruin, and though he'd wanted to know about Star, he hears about the storm coming for the Cullens. Day twelve, X lets him out.]


There is now a free tarot card in the bar, though he does question if not seeing the paths makes him any less a card now. It doesn't matter.

He's at a table with alcohol.

Alcohol was needed.


[OOC: Part of Duet for Claws and Swords plot.]
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Today's Specials
June Bug
Summer Dreams
Summer Splash
Summer Tea


Munch regards the Specials board with a satisfied nod before turning to face Milliways proper.

It's Happy Hour, folks! Step on up, and Munch will be glad to take your order. He just might not show it.

OOC: [Happy Hour going up early, will be open all night but slowtimes will be in effect until around 8 pm CST this evening or whenever the mun comes back from shopping, whichever comes first. Otherwise, feel free to tag and to thread-hop]
[identity profile] no-saber.livejournal.com
Laranth looks rather beat.

Six hours straight of your master, who easily towers over you by at least two feet, beating you into the mats during lightsaber drills will do that. It was only a summons from the Council that ended the drills early.

She had been sent to meditate while waiting for her master's return.

...

Cocoa and a place to sprawl bonelessly outside works so much better. Grass under a real sun is a luxury to the gal who lives on a city-planet.


((OOC: Sorry about being on the failboat and disappearing for the last week or so - our internet was wiped out at the school apartment, and I only got home yesterday, so. Am back!))
[identity profile] hellsingsdog.livejournal.com
In walks Alucard once more.

He looks around and grins. Walking over to a booth he takes a seat and begins to watch the crowd.
[identity profile] dudeplayinadude.livejournal.com
OOM: The most critically acclaimed actor of our generation prepares for the role of his life.



tiny tag: Kirk Lazarus
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Lorne is worried.

Oh, things are all right on Atlantis (despite Keller recently having nearly turned into a hive ship), and things are okay back home as well, but...he's not so sure things are okay here in Milliways.

Of course, Lorne being Lorne, the only way to tell he's worried is that he's drinking tequila instead of whiskey, in the bar instead of the cabin, and attempting to sketch the observation window again.



tiny!concerned tag: Evan Lorne
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Tonight there's a Felix out back, watching the stars come out.

Perhaps he's seeing if his world's constellations are visible here?
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"Everything's okay, right?" sing-songs Duck to herself, placing one foot carefully in front of the other, heel-to-toe, and spreading her arms wide like she's on a tightrope.

Actually, she is just trying to follow a line of floorboard all the way across the bar without stepping off it. It's important to make sure that you know how to stay on your line when you're in the chorus, so you don't crash into anyone! Not that anyone's going to be putting Duck in a ballet anytime soon, but it's good to practice anyway.

(But no matter how carefully she walks, she still waddles kind of like a duck.)

"Everything's okay, sure! The door's gonna come back soon and it'll all be fine!"

It's not that she minds being here really, but . . . between scary Princess Kraehe and scary Fakir, she is sort of worried about where Mytho might be . . .
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Michael strides into the bar easily, pausing to snag a cup of coffee and a few editions of various newspapers from Bar herself.

Then she ensconces herself on the couch, feet tucked up so that her lap provides a comfortable reading surface.

Her shirt bears a very artistic representation of the so-called golden rule -- whether or not this is a pointed message remains to be seen.

[ooc: This post is open until it falls off the front page.]

[tinytag: Michael the Archangel]
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Brown hair, black dress, green drink.

(The red eyes are presently not on display, but that could change.)

Verity has returned to Milliways.


[tiny tag: the crossroads demon]
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Somehow, this place never seemed to stay away from Elle for very long.

It's why she isn't exactly startled to see it again so soon. And despite what Suresh had said, she's still not very eager to head home, or get in an argument with him over what would happen to the other two.

So she pulls the blue sling off her right arm, and climbs onto a nearby table, settling on top of it with her legs dangling over the side as she directs her gaze toward the Observation Window.

It's possible that she's not really watching it.
[identity profile] dovelike.livejournal.com
OOM: Shake, rattle and roll.

Eirene steps through the door and closes it gently behind her, before leaning back against the heavy barrier just long enough to gain her bearings. It's been an extremely long day, and not over yet, nor does she expect any relief at any point over the next few days.

However, if she's going to help, letting her own energy stores flag is stupid. Shoving hair away from a dirty face, trying to ignore the fact that she, and her clothing, smells like death, the goddess trudges over to the bar in search of food and water.

Just a few minutes to get her head together, and then it's back into Hell.


tiny tired tag: Eirene
ooc: plotlocked, sorry