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[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

[OOM: Some time ago, Ellen came to Milliways looking for a surgeon. Fortunately, she got one.

Although Dr. Tam probably didn't expect the situation to unfold like it did. (Minor spoilers for Fallout 3.)]

Ellen was as good as her word, and returned Simon Tam to the Bar before turning around and heading back to Big Town. It wouldn't be much of a surprise if no one even saw her here last night- she was in and out pretty quickly. This morning is another story, however. Ellen eases through the door in her sorely tested black stealth suit, coated in dust and worse things and smelling more than a little of explosives and smoke. "Bar," she says quietly, counting out a handful of bottlecaps, "I could really use some water right now."

The water materializes. So does a small dish of utterly plain noodles speckled with bits of faintly suspicious-looking meat.

"Thank you," Ellen murmurs, and adds a few more caps to the pile. Once they vanish she takes the bowl and goes to look for a place to sit. She'll wash up shortly, we promise, but she's interruptible in the meantime.

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[the_lioness]

Sometime this morning, Alanna leaves yet another note with Bar.

( For Claire Bennet )

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[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

What? He's been here the whole time.
Honestly.
He didn't just disappear while his mun was on vacation in Ohio.

...

So Jason is on the couch, sipping coffee and eating doughnuts...like he has every day.
Really.

[warning for sex in the Moon thread]

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[coreenfennel.livejournal.com]

There is a Coreen Fennel and an Evan Fennel sitting on the steps outside, enjoying the breeze.  Well, Coreen is; Evan is curled up in his sling around Coreen.

She may be humming Brahms to him, or reading a book, depending on when you catch them.

Oh, and a couple of squirrels who have been disturbingly MIA for a while have resurfaced, more than a mite bit ashamed of themselves when they see her, Evan, and their newest siblings in the sling with Evan.

Come say hello to Coreen, Evan, and a part of her squirrel family!

[Open til it scrolls!]

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[guppy_sandhu]

[oom 3: Do what you have to do. Minor warnings for medicine under duress.]

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[ikissdhimbck]

It's been a fairly low-key week for Kate.

At least, about as low-key as weeks go for a woman such as her.

Sitting at a table close to the fireplace, she's reading a dime novel on Calamity Jane. She laughs on occasion, but for the most part she seems shrouded in that light, calm, almost detached mood she's usually in, ever since she returned from Weyland's world.

Definitely botherable.


[tiny!tags: The Russian Astronaut, Jordan Kennedy]

ooc: Open until it scrolls. Edit: Going to bed now, will hit all tags in the morning. New threads are still welcome!

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[venusadept_2]

Felix was on his way to another sword training session when he found himself in Milliways. Deciding that Saturos wouldn't accept "I was at the end of the universe" as a valid excuse for getting out of practice, he's now swinging at the air out back.

His form's not all that great, but then he started rather less than a year ago, and has yet to reach level 5.

[Tiny tag of doomy heritage: Val von Doom]

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[thegreat-gatsby.livejournal.com]

After having stayed here for over a year, agreeing to tend bar was the least Gatsby felt he could do in return for everything the bar had done for him. Taking up a position behind the bar (apron and all) he took a few moments to mull over drinks before putting up the specials board.

Specials
Summer Fling
The Lady in Red
Rolls-Royce

And, following a brief hesitation:

Bourbon Daisy

If anyone cares to entertain the man behind the bar, feel free.

[ tiny tag: jay gatsby
ooc: mun running out for about an hour, will tag responses as soon as possible. :D sooo an hour turned into about two and a half hours, for which i apologize, but i am at full attention now~ ]

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[mechanicalswans]

[OOM: Back in Minnesota, a visit doesn't work out quite as planned. Small warnings for general creepiness.]

It is a visibly shaken Weyland who returns to the bar. This may be a situation that Atlantean cannot fix--it certainly can't, he knows that much--but it's the best plan he has at the moment.

It's a shame he can't get mead--proper mead--but the closest thing the Bar can provide is a pale imitation, and he'd rather not stir more memories tonight. Distractable, for what it's worth.

[open until it falls off the page, but slows are in effect for a bit]

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[callmemajor]

Air Force major, sketchpad, beer.

Someone needs to unwind.

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[licensed-pro.livejournal.com]

Charlie is dressed differently, even for him, tonight; solid white bondage pants, and a grey shirt that clings like a second skin. He's not doing much actively except listening to the music from the single earphone he's got in, bare feet tapping against the arm of the couch as he reads.

Feel free to bother him.

First Entrance

[student_of_impossibility]

[Note: Tavi is reset and is eleven. If you want your pup who knew Tavi before to recognize him or his name, go ahead; he just won't know you. But he likes new friends.]

[Sorry, Uncle Bernard...]

The door slams open and then shut again, as a boy dressed in Roman peasant's clothes collapses against it in a fit of laughter.  He has a wealth of dark curls, and looks to be about eight, with delicate features and large, fine hands.  He's busy laughing hysterically, and thus doesn't notice at first that he's not really in his uncle's barn anymore.  His laugh is ringing and clear, and finally, after several moments, he stands up and opens his eyes to try peering around the barn.

And his vibrant green eyes widen as he does.  He looks a little lost, actually, now that he's swallowed his laughter.

And so he just stands there, leaning against the door, wondering where the crows he is.

[open until his next EP.]

...between the moments of moist diapers and wailing...

[command_dot_com]

Dot's taking a moment for rare piece of calm by the Bar.

With something that looks like a large mug of Java.

Yet another minimalist EP.

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[river_meimei]

Scene: Milliways, at a corner table.

Characters: River Tam, and Stitch.

Props: one table, one Chinese checkers board, and a lot of marbles.

River seems distracted; every so often, her eyes flick across the room in a quick scan, though it's hard to tell what she's looking for.

She's paying at least enough attention to stop Stitch every time he tries to absentmindedly eat a marble, though.