milliways_bar | Oct. 11th, 2009

Oct. 11th, 2009

Ganymede enters the bar dressed much like he has been for the past several months, but he is crouched in the doorway, plainly having been talking to a child.

With a smile he turns away, and moves to sit at the bar, asking for tea (he's grown so used to drinking it it's second nature to ask).

All is well.

redefinevictory

[OoM: Rule No. 1 of Shapeshifters: Do Not Get Caught.

Rule No. 2 of Shapeshifters: Remember To Have Your Clothes In Easy Reach, So As To Avoid Embarrassing Encounters (Especially, But Not Limited To, Crushes and Perfect Strangers)]

tiny!tag of embarrassment: kait galweigh

Current Mood: embarrassed

redefinevictory

It is fourteen hours later.

Kait has slept for twelve-and-a-half of them, eaten, dragged herself into the shower (then the bath), washed herself and her hair (very thoroughly), pulled on clean, warm clothes (of the heavy skirt, wool tunic, and fitted jacket variety) and then staggered downstairs to consume more food, having put on perfume to hide the smells of the Bar.

Well.

She didn't stagger, as such. She's had too much training to lack that much grace unless she was wounded. But it felt like she was staggering.

Once downstairs, Kait takes herself off to a booth, ordered from the waitrats, and proceeded to consume (but politely, she forces herself to eat with manners) what appears to be her own body weight in food. Plain food, neither the meat nor the vegetables nor the sauces at all spicy, with plain bread and plain rice and plain water to wash it all down.

And then, and only then, does the girl start to feel human again. Human enough to go past the Bar, ask for a book, and go to curl up by the fire to read. Of course, the way she fails to turn the pages at anything like normal speed suggests that she is interuptable.

tiny!tag: kait galweigh

ooc: mun's internet is pirated, and thus dodgy, but should vanishing occur, all tags will be tagged back as soon as possible.

Current Mood: blah

yosafbridge

A woman, a bottle, a corner booth.

She may or may not be open to sharing any of the three, depending on who you are.

Care to try your luck?

im-so-sari.livejournal.com

Sari's on the floor,
drawing possible costumes;
Halloween is nigh.

Dad and daughter sprites
sitting by the fireplace,
watching fish go by.

Alyx Vance went out
To do some target practice.
She's almost finished.

[ooc: Open forever.
Please tell me who you're tagging.
Haiku optional.]

Seventeen-syllable tinytags: Chell, Sativa

fanofthegenre

NYPD homicide detective, currently nursing a hangover, on the couch.

Someone once told her that greasy food was the best cure for a night of heavy drinking, but that requires actually getting up first.

Approach if you don't mind losing a vital organ. Okay, it might not be that drastic, but she's still packing, so it might not be a good idea to piss her off.

[ ooc: Millitimed to the day after this thread. ]

ps_you_look_hot

Nikola approaches the bar today, relaxed and arrogant as usual. "A bottle of wine, please, my dear. Something with...bite."

He smiles as a bottle of mourvedre and a glass appear. "Thank you."

If you need him, he'll be on one of the couches by the fire, steadily drinking that entire bottle.

[ooc: Adult content in the thread with Dorian.]

steadfastknight

It had been a while. A long while. But now there was a tall, long-haired, young looking man sitting at one of the tables with a glass of orange juice in front of him as well as a book. For once, the book wasn't anything to do with science or theory. Instead, he held a book entitled What To Expect On A Cruise Around The World.

He seemed content enough, really, despite the pill bottle on the table in front of him and the rather ugly still-pink scar that ran along his hairline from about an inch above his right eyebrow to behind his right ear.

At least he was in good spirits?

art-and-brian.livejournal.com

Justin hadn't expected to find a door into the bar today - he's not 'tending, as far as he knows. But then he catches what the date is here and it jogs a memory or two. He's been around on the last two years when there was a table set up for National Coming Out Day. But today? He doesn't see one and that has to be rectified. So, after a quick conversation with Bar he heads over to a table with some supplies and ten minutes later, there's a big sign up.

NATIONAL COMING OUT DAY
Come get your freak on

He hopes no one minds him doing this but figures what the hell. He's taken a prompt from the last time he saw this and most of the table is taken up with nametag stickers proudly stating "I Am ________ And I'm Proud Of It!". His own is filled in with "I'm Gay and Proud Of It!".

He's put out of few plates of cookies and jugs of soda and rainbow flags adorn the edges of the tables and the chairs nearby. Come grab a badge and hang out with people as weird as you!

[OOC: Backroom post up here. Open all the way through Tuesday!

01:30: Going to have to call it a night, I'm dozing off at the computer here. Thanks so much everyone, this has been a blast! I'll pick everything up tomorrow and new threads are still welcome. :)]

hark-at-her.livejournal.com

Mina's ragged self-discipline has finally worn down her resolve to remain in the bar, to watch for her door. She hungers, and no food provided by the bar can sate her.

Ideally she would return to her world, go hunting down by the docks, feed upon one of the ne'er-do-wells, those who prey on women, on the weak. Their fear is delicious to her, intoxicating even as she drinks down their last heartbeat, tears out their throat. That chance taken from her, she is forced to hunt in the forest, to use those skills given to her along with her curse. Her appearance is rather different as she strides through the bar; gone is the carefully-buttoned up widow, and in her place, a woman with elbow-length hair, unbound and wild. Her coat flies open, shirt and ankle-length skirt black, flat boots on her feet.

She sweeps through the bar swiftly, out the door and into the woods.

[Open til it scrolls off the front page, ~~but anyone human will try Mina's patience if you find her before she feeds~~ She's sated, so safe if you wish to approach her coming out of the woods. *grin*.

and I'm out for the night - slowtime from here, I'm afraid]

gotaheadstart.livejournal.com

Cuddy may or may not have made off with some more of the cookies from the tables decorated with rainbows for the National Coming Out Day, and is in the process of quite literally taking a load off her feet.

Only this actually comes in the form of holding the cookies in a napkin in one hand and her pumps in the other as she stands at the edge of the lake, letting the cool water lap over her bare feet.

After a while, she sets her shoes safely away from the water's edge and proceeds to eat another cookie.

had-a-sister.livejournal.com

Liza is sitting near the fire, reading a book that is both old and new; it was published decades before she was born, but it looks like it was made only moments ago. Maybe it was--Bar gave it to her.

Some of the words are foreign to her, but working her way through it, slowly.

Beside her is also a stack of used books, and note from Ben saying that he was not going to be returning. She feels sad about this, but knows that it is the nature of this place. Still--she would rather have her friend back than the treasure trove of books he left for her.

Tiny tag: Liza (Bones of Faerie)

mr_gaeta

[OOM:

On New Caprica, Gaeta finds an unexpected ally.

(Some dialogue taken from "The Face of the Enemy" webisode series; spoilers for the webisodes and episode 3x01, "Occupation.")]

kemo_soggy

Moist is on one of the couches by the fire, asleep. (The book would appear to indicate this isn't what he had in mind when he sat down. And, well, good thing this didn't happen four months ago?)
Someone might want to wake him up. Just a thought.

(Eco-friendly recycled post. Open till it falls off the page.)

blue_ajah

[OOM: Curiosity leads to unusual places.]

tibetanmethod

[OOM: And perhaps some places not so unusual.]

subject-lj-here.livejournal.com

Here's a face that the bar hasn't seen for quite a long time. She walks into the bar slowly, almost as if she can't believe that when she was looking for the restroom, she happened to find the bar.

After a quick dash across the bar room to the ladies' room, Chell walks back up to the bar, sides onto a barstool, and smiles.

"One milkshake please, Bar? Orange, I think. Thank you."

It's great to be back.

[ TINY TAG DESIGNATION: Chell_Johnson ]

[ Open forever and to anyone! I HAVE MISSED YOU MILLIWAYS ]

guppy_sandhu

[OOM]

Guppy has seen a few new faces around here, so has brought out the tea and marshmallows.

Free Walk-in Clinic
The Doctor is In

(Free tea and marshmallows for anyone new, confused, or just wanting tea or marshmallows)

He has a bit of paperwork to get on with, but company would be more fun.

mistressmaryquitecontrary

After this conversation, a note was left in the infirmary.

It reads as follows:

Dr. Kimberly Ford,

You do not know me, but there is a chance that I may be ill, and if I am it may not be natural, and my tutor advised me to see you about it. You do know my tutor; he is Galadan. If you don't wish to see me, knowing this, I am sure it is nothing serious in any case and you need not trouble. If you do, you may leave a note with me to the bar as to when I may be able to see you.

Sincerely,

Mary Lennox

acts_of_gord

Gordon is settled in at one of the tables with supper and a book. While he knows he ought to be using this time to build skills and catch up on information he'll be needing when the door opens to lead him back home, he spent very nearly all day yesterday either at target practice or studying, and while that may be all right for the Marine, once in a while Gordon needs a break.

The book is an illustrated copy of How To Draw What You See. Apparently bar thinks he needs it, Lord only knows why. He is trying, every now and then, to test out what he's seeing on the page in front of him.

It's harder than it looks.

[OOC: Open until it scrolls off the page, and I have 12 October off, so I'm game if you are!]