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Oct. 13th, 2009 10:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
redefinevictory[OoM: after this talk with Yrael, Kait is more than a little hungover
That isn't her main problem]
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That isn't her main problem]
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Oct. 13th, 2009
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Oct. 13th, 2009 11:41 amalsoagreengrassSince his last visit, Scorpius' trip to the bar have been few and far between. Not because he was avoiding a certain someone or anything like that, he's just been busy. And moody, according to his mother. Though how she can tell that through his letters from Hogwarts, he doesn't know.
But he's not moody or avoiding anyone, he's busy. Busy with classwork and other things of a busy nature.
So he only looks annoyed - and very much like his father scowling - as he steps into the bar because of how busy he is and not because his plans of avoiding Milliways have been foiled by its sudden appearance. He's got too many things to do right now.
Like, watch a plant grow for Herbology. Fascinating and time consuming, that.
Although...
Since he is here, and Bar serves delicious Pumpkin Juice, saving him a trip to the kitchens, Scorpius figures he could take a minute or two from his oh-so-busy schedule. And should he have to avoid anyone - though, really, Malfoys do not avoid - he could always duck under a table; he's small enough still.
But he's not moody or avoiding anyone, he's busy. Busy with classwork and other things of a busy nature.
So he only looks annoyed - and very much like his father scowling - as he steps into the bar because of how busy he is and not because his plans of avoiding Milliways have been foiled by its sudden appearance. He's got too many things to do right now.
Like, watch a plant grow for Herbology. Fascinating and time consuming, that.
Although...
Since he is here, and Bar serves delicious Pumpkin Juice, saving him a trip to the kitchens, Scorpius figures he could take a minute or two from his oh-so-busy schedule. And should he have to avoid anyone - though, really, Malfoys do not avoid - he could always duck under a table; he's small enough still.
Give It A Rest
Oct. 13th, 2009 11:43 amjustcallmefeeAfternoon epiphanies are much better than middle of the night epiphanies, she thinks. Well, when your internal clock is messed up, at least it's better than nothing.
Fiona made a quick trip back to Miami for a box of electronic bits: half-assembled cellphones, wires, circuitry, as well as a handful of heavily annotated manuals. (Skills. Use 'em or lose 'em.) Her latest challenge had been how to make a motion sensor that knows which target it's tracking, and can communicate the target's location to a remote site. More importantly, she needed a device that could do that and still fit in the base of a stapler or other small object one might find on a desk.
She's in her usual white wife beater and well worn blue jeans, and she's taken up her spot at the bar, her back to the jukebox, giving her a good view of the stairs and the front door. The fingers of her left hand are taped up, and she's treating it gingerly, her fingers holding the straw of her smoothie while she turns the pages, pouring over the manuals. (A more than casual observer will notice that they're in Russian, but they're not military.)
[ooc: Open until her next EP.]
Fiona made a quick trip back to Miami for a box of electronic bits: half-assembled cellphones, wires, circuitry, as well as a handful of heavily annotated manuals. (Skills. Use 'em or lose 'em.) Her latest challenge had been how to make a motion sensor that knows which target it's tracking, and can communicate the target's location to a remote site. More importantly, she needed a device that could do that and still fit in the base of a stapler or other small object one might find on a desk.
She's in her usual white wife beater and well worn blue jeans, and she's taken up her spot at the bar, her back to the jukebox, giving her a good view of the stairs and the front door. The fingers of her left hand are taped up, and she's treating it gingerly, her fingers holding the straw of her smoothie while she turns the pages, pouring over the manuals. (A more than casual observer will notice that they're in Russian, but they're not military.)
[ooc: Open until her next EP.]
Not QUITE the road trip..
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yucca-isnt-porn.livejournal.com[OOM: We'd like to say the most interesting thing that happened here would be Mother, but he is only mentioned once here.]
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Oct. 13th, 2009 12:22 pmnavyafteroneJames is leaning back on a chair by the wall, drinking a can of Coke and watching any pretty girls that might be wandering by. He's wearing a "Deluxe Chicken" crew member t-shirt; the accompanying hat sits on his head at a jaunty angle more reminiscent of a hip-hop artist than a fast food worker, though.
He leans back just a little too far, flails, and manages to right himself and the chair -- but not before spilling his drink.
"Er."
He glances around, then subtly grabs the mop leaning up against the wall beside him, wipes up the Coke, and returns it to the bucket.
You saw nothing.
[ooc: class time! back by 4-ish gmt, hopefully. ]
He leans back just a little too far, flails, and manages to right himself and the chair -- but not before spilling his drink.
"Er."
He glances around, then subtly grabs the mop leaning up against the wall beside him, wipes up the Coke, and returns it to the bucket.
You saw nothing.
[ooc: class time! back by 4-ish gmt, hopefully. ]
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Oct. 13th, 2009 05:12 pmnotaphony.livejournal.comIt's Tuesday night, and while most of the other girls are out with creative, embarrassing themselves after one too many glasses of champagne, Joan is cleaning.
Which explains the casual attire, as well as the scarf keeping her red hair pulled back from her face. Oh, and it might be the reason for the smudge of dirt on her left cheek, despite the fact that her makeup remains flawless.
She's got a basket full of laundry in her arms when the door to her kitchen turns to Milliways instead, and with a sigh, she sets the basket just inside her apartment before the door itself closes.
"Well, I suppose I can take a hint," she murmurs, making sure to grab her pack of cigarettes before she takes a seat up at the bar.
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Which explains the casual attire, as well as the scarf keeping her red hair pulled back from her face. Oh, and it might be the reason for the smudge of dirt on her left cheek, despite the fact that her makeup remains flawless.
She's got a basket full of laundry in her arms when the door to her kitchen turns to Milliways instead, and with a sigh, she sets the basket just inside her apartment before the door itself closes.
"Well, I suppose I can take a hint," she murmurs, making sure to grab her pack of cigarettes before she takes a seat up at the bar.
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Oct. 13th, 2009 05:13 pmmiddle-name-s.livejournal.comIt's been a good long time since Sheriff Harry Truman was in here, and to tell the truth, he hasn't missed it particularly. Not that he's one of the ones who hates the place; he just doesn't need much more than his own hometown.
Still, it never hurts to have a change of pace, and if he finds himself here, he figures he's probably supposed to be here. He's off-duty (if still in uniform, his badge pinned to his old flannel jacket and his sidearm on his hip) and a cup of coffee wouldn't go amiss.
Still, it never hurts to have a change of pace, and if he finds himself here, he figures he's probably supposed to be here. He's off-duty (if still in uniform, his badge pinned to his old flannel jacket and his sidearm on his hip) and a cup of coffee wouldn't go amiss.
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Oct. 13th, 2009 06:00 pmvenusadept_2It's been a while since this iteration of Felix walked in. This time, he's not so much cold and stressed as pleased and confident. Summer has come to the Northern Wastes, and Felix has finally managed to use his Psynergy to move five training stones with only three false starts.
Perhaps it's a form of encouragement, or perhaps it's coincidence, but Bar has given him a Rubik's cube tonight.
Perhaps it's a form of encouragement, or perhaps it's coincidence, but Bar has given him a Rubik's cube tonight.
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Oct. 13th, 2009 06:49 pmspandexed-edie.livejournal.comEdie is doing something she doesn't normally bother with. She's looking through paperwork.
Lots and lots of paperwork.
She's even, shock of all shocks, got a pair of reading glasses perched on the end of her nose as she tsks about something on the latest page she looks over. Apparently something doesn't make sense.
Perhaps a distraction is needed?
Open til she gets a new one
Lots and lots of paperwork.
She's even, shock of all shocks, got a pair of reading glasses perched on the end of her nose as she tsks about something on the latest page she looks over. Apparently something doesn't make sense.
Perhaps a distraction is needed?
Open til she gets a new one
Happy Hour
Oct. 13th, 2009 07:09 pmjanebecomesJane is smiling as she finds the Bar, it has been a while and the days have been rather busy. Soon Laverton Fair will be upon them and she is rather looking forward to it. When she finds the note from Bar, she grins and soon writes on the board.
Specials
Hot Cider
Wine Punch
Tea
Then she settles herself behind the Bar and watches who goes by.
Hot Cider
Wine Punch
Tea
Then she settles herself behind the Bar and watches who goes by.
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Oct. 13th, 2009 08:15 pmostro_gothIt has got cold outside, and Teja is not pleased with the weather at all.
He is curled up on a sofa by the fireplace, warmed by the cat on his legs, and quietly plays his guitar.
He has a large cup of steaming hot tea, at least.-
He is curled up on a sofa by the fireplace, warmed by the cat on his legs, and quietly plays his guitar.
He has a large cup of steaming hot tea, at least.-
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Oct. 13th, 2009 08:40 pmguppy_sandhuGuppy stops by the bar to leave a note for Security.
( Security )
He waits by the bar, with a non-alcoholic cocktail in pretty colours with an umbrella and a little cherry. To pass the time, he starts drafting out a poster design on a napkin.
( Security )He waits by the bar, with a non-alcoholic cocktail in pretty colours with an umbrella and a little cherry. To pass the time, he starts drafting out a poster design on a napkin.
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Oct. 13th, 2009 09:00 pma-tinfoilhat.livejournal.comPay no attention to the twenty-something bald man prowling around the gardens...he's merely collecting seeds and cuttings from various plants and trees. He looks like he knows what he's doing. If he's peeking into the greenhouse with furtive glances around, it's only because he's unfamiliar with the area.
His clothes look like they've seen better days, his feet are bare, and...is that a tinfoil cap under his floppy hat?
[Tiny tag: Karl (FreakAngels)]
His clothes look like they've seen better days, his feet are bare, and...is that a tinfoil cap under his floppy hat?
[Tiny tag: Karl (FreakAngels)]
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Oct. 13th, 2009 09:11 pmhecu_marineWe're so sorry.
We needed to say that in advance. You see, Corporal Shephard decided that today would be a fine day to indulge his musical habit. And, well, two things. One, his musical habit involves drums; he'd wanted to learn the violin as a schoolboy, but his family didn't have money for one, only an old drumset in his uncle's attic. And two, he might be a country boy born and raised, but... Shep's into metal.
So, um.
If you have a hangover or something like that we are so, so, so very sorry, but Corporal Shephard got the Bar to temporarily loan him a practice set and... well... yeah.
.... at least he's good with it.
We needed to say that in advance. You see, Corporal Shephard decided that today would be a fine day to indulge his musical habit. And, well, two things. One, his musical habit involves drums; he'd wanted to learn the violin as a schoolboy, but his family didn't have money for one, only an old drumset in his uncle's attic. And two, he might be a country boy born and raised, but... Shep's into metal.
So, um.
If you have a hangover or something like that we are so, so, so very sorry, but Corporal Shephard got the Bar to temporarily loan him a practice set and... well... yeah.
.... at least he's good with it.
