Nov. 17th, 2009

[identity profile] averyhasagun.livejournal.com
I feel sick.

Plus I've got all this damn facial hair that makes it feel like someone's laid a rug over my face before feeding me a cocktail of the least lethal but most inconveniencing viruses in the world, so, you know, that's great. Great start to an evening. I'd say it couldn't be worse except for the part where all Bar wants to feed me is various kinds of soup and some crackers. Honestly, I'd be pretty happy for a drink.

But, whatever. Besides the big guy upstairs it doesn't feel like anyone's got any overwhelmingly important bones to pick with me, 'cause, you know, no one's shooting at me and I don't even have a shower here to find a dead woman in and no one's placing any frantic calls to my --

-- where the hell is my cell phone, anyway?

( tiny tag: imdb flu, courtesy kiss kiss bang bang )
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OOM: In the library, wishing for a compass. (Milli-timed waaaay back, because I haven't written an EP for Jerry in far to long.)

Jerry is wrapped in an afghan.

It's not the flu, but November in Scotland is no place to send people to not catch a cold.

There is tea for sharing though.

OOC: Open while it's on the front! Slow time is my time, make it yours too.
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On a table, in the bar there is a small door, locked in a frame, and a stand holding a page with diagrams and instructions in Japanese. At the table, there is a girl with a collection of small pieces of wire and an expression of great concentration.

Everything is hard when you don't know how to do it, and for Ako that list includes opening locks without keys. For now anyway.

Botherable though. Totally botherable.

OOC: Car keys bait for [livejournal.com profile] witchoftwominds, open to anyone while it's on the front.
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There is a still rather subdued Teja, sitting in a chair by the fireplace, and reading a small book with cats on the cover.

He is no longer likely to call any by the wrong name, and his fever is gone; but he is coughing, still, and taking time to fully return from the clutches of sickness.

He has hot mulled cider, and dark bread, which is he nibbling from time to time.



[[OOC: Insta-slowtime may apply, as the internet café closes in twenty minutes. I will be back tomorrow afternoon my time, though, for longer threading! All tags will from inbetween will be answered then.]]
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It's well after dusk when the vampire and wereleopard make their way downstairs. Nathaniel stops at the bar for a Gatorade, laughing softly at something Asher whispers to him. They linger there long enough for Nathaniel to drink the sports drink, and then they head for the door.

Life in St. Louis can't be put off forever, no matter how much the two of them are enjoying their time in Milliways. Nathaniel leads Asher out and into Asher's room at the Circus, the vampire's laugh cut off by the shutting of the door behind them.


[OOC: Exit post, no tagging please.]
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[OOM: Incubus Dreams Plot:
Nathaniel and Asher have a talk about Asher's relationship with Anita and Jean-Claude, as well as Nathaniel's with Damian. A few days later, Anita meets with Jean-Claude and Asher where they discuss Anita's hesitancy about a ménage à trois.

Saturday, October 26th - Richard, Anita, Micah, Jason, and Donovan spend an evening in front of the television discussing politics. Anita and Micah arrive home and continue discussing the Supreme Court case, but are interrupted when a werewolf needs to be picked up from a bar. Micah heads out, and Damian comes home from work, at which time everything goes to hell between Anita, Damian, and Nathaniel.

Sunday, October 27th - Anita wakes up and realizes it's daylight, and Damian is in the middle of the kitchen with the sunlight shining in. Things go from bad to much worse. Later on in the day, Richard and Micah have a little chat in Anita's kitchen. That night, Jean-Claude and Damian discuss the pentumvirate while Nathaniel rushes to Asher and they both cling to one another. Once individual conversations have completed, the pentumvirate plus Asher meets to discuss the situation, though the consensus winds up being to wait it all out.

Monday, October 28th - While at work, Anita gets a call from Donovan about a missing swanmane. Anita hangs up with him and immediately calls Ronnie about looking for the girl. Later that evening, Anita picks Nathaniel up and drives him to work at Guilty Pleasures. While there, one of the vampires goes batshit and challenges Jean-Claude, who demands Anita be his human servant for once and do as she's told. Afterward, Anita head to her raising, which goes about as smashingly as expected, and when she returns to the Circus, she runs into Damian and they have a small chat.

Tuesday, October 29th - Anita wakes up in the late afternoon, and she and Nathaniel take over Jason's bed. Afterward, a half-shifted and distraught Nathaniel seeks out Asher. That evening, Anita and Ronnie go looking for the swanmane. Richard rushes to Anita's side at the Circus, and they are joined by Jean-Claude.

Wednesday, October 30th - Micah wakes Anita with the news that one of their female leopards is now missing. Anita hangs up and calls Zerbrowski to see who else might have gone missing lately. As she's getting ready to head out, Asher and Nathaniel show up for a brief talk about what had happened the previous day. While she's out, Zerbrowski gives her a call, and as she's talking to Ronnie, Anita manages to get kidnapped. Ronnie calls Richard, who then calls Jean-Claude, and the pentumvirate meets to see if they can find their missing Animator.

Thursday, October 31st - Anita wakes up in a cell and tries to escape... and fails. Instead, she must wait for the cavalry to arrive and kick ass.


Warning: All links in red lead to threads with adult content/sex. The dates are off from 2009 because this all takes place in 1996, the time of the books. For those of you who have read Incubus Dreams, this plot is completely different from the book itself because... well... the book sucked and none of us liked it. :)

Also, a note about the thread in Donovan's journal, Donovan's mun is unable to unlock it just yet, but I tell you in the summary pretty much what happens. As soon as she can, Maru will unlock Donovan's entry.
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[identity profile] detectiveada.livejournal.com
Walking in to the bar instead of ones house, Is always startling. But today Butch doesn't panic. It's okay he's used to this. As he looks around he smiles then walks to the bar and orders an iced tea sugar free, makes him odd around most of his friends but he doesn't care.

Leaning against the bar he smiles he could use this break today.
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Beckett appears from upstairs a good twenty minutes after she'd staggered up them with Jack earlier. As far as she knew, he'd been one of the most recent to catch whatever this twisted version of the flu was, but right now, he needs sleep, and she needs a cup of strong coffee.

She'd promised she'd check up on him in a few hours, so based on that, she's a little reluctant to leave the bar just yet.

Which explains why she's sitting on one of the comfier couches by the fire, coffee mug in hand, occasionally looking at her watch. (She'd be a little less worried if this was any normal flu bug, but given what he'd hallucinated, she's feeling somewhat antsy about leaving him alone for too long.)
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Will is in the kitchen doing something culinary with a pig's head and singing along with a few coughs and such.

The rats are giving him wary looks since he happens to be quite comfortable with the knife he has but he's also wobbly on his feet and coughing.

Tiny Tag of MacBethness: IMDB flu!
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When Ramon was lounging around this afternoon, it occurred to him that it's been a week and a half since he was let out of the cells and he hasn't been down to the bar yet. And he can't have that because it looks weak and also, he has to get out of bed some damn time. Change of scenery for a few hours won't hurt. So he distangled himself from Fi, got cleaned up and here he is, mulling over what to have for dinner and also contemplating brandy over tequila tonight.

It never occurs to him that anyone might be pissed at him for what went down and even if it did, he wouldn't care. Besides, there's always the possibility people will have forgotten about it by now. Doc can't have been that memorable, right?
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Shephard's got a bearskin soaking in horrible smelly solutions upstairs in the interests of seeing whether it'll make as good a piece of leather as he thinks. Right now he doesn't need to be anywhere near the thing, so he's down in the Bar. And oh, look, Bar's got a note for him about his tab.

"Huh. Okay, then."

There is now a Marine behind the Bar with the following chalked up on the sign:

SPECIALS

Almost Heaven Amber Ale
Cold Trail Ale
Seneca Indian Pale Ale
Miner's Daughter Oatmeal Stout


Half off any other drink if you teach me a joke or song you wouldn't admit to knowing in front of your momma or preacher



Happy hour's open for business.
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Guppy, who is still in recovery from the flu, comes down to put a notice on the notice board.

Due to flu outbreak Life Support is postponed until next Tuesday (24th November). Normal schedules will resume on 1st December.

He is very careful not to breathe on anyone, except when passing behind this table, where he unnoticably exhales deeply in order to release the maximum number of virus particles he can nearby without getting himself killed, in the hope that one will float over and infect the bastard. He doesn't miss a step though, and goes straight up to the notice board without even looking at the man.

He pushes the pins into the notice board, and lingers there, as a hard, unfocused look appears in his eyes. Then, without looking at the man at the table, he goes outside and starts viciously beating up the punching bag until his knuckles start to bleed.

It's not certain whether he, or his PE teacher hallucination, are in control right now. Whichever it is, he should probably at least have a coat on.

[tinytag: IMDb Flu]
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There are muffled voices coming from behind the door.

"Come on, Kirk, you have to see this."

A different voice answers. "See what? Come on, Connor, I gotta go eat something."

"That's exactly what you are going to do, trust me..."

The door swings open and Connor walks in, tugging another young man along. The former is grinning, the latter is going to pick his jaw up from the floor in a minute.

Welcome to Milliways, Freakangel Kirk.



[ Connor, Karl, Kirk, Freakangels. ]

[ Two Pups, Two Muns. ]