Dec. 17th, 2009

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Ganymede.

Couch.

New drink.

Thus far all remains unperturbed, unless you wanted a seat on the couch.
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Christmas shopping at the last minute is a bad habit that Annabelle has yet to break. At the moment, she's looking through catalogs to see if there are any gifts in them that her friends would like.

Thus far, she's not having much luck. Maybe you can help?


(OOC: Open until it scrolls off the page.)
[identity profile] azure-mercy.livejournal.com
Zhaan hums "Comfort and Joy" as she arranges her goods on the table of a booth just outside the infirmary. There are candles, soaps, incense, perfumes, spices, and many other things made from herbs she grew in her garden during the warmer months of the year. They are all festively wrapped and they all smell wonderful.

When Zhaan is satisfied with the overall layout, she sets up a sign on the edge of the table:

Holiday Charity Sale
All profits go to the
Fund for the Bound and
the Fund for Minors.



Zhaan sits down, makes a minor adjustment to a pyramid of wrapped soap bars, and awaits her first customer.
[identity profile] lonelytouristcc.livejournal.com
[OOM: Somewhere, in a galaxy far, far away, the Piemaker has a dream.

Later, at the Pie Hole, he tries to figure out what it all means (with Emerson Cod's reluctant help), while the former tourist known as Charlotte Charles discovers some interesting information. ]



[ tiny tag: emerson cod ]
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Alyx has mostly finished the map she was working on the other day. She should be going back home with the information she's gained, except...

Except she's come down with something. Exactly what it is, she's not sure, but the last thing they need is introducing a new cold or flu bug to the current residents of White Forest. So she's staying here until the illness has run its course.

If anyone needs Alyx, they'll find her curled up by the fire, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, a mug of hot tea in hand, trying to resist the inexplicable urge to break into song.

[tinytag: IMDb Flu]
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The good news about lesson plans is that, sooner or later, you've done all you can on them. Cata hasn't quite reached that point, but it's within sight, now.
She's sure some of this will completely go to the Abyss within the first month, but at least she's got something to start with.
She may be on the home stretch, but she's not averse to company, should some present itself.

*POOF!*

Dec. 17th, 2009 04:38 pm
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Evil Chicken in back in the bar.

Actually, Evil Chicken is on top of the bar, and so is a large burlap sack. There is a small hole burned into the sack, from which a horrible odor is coming from.

Ever smell fried electronics?

Presently the turkey-sized rooster is looking through the bag's contents and trying to find the source of the smell.

Grumble grumble.

[Tiny tag:Evil Chicken]
[identity profile] piesordeath.livejournal.com
There are many things Ned has yet to check off his proverbial Things To Do Before I Die list, and bartending at any sort of bar is one of them.

(But why not add a couple of extra points for uniqueness? Throw in a bar at the end of the universe, too.)

The Happy Hour specials are written in very precise, neat handwriting and reflect his day-job. It's hard to stray too far away from pie-making, it seems.


Tonight's Specials

Apple Pie in a Glass
American Pie
Mud Pie



He quickly gives the bartop a wipe-down, then turns to the bar space at large.

"Okay. What'll it be?"


[ooc: And the brains have officially decided they've had enough. Slowtimes for all, please! And thanks for tagging!]
[identity profile] knivesofawesome.livejournal.com
Edgar comes into the main part of the bar. He heads over to Bar and just orders a glass of water and then heads outside. He begins preparing his kukri and concentrating quite hard. He begins by cleaning the blades and then begins to juggle two of them. He sheathes one with superspeed and then throws the other at a nearby tree. He seems in his own world at the moment.

OOC: This EP is plotlocked...
[identity profile] freezeitwithice.livejournal.com
Vexen hasn't been making himself known lately, but that doesn't mean he hasn't been around. It is his opinion that when confronted with any new situation in which immediate action is not necessary, the best option is usually to observe passively for some time. He has spent his time watching and learning.

He hasn't really left Milliways since that first night, save briefly to collect changes of uniform and other personal effects. While he has no reason to trust this new and disconcerting Number III, and while Zexion seems to have gone completely mad, he also has no reason to believe that either would benefit from his demise. And if staying in this place, however claustrophobic and cut off from his work and his laboratory, will indeed save his non-life, then he will submit to the confinement.

And at least he has his books. Vexen is currently situated in an armchair near a dead fireplace, reading a book on comparative farming. It's far from his usual fare - even as a human, plants had always left him cold - but it's a useful means of repaying Kida's kindness in providing him with living quarters, no matter that he can't truly appreciate the gesture.


[Tiny tag: Vexen]
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Despite how cold it is around the Bar just now, there's a young man outside in a plain lorica, with both a longsword and gladius, practicing rather intently. He's actually quite good, and if the scars he carries are any indication, he's seen plenty of combat--although the armor looks fairly new by comparison.

There's a canteen and a small package of food lying nearby, and when he does take a break he gravitates towards them, flopping on the grass with almost no dignity.

[Poke before or during break; either is fine.]
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Bill is outside today, in a heavy coat, wearing a knit cap and gloves. With him he has a sled, an axe, a saw and some rope.

He's currently walking along the edge of the tree line, eying the woods warily.

He's after a tree, see? But, well... there's demon bunnies in there.





[ooc: timed to this afternoon-ish, and open for forever :) Warnings for adult content in Kate Warner thread.]
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[oom: Why playing Christmas music over the traffic news isn't always a good idea.]

Guppy is by the fire, snuggled up with a blanket and a hot chocolate. It's been a very damp evening.

He also has a plate of marshmallows, which he's toasting on the fire. There are plenty of spares if anyone wants to join him.