Jan. 4th, 2010
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Jan. 4th, 2010 02:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
creationofwill[If you tag a Kaworu, you will get a reply in the morning. Sorry about that, guys, it's plotty tonight!]
The lake is frozen over today. Kaworu is sitting on it, drawing little shapes on the ice with a twig. There's... a bunch of broken and unbroken twigs there. What, do they teach you how to be birds, too, up on the moon?
Sheesh.
The lake is frozen over today. Kaworu is sitting on it, drawing little shapes on the ice with a twig. There's... a bunch of broken and unbroken twigs there. What, do they teach you how to be birds, too, up on the moon?
Sheesh.
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Jan. 4th, 2010 05:03 amnathaniel_kitten[OOM: Nathaniel reminds Asher that the vampire's all he really needs. Warning for smut.]
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Jan. 4th, 2010 09:16 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
ash-imperfect.livejournal.comAsher has been in the Bar or it's surrounding grounds since returning from St Louis. Even if his mun has been utterly faily about posting him in.
He's feeling a little more sociable than he has been, so tonight he's sitting by the fire, drinking a rather incongrous humourous mug of blood (courtesy of Bar), and people-watching.
One content, totally botherable vampire, up for grabs.
He's feeling a little more sociable than he has been, so tonight he's sitting by the fire, drinking a rather incongrous humourous mug of blood (courtesy of Bar), and people-watching.
One content, totally botherable vampire, up for grabs.
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Jan. 4th, 2010 10:34 amvance_primeA chemically-enhanced healing factor is a wonderful thing. The bruises on Alyx's back, which otherwise would have taken weeks to heal, are already gone. She's hale and hearty and ready to begin work on her Project.
To that end, she's gone down to the garage with a toolbox, an assortment of parts, some schematics, and one D0G.
(If anyone asks, he's supervising.)
[Open until it scrolls, though I won't be responding to tags right away as I'm about to go run errands.]
To that end, she's gone down to the garage with a toolbox, an assortment of parts, some schematics, and one D0G.
(If anyone asks, he's supervising.)
[Open until it scrolls, though I won't be responding to tags right away as I'm about to go run errands.]
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Jan. 4th, 2010 03:18 pmnavyafteroneIt's a very satisfied James who enters the bar this afternoon, hair still damp from a recent shower.
He hops up on a stool and puts a hand on Bar with a grin. "Coke, please, with some ice. And if you wanted to add some vodka, that'd be great."
One glass with ice; one meaningfully sealed can of Coca Cola.
James frowns. "Aw, go on. It's my birthday."
Bar adds a slice of cake on a napkin.
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He hops up on a stool and puts a hand on Bar with a grin. "Coke, please, with some ice. And if you wanted to add some vodka, that'd be great."
One glass with ice; one meaningfully sealed can of Coca Cola.
James frowns. "Aw, go on. It's my birthday."
Bar adds a slice of cake on a napkin.
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Jan. 4th, 2010 03:59 pmparagonsoldier.livejournal.comShepard moves a little more stiffly than usual as she walks into the bar. Turns out that getting blindsided by a simulated turian hurts just as much as the real thing, when you turn the safeties off. She's not doing that again any time soon. But hey, she won her wager with Admiral Ahern.
After obtaining a mug of mint tea from the bar, Shepard makes her way over to the fireplace and lowers herself, wincing, into one of the armchairs.
Botherable, but please excuse her if she doesn't stand up.
[OOC: At work: there will be slowtimes!]
[Tinytag: Commander Shepard]
After obtaining a mug of mint tea from the bar, Shepard makes her way over to the fireplace and lowers herself, wincing, into one of the armchairs.
Botherable, but please excuse her if she doesn't stand up.
[OOC: At work: there will be slowtimes!]
[Tinytag: Commander Shepard]
The Demonic Adviser
Jan. 4th, 2010 04:50 pm7twistedwishesIt has been quite a while since last time, so the Devil once more has a sign on her table in a 'central' booth, where it will be the most visible.
Free Advice
Relationships, lifestyle changes, legal choices, business goals, personal goals, career goals, education goals, religious beliefs, personal growth, motivation, inspiration, no matter what, let a Celestial Entity offer you guidance on what has you worried.
No compensation of any kind is expected, no responsibility for any unfortunate consequences is accepted.
Under it all, there is a line in smaller print: Help Wanted, inquire here.
Relationships, lifestyle changes, legal choices, business goals, personal goals, career goals, education goals, religious beliefs, personal growth, motivation, inspiration, no matter what, let a Celestial Entity offer you guidance on what has you worried.
No compensation of any kind is expected, no responsibility for any unfortunate consequences is accepted.
Under it all, there is a line in smaller print: Help Wanted, inquire here.
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Jan. 4th, 2010 06:08 pmsunbaked_bakerFeeling moderately safer in the busy light and noise of the bar, Rae had wrapped up in a blanket on the couch, with a heating pad against her injured shoulder, to try and get some rest. It's practically daylight by the time Sunshine dozes off, however, a time when normally she would be wide awake and making cinnamon rolls.
Baking will have to wait, however, until her shoulder heals and the bruises fade.
Baking will have to wait, however, until her shoulder heals and the bruises fade.
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Jan. 4th, 2010 06:26 pmvenusadept_2And lo, there is a Felix.
He sits down at the bar. Before he can order anything, though, he is presented with a (very fluffy) slice of cake and a wrapped box. Also a note reading "Happy birthday!"
Unwrapping and opening the box, he finds an iPod of some description. Felix, of course, isn't familiar with such things. A curious discussion with Bar follows, and eventually Felix has the earbuds in and is watching the screen.
A few moments later, he can be heard to ask, "What is a mose?"
He sits down at the bar. Before he can order anything, though, he is presented with a (very fluffy) slice of cake and a wrapped box. Also a note reading "Happy birthday!"
Unwrapping and opening the box, he finds an iPod of some description. Felix, of course, isn't familiar with such things. A curious discussion with Bar follows, and eventually Felix has the earbuds in and is watching the screen.
A few moments later, he can be heard to ask, "What is a mose?"
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Jan. 4th, 2010 06:47 pmbringer_of_funBobby is sitting at a booth in torn jeans, and ratty t-shirt and his face is unshaven. He's got five Rubic's cubes in front of him, and he is carefully and meticulously peeling and replacing the stickers on them to random squares so that the cubes are utterly unsolvable. He plans on leaving them in random places around the bar, later.
Feel free to smack him upside the head or say, "Hi!" or whatever.
Feel free to smack him upside the head or say, "Hi!" or whatever.
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Jan. 4th, 2010 09:42 pma1enzoEnzo sidles up to the Bar and asks her a question. He's been doing this regularly for a few days.
This time, however, a package appears on the bartop. Enzo opens it, heaves a sigh of relief, and closes it again.
A further consultation with Bar ensues. Enzo looks uneasy at the conclusion, but nods. He writes a note and places it on the package; they both vanish, and Enzo sighs and heads out to the stables to work off some of his newly-acquired debt.
He's covered by his sister's tab, and young enough that he'd be provided for if he weren't, but some things, he thinks, he needs to pay for.
( for Tim Bisley )
This time, however, a package appears on the bartop. Enzo opens it, heaves a sigh of relief, and closes it again.
A further consultation with Bar ensues. Enzo looks uneasy at the conclusion, but nods. He writes a note and places it on the package; they both vanish, and Enzo sighs and heads out to the stables to work off some of his newly-acquired debt.
He's covered by his sister's tab, and young enough that he'd be provided for if he weren't, but some things, he thinks, he needs to pay for.
( for Tim Bisley )
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Jan. 4th, 2010 10:55 pmwalkstheboundsJamie's got one eye behind him as he tumbles into the bar, looking rather incongruously dapper in a smart waistcoat and cap.
He eyes the silver candlesticks in his hand rather ruefully - much good they'll do him now!
He eyes the silver candlesticks in his hand rather ruefully - much good they'll do him now!
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Jan. 4th, 2010 11:41 pmshufti[ooc: After this. Warning for vampire horror type stuff]
Shufti has no idea how long she was lying in her room for. Or indeed how she got there, on the bed, fully dressed.
She felt dizzy and queasy when she stood up. Survival instinct told her to go and find someone, anyone, someone who can help her.
She rummages through the bag next to her... her crossbow is still there, albeit broken, but no badge and... an apple with a bite mark in it?! And a dictaphone.
She's done her homework. She can't remember what happened, but something did, and this is evidence. There might be more evidence on her. So she slings the bag over her shoulder, and makes her way very slowly out of the door towards the main bar.
She descends the stairs slowly, trying not to draw attention to herself. Unfortunately for her, about half way down she comes over light-headed again, and ends up tumbling down the last six steps to the bottom.
There's a small but deep visible pair of holes on her pale neck.
[tinytag: A Gothic Winter Tale]
Shufti has no idea how long she was lying in her room for. Or indeed how she got there, on the bed, fully dressed.
She felt dizzy and queasy when she stood up. Survival instinct told her to go and find someone, anyone, someone who can help her.
She rummages through the bag next to her... her crossbow is still there, albeit broken, but no badge and... an apple with a bite mark in it?! And a dictaphone.
She's done her homework. She can't remember what happened, but something did, and this is evidence. There might be more evidence on her. So she slings the bag over her shoulder, and makes her way very slowly out of the door towards the main bar.
She descends the stairs slowly, trying not to draw attention to herself. Unfortunately for her, about half way down she comes over light-headed again, and ends up tumbling down the last six steps to the bottom.
There's a small but deep visible pair of holes on her pale neck.
[tinytag: A Gothic Winter Tale]
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Jan. 4th, 2010 11:52 pmxamotomaxIt's the boys you know in the place you go when you want something better than a latte. Or a Molson's.
The actual bar. Not some other bar you might've seen them in.
And the fuzz on their suits? Is just lint.
But they do have their tea, mags and silent conversation going.
Mmmm but that is a good tea they be drinking...
You wanna join them?
[Tiny Tag: Crimson Twins]
The actual bar. Not some other bar you might've seen them in.
And the fuzz on their suits? Is just lint.
But they do have their tea, mags and silent conversation going.
Mmmm but that is a good tea they be drinking...
You wanna join them?
[Tiny Tag: Crimson Twins]
