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Feb. 9th, 2010 10:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
leadinghomeThere is a young man of slender build, dressed in dark tones, sleeping peacefully on a couch by the fireplace.
We know it can not last, right?
We know it can not last, right?
Feb. 9th, 2010
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Feb. 9th, 2010 11:33 amdoyousmellfudge_archive[Out of Milliways: "Very good, Mister Weisfelt. Did they tell you my name?"]
Artie drags himself out of the hallway entrance and into the bar proper. He looks like he hasn't slept in a couple of days. That would be because he hasn't.
He stops off at the Bar just long enough to leave a ( short note for Security, ) then plunks himself down in a corner booth with a plate of waffles and a mug of tea the size of his head.
[Open until it scrolls. tinytags: A Gothic Winter Tale, Arthur "Artie" Nielsen, Vlad Dracula]
Artie drags himself out of the hallway entrance and into the bar proper. He looks like he hasn't slept in a couple of days. That would be because he hasn't.
He stops off at the Bar just long enough to leave a ( short note for Security, ) then plunks himself down in a corner booth with a plate of waffles and a mug of tea the size of his head.
[Open until it scrolls. tinytags: A Gothic Winter Tale, Arthur "Artie" Nielsen, Vlad Dracula]
Happy Hour
Feb. 9th, 2010 09:32 pmps_you_look_hotNikola is annoyed, as usual, but not entirely surprised, when he sits at the bar, and instead of his usual glass of wine, is given a note asking for help.
"Again?"
Another note.
"Fine, fine. No need to get snippy."
He steps behind the counter and sets the specials board in front of him, lazily flipping through the Big Book O' Drinks.
It might be a while before those specials get posted.
"Again?"
Another note.
"Fine, fine. No need to get snippy."
He steps behind the counter and sets the specials board in front of him, lazily flipping through the Big Book O' Drinks.
It might be a while before those specials get posted.
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Feb. 9th, 2010 10:30 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
talkback.livejournal.comThe gardening work is slow for the time being (given the snow), but it gave Chase a few ideas how to tide things over. You see, he worked out that people will pay more money for plants when the dirty work has been done.
So he spent the morning outside, with a bag of bulbs, some plant pots, and some glitter spray paint. First of all he worked out that it was easier to spray the pot before putting the soil in, then he got into a rhythm - spray, soil, bulb, done.
He's now set up a stall in the main bar, selling said shiny pots.
Dafodils
$1 a pot
All profits go to feeding runaways.
He sits back and waits for his moneymaking scheme to take off. Piece of cake, right?
Sadly, having been mostly responsible for digging in the garden rather than actual horticulture, he has planted all fifty bulbs upside down in the pots. But there's still some chance they might grow. Probably.
So he spent the morning outside, with a bag of bulbs, some plant pots, and some glitter spray paint. First of all he worked out that it was easier to spray the pot before putting the soil in, then he got into a rhythm - spray, soil, bulb, done.
He's now set up a stall in the main bar, selling said shiny pots.
Dafodils
$1 a pot
All profits go to feeding runaways.
He sits back and waits for his moneymaking scheme to take off. Piece of cake, right?
Sadly, having been mostly responsible for digging in the garden rather than actual horticulture, he has planted all fifty bulbs upside down in the pots. But there's still some chance they might grow. Probably.
Double-pup post
Feb. 9th, 2010 10:32 pmscots_wolfUrquhart is no longer without purpose. He has a commission.
But you can't tell, from looking at him. He's lounging on a sofa, long legs curled underneath, long blond mane falling over the armrest, a globe in his lap. At the moment, he is measuring the distance from the American East Coast to Japan, and from Scotland to Australia. He seems fascinated by geography, and hardly ever looks up.
When he looks up, though, he will see Teja, sitting in a chair not far away, with his guitar, playing a love song to a cat. This is understandable, as there are three cats all over him and his chair. If the Ostrogoth is keeping an eye on the Scottish assassin while playing and singing, it's not noticeable, either.
[[OOC: Say in your tag which one you want, unless you want both?]]
But you can't tell, from looking at him. He's lounging on a sofa, long legs curled underneath, long blond mane falling over the armrest, a globe in his lap. At the moment, he is measuring the distance from the American East Coast to Japan, and from Scotland to Australia. He seems fascinated by geography, and hardly ever looks up.
When he looks up, though, he will see Teja, sitting in a chair not far away, with his guitar, playing a love song to a cat. This is understandable, as there are three cats all over him and his chair. If the Ostrogoth is keeping an eye on the Scottish assassin while playing and singing, it's not noticeable, either.
[[OOC: Say in your tag which one you want, unless you want both?]]
