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[one_man_army]

OOMs:

i'm strong on the surface, not all the way through



[Slight warnings for violence & greytext in the 2nd link.]

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[katana-a-banana.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Here on and off all day, until evening when I will be a constant. But it's a boring morning, and I wanted to test out the early waters. <3]

Noodle is sitting near the door, cross legged, backwards, on a wooden chair. How she manages to stay balanced on it is a possible mystery. Her activity is not - she's playing fast and quick at Tetris, resting her hands on the top rung of the chair as she keeps up along with a high level. Whether or not she's paying attention to the world around her is a mystery, but still being new to the bar, she certainly would not mind the company.

As long as the company does not mind the game, that is. She's fourteen, 'manners' has not quite been installed into her yet, even if such things as killing a man in three seconds has been. this may be far more common in the bar than one might expect

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[ikissdhimbck]

Kate has found that, other than the practical benefits of visiting the range with both her sixshooter and her rifle, there's also the emotional gratification of putting bullets in something.

It would seem that she has a lot of frustration to vent.

After she's done at the range, she'll head down to the stables for a while. It's good weather to go out for a long ride.


[ooc: Open all weekend! :D Catch her in either place, or in the bar before or afterward. Botherable!]

First Entrance

[lady_bols]

DI Alex Drake is carrying a briefcase and an armful of files bound in a thick rubber band when she walks through the door.  She's wearing a conservative dark pinstriped suit, and her hair is slicked back in her daily up do.  As a police psychologist for the London Metropolitan Police, she likes to look the part.

The door she enters through is industrial grey metal with a series of numbers stencilled on, and behind her, there's a grey fluorescent lit corridor lined with filing cabinets.

"This -- isn't the -- Archives?"  She looks back out into the hallway as the door slips shut.  "Hallo?  I'm sorry, when did they put a pub in down here?"



[tiny tag: DI Alex Drake.  pre-canon]

First Entry

[morningstar_ret]

There's a man...

Well, something like a man.

He looks like a man, anyway. Now. For the moment.

But there's something slightly...wrong about him. Or right, depending on how you look at it.

It's not his clothing (perfectly tailored, dark suit, white shirt). It's not his face (There's nothing at all wrong with his face. It's perfect. Beautiful.). It's not the way he walks like he owns not just this place but possibly the whole world.

But his eyes are golden, and his hair...well, it can't seem to decide what color it wants to be. Or maybe it's just that you can't decide what color it wants to be. Golden? Red? Almost white? Sometimes it even looks like the wind hit it just right to curl bits of it into two horns.

Either way, he steps into the bar, and if he's surprised to find it there, the only indication is a slight arching of one eyebrow.

To no one in particular (it seems) he says, "If you wanted a meeting, this is certainly a creative venue. I'll give you that. Plumbing out in the Silver City?"


tiny-diabolical!tag: Lucifer (from the Lucifer series)

[ooc: Open until it scrolls.]

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[slayer_fray]

[OOM: A good few hours after arresting Ramon for doing business with Urquhart, Mel talks to him and laysdown a shorter sentence than she'd want to.

There is a note to Security to this effect.]

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[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

Ellen's been downstairs a few times in the past few days. People just haven't seen much of her. It happens when the most contact you can handle with people is to sort of watch them from a distance. She's been trying, though, just in case Dogmeat walks through the door or- or someone shows up the way dead people do sometimes, around here. Hasn't happened yet. Doesn't mean she isn't still hoping.

Today, though, she... kind of wants to try and get out a little bit more. Not outside, just... out. Among people. Not so much the hiding in shadows or under the table. Something like that. So she's got a good seat, and she's got a bowl of what Bar said are potato chips (she's not really sure about that- the only potato crisps she's ever seen were made from pieces of potato pressed together and forced out of an industrial extruder, and these look like vegetable slices, and an empty seat at her table. So say hi, if you like.

Double first entrance

[he-believes.livejournal.com]

When the door next opens it doesn't swing, it slides. The space on the other side is the confining box of an elevator, holding a pair of nonplussed FBI agents.

The taller of the two, a dark-haired man with a very loud tie, emerges first. His eyes sweep the bar in a quick threat assessment before turning back to his partner, a woman with vivid red hair.

"Before you ask, Scully-- no, I don't think there's an X-File for this one."



[Tag: Fox Mulder, Dana Scully.
OOC: Two new characters, and two players. Please note that all threads will be getting responses from both!
Update: Your friendly neighborhood feds are off to dreamland, and I'm not talking about that base in Nevada. Slowtimed threads will be caught up with this weekend. Thanks for playing, everyone!]

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[middle-dubois.livejournal.com]

"... and I won't, too!" Bridgette is shouting as she opens the door of her closet with a bang.

Oh! This place again.

She slips inside, and quietly pulls the door shut behind her.

Oh yeah, no sisters! Or any other family members.

Bridgette goes to the bar and asks for crayon and papers, and a strawberry milkshake.

With that, she sits at a table and starts drawing cowboys.

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[noteful]

Meg has carefully spread 550 jigsaw puzzle pieces across the top of a table this evening.

Milliways is a good place to work puzzles -- you don't tie up the only table in the apartment with them, and you have as much time as you need. So she asked Bar for one this evening.

When she's done, she'll have put together a map of Canada.

For now, she has most of Ontario assembled.