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[sunbaked_baker]

OOM:Pain and glory-

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[thanksrainman]

There's a familiar patron in the bar today, and he's celebrating, in his own little way.

Life has been hell lately, which is why he figures that he deserves a drink. And that's exactly what he's doing, over by the fire, looking rather like the cat that swallowed the proverbial canary.


Really, there's smug, and then there's Gus.

Fake Should-Be-In-Prison-Right-Now Tag: Gus Dickinson
Fake Nervous Tag: Jameson Rook

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[gone_byebye]

"Morning, Bar," says Ray as he trudges in, wearing his Green Lantern T-shirt, his plaid pajama pants, and a pair of Mr. Stay-puft slippers. "Can I have something for breakfast that neither involves beignets nor chocolate nor fish nor seaweed?"

A pitcher with a bag of milk in it materializes alongside a bowl and a box labeled David Cronenberg's BIG HAIRY THINGS Cereal. Ray squints at it, then shrugs and pours the stuff (it's sort of brownish-green and bears a vague resemblance to Shredded Mini-Wheats) into the bowl. The milk goes in without incident once Ray remembers to cut the bag open, but the cereal briefly rears up in the bowl and tries to lunge at Ray when he picks it up.

He whaps it with his spoon several times, waits for it to settle down, then falls to eating. It's one of those mornings.

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[claudiometer]

Claudia sneaks in - it's a little early in the morning for her to be using the door already, after all - and leaves a box at the bar for Noriko. Inside are the beefed-up gauntlets she's been working on, and a note to let Claudia know if they need any tweaking.
After that, she gets herself a doughnut, claims a chair by the fire, and starts reviewing some notes she made on the autovac. Thing still needs cleaning out from its little rampage a few weeks back, and it's looking like she might get the time to work on it soon.

OOM: A New Beginning

[falconryu.livejournal.com]

[[ Mallory Grace moves to Ryu's Tokyo, and a certain very important question must be asked... ]]

** Warnings for love and romance **

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[ofthefamily]

Doctor Acula in the bar, with a journal and he quickly ensconces himself in the closest booth to the front door.

He'd order a beverage, but, well.

Not the place, really.

[ooc: Last chance to catch Carlisle in a good mood. For like...a while. =T. Thusly, open to anyone that needs it?]

Entrance Post - Ariadne

[creatingadream.livejournal.com]

There are worse things a girl could do than walk into a bar.

Far worse things for a student, at that, one who spends her free time with a pencil and sketchpad drawing out things someone else's mind would never begin to create - and let's not get started as to what her day job is. With all the things in the world, be it this one or an intricately woven one of dreams, Ariadne could be doing, pushing open the door to a bar is one which would likely yield the least amount of trouble.

Or so she believed at first glance.

But that was the trouble with first glances and first impressions, not only that they were deceptive but that those bits of deception could stay in the back of someone's mind and be made into something else entirely in the future. Something they should never be used for, since her employer told her time and again, never use what you've seen in real life. Yet never is a very long time, and there's something about this bar - this one, particular bar in a string of dozens she might have seen before - which makes her feel as if it might belong in a dream most of all.

Ariadne isn't sure why, she's only sure of the thought itself.

The bar is crowded enough to be busy and yet the population is spaced out to allow room for comfortable movement. She doesn't hesitate but considers instead, then tucks herself into one of the booths. It's a strange place, but as good as any to be for awhile.

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[hallelujahpilot]

[OoM: A friend is someone who is there for you when he'd rather be anywhere else]

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[thursdays_angel]

[OOM -- Upstairs in a quiet room: Castiel gets an inkling that Dean Winchester has a long way to go before he is himself again.

Which means it's time to call in help from a higher authority.]

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[ofthefamily]

[OOM: I do not have enough sutures for this.]

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[guppy_sandhu]

There's a circle of chairs in a corner of the bar.

There's a table in the middle of the circle of the chairs in the corner of the bar.

There's a cake on the table in the middle of the circle of the chairs in the corner of the bar.

In fact, there's a chocolate hedgehog-shaped cake on the table in the middle of the circle of the chairs in the corner of the bar. And a sign.

LIFE SUPPORT
OPEN TO ALL!

New? Angsty? Worried about stuff here or at home? Want a piece of cake and a cup of tea or coffee? Come join in!

[tinytag: Connor (Freakangels)]

Do they make infant-sized uniforms? You've got to wonder, really.

[prydeful]

OOM: When does 1 + 1 = 3? When you refuse to give up, after months and months, because it's worth the disappointments for the final moment of joy.

And utter panic, of course. Lots and lots of panic.

[ Note: Name: Kate Pryde | Age: 26 | Codename: Shadowcat | Knowledge of a Man Named Ogun: Entirely too much ]

[ooc, important: tag should be Kate Pryde, not Kitty. This was decided when there was an attempt to cut down on tags in existence. Thank you!]

September 13th to the 16th, 2005

[themidnightson]

[OOM:

Edward has told many lies in his life.

]