Dec. 31st, 2010
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Dec. 31st, 2010 10:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
covert_bandage"Huh. Will you look at that, the door to Mick and Ralph's works too," says the tall blond fellow in glasses and somewhat threadbare clothes. "I'm going to have to remember that..."
The Bar seems to be aware of the fact that Arcade was going to Mick and Ralph's to look for some pieces to fill in gaps in his chess set, if the items that appear in front of him when he walks up to one of the stools is anything to go by. He's not really used to having his needs anticipated by the furniture, so he'll be staring for a bit before gingerly taking the set and looking for a table. Then there will be some more staring, once he's got the pieces set up.
Some people are like that.
[tinytag: Arcade Gannon (Fallout New Vegas)]
The Bar seems to be aware of the fact that Arcade was going to Mick and Ralph's to look for some pieces to fill in gaps in his chess set, if the items that appear in front of him when he walks up to one of the stools is anything to go by. He's not really used to having his needs anticipated by the furniture, so he'll be staring for a bit before gingerly taking the set and looking for a table. Then there will be some more staring, once he's got the pieces set up.
Some people are like that.
[tinytag: Arcade Gannon (Fallout New Vegas)]
New Year's Party!
Dec. 31st, 2010 12:16 pmturned_captainSometimes it's easy to forget just how far the magic of the Bar extends into the space beyond, the spaces made up of so many different magics from so many different worlds. It's as easy to forget as the fact that time moves differently in Milliways than in the feeder worlds, so a patron may be coming from, say, a warm Caribbean spring and find themselves in a place celebrating the close of a calendar year.
When the Dutchman rises into view at the Caribbean inlet, the Captain is surprised by the appearance of a bar napkin, that reads:
New Year's Party: You're hosting.
And the rigging is soon resplendant with strange lights that don't burn, but that do flash different colours with irritating arhythmia. Will raises his eyebrows at the note, but accepts his duty resignedly. At least this way he'll get to attend.
When the Dutchman rises into view at the Caribbean inlet, the Captain is surprised by the appearance of a bar napkin, that reads:
New Year's Party: You're hosting.
And the rigging is soon resplendant with strange lights that don't burn, but that do flash different colours with irritating arhythmia. Will raises his eyebrows at the note, but accepts his duty resignedly. At least this way he'll get to attend.
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Dec. 31st, 2010 06:34 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
falconryu.livejournal.comThe past few months have been busy ones for a certain Ryu Hayabusa: besides his regular martial arts classes, his presence in Milliways has been rather scarce.
But, things change, and people need breaks, so we have a shinobi in 'civilian' clothes lounging by the fireplace with a cup of tea.
But, things change, and people need breaks, so we have a shinobi in 'civilian' clothes lounging by the fireplace with a cup of tea.
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Dec. 31st, 2010 09:02 pmkatyafeline.livejournal.comShe's finally been released from all medical restrictions other than 'if you end up here again any time soon, you will regret it', just in time to realize that celebrating the new year just isn't the same when there's no chance of egging Bear and Seymon into a 'who's had the most dramatic new year' competition.
But this time of year does call for Champagne, and that she can do. That and pelmeni and a new book from the bar (one about Erast Fandorin, one of her favorite detectives).
Never mind she's opening the bottles as she goes with a Napoleonic saber. It's just how the thing is done.
But this time of year does call for Champagne, and that she can do. That and pelmeni and a new book from the bar (one about Erast Fandorin, one of her favorite detectives).
Never mind she's opening the bottles as she goes with a Napoleonic saber. It's just how the thing is done.
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Dec. 31st, 2010 09:59 pmvampycabanaboy.livejournal.com[OOM: Unlike Blade's line of thinking, the Nightstalkers are more than just a bunch of Saturday Morning rejects.]
So far everything was rolling in the right direction. Not necessarily the path that everyone on the team was hoping for, but at least the ball hadn't wavered out of court quite yet. The escape from the police station with Blade in tow had been thrilling. Hannibal could still feel his heart pounding in his chest and it had been hours ago. Perhaps it was the fact that Danica and her little demons had been that had given him more adrenaline to the fire. It was just a matter of time before Sommerfield had Daystar ready then the threat of vampires in the world would be null and void.
King paused as he picked up the tiny discs from his guns and the laptop he used for them. Then what? The rest of his whole life had been dedicated to bringing them down. What would he do once they were gone? That made the man scowl a little. He'd figure that out once he got there. In the morning he, Abigail, and Blade were going on a Hunt. Just because Vamps slept at night didn't mean their Familiars weren't doing their dirty work. Until then, though, he had work to do.
With equipment in hand he rounded the corner in to his room, bumping the door open with his hip hardly seeming to notice the change of flooring beneath his feet. Half a sandwich was stuck between his lips while balancing a beer, laptop, disc case, and not to mention a bag full of goodies that needed fixing up for the morning Hunt. When he turned expecting to find his mess of a room and seeing the bar instead his brows furrowed. It took a good minute of standing in the doorway to realize just where or what was going on. Milliways. Bar. Time being stopped. Inwardly King was doing a dance. To him it meant more time and, hopefully, a door back out.
So with a refound bounce to his step instead of the tired dragging of heels he made his way over to an empty table to try depositing his stash down without dropping anything. Hedges would kill him if he broke anything and Abigail? King didn't even want to think of what she would do to him.
Welcome back to Milliways, Hannibal.
So far everything was rolling in the right direction. Not necessarily the path that everyone on the team was hoping for, but at least the ball hadn't wavered out of court quite yet. The escape from the police station with Blade in tow had been thrilling. Hannibal could still feel his heart pounding in his chest and it had been hours ago. Perhaps it was the fact that Danica and her little demons had been that had given him more adrenaline to the fire. It was just a matter of time before Sommerfield had Daystar ready then the threat of vampires in the world would be null and void.
King paused as he picked up the tiny discs from his guns and the laptop he used for them. Then what? The rest of his whole life had been dedicated to bringing them down. What would he do once they were gone? That made the man scowl a little. He'd figure that out once he got there. In the morning he, Abigail, and Blade were going on a Hunt. Just because Vamps slept at night didn't mean their Familiars weren't doing their dirty work. Until then, though, he had work to do.
With equipment in hand he rounded the corner in to his room, bumping the door open with his hip hardly seeming to notice the change of flooring beneath his feet. Half a sandwich was stuck between his lips while balancing a beer, laptop, disc case, and not to mention a bag full of goodies that needed fixing up for the morning Hunt. When he turned expecting to find his mess of a room and seeing the bar instead his brows furrowed. It took a good minute of standing in the doorway to realize just where or what was going on. Milliways. Bar. Time being stopped. Inwardly King was doing a dance. To him it meant more time and, hopefully, a door back out.
So with a refound bounce to his step instead of the tired dragging of heels he made his way over to an empty table to try depositing his stash down without dropping anything. Hedges would kill him if he broke anything and Abigail? King didn't even want to think of what she would do to him.
Welcome back to Milliways, Hannibal.
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Dec. 31st, 2010 11:54 pmbaptizemyself[OOM: War is Hell: Huntress makes some new allies.
OOM: Friend or Foe? Huntress find herself on opposite sides of war to a future friend.
OOM: Hard Truths: Huntress realises her new commander isn't entirely in control.
OOM: Christmas Eve: Huntress and Petit have some uninvited dinner guests.
OOM: Stand Your Ground: Huntress makes her final stand.
OOM: Auld Lang Syne: As the No Man's Land draws to a close, Helena sees in the new year...]
A woman in a hospital gown and a robe walks into the bar. Thin, pale and hooked up to an IV, she has clearly seen better days. When she sees the bar she lets out a stifled sob or relief.
Welcome back to Milliways, Helena Bertinelli.
[OOC: Helena is for the first time in the Bar without her mask. If your pup has met her before in costume they will not, I repeat NOT recognise her.
Now go and read why Helena Bertinelli is so god damn awesome.]
OOM: Friend or Foe? Huntress find herself on opposite sides of war to a future friend.
OOM: Hard Truths: Huntress realises her new commander isn't entirely in control.
OOM: Christmas Eve: Huntress and Petit have some uninvited dinner guests.
OOM: Stand Your Ground: Huntress makes her final stand.
OOM: Auld Lang Syne: As the No Man's Land draws to a close, Helena sees in the new year...]
A woman in a hospital gown and a robe walks into the bar. Thin, pale and hooked up to an IV, she has clearly seen better days. When she sees the bar she lets out a stifled sob or relief.
Welcome back to Milliways, Helena Bertinelli.
[OOC: Helena is for the first time in the Bar without her mask. If your pup has met her before in costume they will not, I repeat NOT recognise her.
Now go and read why Helena Bertinelli is so god damn awesome.]
