Feb. 20th, 2011

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There is a rem sitting on a chair in the Bar with Paper and paint.

She's learning a new craft. Apparently she didn't need the paint for origami but they were still out.

She is botherable.
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Neither bulldogs nor St. Bernards are hunting dogs, but Franz is clever and eager to please, so Urquhart is outside this afternoon, trying to teach him to fetch.

He had stuffed a slightly faulty demon bunny pelt he didn't want in his fur blanket, and kept throwing that for the dog to fetch, as they were walking along the lake shore. At the moment, he was content with the dog bringing it back. But soon, they could progress to the stage where Franz would wait beside his master and only start running to fetch the dummy bunny when told to do so.

Because otherwise, once they started dealing with actual demonic rabbits, the dog would run at them and disturb them before Urquhart had placed a single shot, and that would be very counter-productive.

There are only a few patches of snow left, the rest of the grounds is mostly muddy, so both Urquhart and Franz have quite muddy feet and spattered legs as they cheerfully wander along. Before they come back inside, they'll have to clean themselves off.
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Ellen's been making a habit of checking on her cattle several times a day, just in case, whenever she's here. Today she went out to give them all a glance-over before getting her armor on to head back to the Citadel for her first field assignment.

The Citadel is going to have to wait a bit.

"Um," says Ellen, as she comes in from the back door. "Kate? Um... anybody here who's familiar with large animal medicine or what have you? I've... kind of got a... I'm pretty sure Leah and Rachel is about to pop."

So to speak, anyway.
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Ianto Jones is not his usual polished self when he comes through the doorway, and he just scribbles this on the Specials board:

TONIGHT'S SPECIALS
COFFEE
any way you like it



Long story short, don't get into negotiations with the Axorfacorians when you've got a second job to get to.
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It has been a while since Sarah's been in the bar and she probably looks a bit worse for wear. After all, dealing with Metal and every day life will do that to a person. She's actually glad that this place showed up on her and moves over to the bar. Crossing her arms, she lays her head down on them and suddenly a tape player pops up on her and she frowns slightly. "What's this for?"

The only answer she gets is the cassette tape that appears beside it. Just like the one she'd used before John was born. She hadn't been thinking about that but it does warrant a small smile and a thank you to Bar. "Can I get a beer, Bar, please?" When it appears she sits up, picks up the bottle, takes a sip of it and lets her eyes roam over the patrons. There were definitely some new faces about.