May. 6th, 2011

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It’s been a while since Ginny has found her way in to the bar. She frowns looking back seeing her door is gone again. This will not be fun again. But what can you do?

She orders a pizza and a coke from the bar she’s got enough pizza to share and is always willing to get another drink of guest’s choice.

She takes a bite and then does the look everyone seems to when the pizza is too hot.

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Talking to Mogget last night, Sam got curious about other types of design and so went searching in the Milliways' library.

He's taken over a table with books about clothing, design for the home and sheets of parchment that he's making notes on. Some of these ideas wouldn't work for the Old Kingdom but they remind him a lot of Ancelstierre.

It might be possible to make something for Kait to wear, maybe to keep her warm. That's just one of many things he could make, which is a nice feeling, new ideas make him happy.

(OOC: Open until it scrolls.)
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[OOM:

blood and water both run clear
the time to wrestle the angel is here



Warnings for violence.]
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It's not particularly uncommon to see alien species in the bar. That said, it might still be little shocking to see a tall, lanky young Na'vi with skin in striated blue tones as he sits and has dinner. He has several skeins of yarn in reds and yellows that he's inspecting as he breaks from his current project.

Botherable.
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Every now and again, there is the sight of a fluffy paw sticking up to pull something off a table. Apple cores, left over chips, that sort of thing. Providing they are quite definitely abandoned.

It's been a hungry time for Wellington. There's a food shortage at home, with several hundred mouths to feed and not a lot on the common. Anyone would think those Human Beings are starting to learn to clean up after themselves!

Wellington's stomach growls as he gingerly grabs a discarded jacket potato skin to put in his tidy bag. But it wouldn't be right to start eating the food without sharing it out with the others.