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[thesupersmeller]

 [OOM (but not): Gus isn't quite sure what the hell's happened, but he did sort of have a date with a very special Goddess that would like to help ease his nervous awkwardness around women. It went... well. Warning: Semi-explicit sexual content.]

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[boston_bruiser]

[Out of Milliways: Voodoo gets a reality check. Millitimed to sometime convenient and post-canonically appropriate.]

Voodoo comes into Milliways without much fanfare. He leaves a simple note with Bar, then heads Out Back.

( A note for Ellen Park. )

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[claudiometer]

After Claudia does her customary door check, she looks up toward the rafters - and grins. "Sweet."
It looks to her like things are finally in good enough shape that she can start figuring out how much she's going to need to fix the sound system, rather than just messing around with a couple of loose speakers. So she'll get right on that, after a quick sandwich.

(OOC: Feel free to catch her at a table with her sandwich or clambering around in the rafters; just let me know which!)

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[shreveport_wolf]

Alcide's been here enough times now that he's just about ready to stop being surprised when the door shows up someplace he wasn't expecting it to. And seeing as how he's spent all day dealing with a particularly persnickety client, he is not at all upset to find himself here instead of back at the office. In fact, he makes immediate plans to stay for quite a while.

He's still not sure how he feels about the sentient bar, but he slides his large frame onto one of the bar stools anyway and says, almost tentatively, "Uh...can I just get a beer?"

When a pint of his favorite shows up, he smiles and lets his hand rest on the bartop. "Thanks, cher."

Woefully dry happy hour

[hey35andholding]

Clementine bursts through her door, still wearing her costume from this evening's show. When she begs the bar for a glass of water, a napkin appears instead.

Her eyes grow wide with alarm as she scans it.

Dry happy hour tonight. Your turn.

"I told you, I'm eighteen." she crumples up the napkin and frowns, but just as quickly it's replaced by a second.

And I know you're not.

"How can you NOT believe me?I showed you proof!"

Sentient bars know things.

An exasperated grunt. "Does it have to be dry?"

My nap, my rules.

"That's not fair!"

Neither is life.

"Tell me about it, honey..."

Very reluctantly, a set of specials appear on the board over the bar:

**Dry Happy Hour**

Shirley Temple
Stay Sober
Temperance Punch

Lemonade, frozen hot chocolate
Soda, coffee, tea.

10 percent off your order if you've got a bottle of nail polish remover.


And, grumpily, Clementine sits down to take further requests, picking bits of glitter off of her cheek as she does so.


[OOC: Here for most of the night, and catching up on backtags and meme answers at the same time! Open 'til the next happy hour for fresh tags, and tagging all night.]

During 1.05, That Still Small Voice

[the_fairest]

OOM: "Maybe if you said the magic word?"

Tiny Tags: Emma Swan, Mary Margaret Blanchard

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[not_his_pa]

OOM: And I saw askant the armies,
I saw as in noiseless dreams hundreds of battle-flags,
Borne through the smoke of the battles and pierc'd with missiles
I saw them,
And carried hither and yon through the smoke, and torn and
bloody,
And at last but a few shreds left on the staffs, (and all in silence,)
And the staffs all splinter'd and broken.

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd

OOC: Warning for nightmare images of the Civil War combined with the Allpocalypse and imagined deaths of a few Bar patrons.

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[almosthonorable]

Ben doesn't have to open every door in El Paso, turns out.

(Though he does open quite a damn few.)

When he and Dan Evans walk into Milliways, Ben's just glad to see the bar's intact; the place mostly looks, for all intents and purposes, like business as usual.

There are some signs — pockmarks, repairs in progress — that he doesn't fail to notice.

He and Dan part ways, and Ben makes for the counter.

"Now, you are a shinin' sight for sore eyes," he says to the bartop.

A shot of whiskey appears.

He smiles.

He'll certainly drink to this.




[ ooc: open till ben's next! or, for, y'know, ever. ]

Multi-pup post, outside

[no_mere_marble]

• Teja is still busy repairing all the weapons that were damaged in the battle, even though a whole month and more has passed since that happened. But some of the swords need a whole working day's attention, to be as they were. At the moment, he is by the lake-shore, drawing water in his buckets, to take to the forge. Water is ever needed; but he hopes he shall meet not troll, while about with those buckets.
  
  
• Urquhart is teaching Franz the dog a new trick, or rather, is expanding on an old one. He tells the dog to stay, and then goes on his way, for quite a while. Then, he whistles, and the dog has to come to him as fast as he can. Keeping a stealth dog in the background will be useful. That is why one would see Urquhart, walking by the lake shore, but not the dog. The dog is lying in the bracken, half a mile away, and eagerly waiting. Hopefully, nobody will stumble over him on their own walk.
  
  
• Antinoos is exploring the Caribbean inlet, bare feet on the warm sand, or wading through the shallow ocean surf. This is a very lovely place, and so definitely not Caledonia. While he is walking, Antinoos ponders his options. He needs to find out more about his own death which that man so chillingly announced as a historical fact, and then find something from the future that he can introduce to his time as to find himself a proper technical and aboveboard reason to stay with Hadrian -- something grown-up and reasonable and useful. He won't find it on this beach, of course, but for general thinking, the place is excellent.

[[OOC: Three charries in one post -- please say in your tag whom you want!]]

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[lasthalfmile]

After he and Ben return to the bar, Dan makes a quick trip upstairs to settle Bogart back into his room.

Once the pig is safely in his crate, Dan changes his clothes and returns downstairs, heading straight for the Bar, looking for his son. He has to be here somewhere, and if Dan has to tear the bar apart at dinner hour to find him, then so be it.



[Open 'til his next one.]

First Entrance: Barbarella

[spaceblasterchic]

Ding.

Ding ding.

Ding.



Did you know that Milliways has an elevator?

It does! It comes up from the garage. And other plot point related places, when required.


Right now, the elevator is going "ding". That's strange, isn't it?




[tiny tag: Barbarella]