OOM: Kate Barlow | Texas, 1888

[ikissdhimbck]

[OOMs:


Previously:
† Texas wilds; April 18th
† Mineral City & Pawnee; late April
† Oakville, Texas; mid May
† Younger Ranch; June 22nd
† Exit
† Buchel Bank; July 28th

JUNE
(BY BAR RECKONING)

When you're down and troubled
and you need a helping hand
and nothing, oh nothing is going right
Close your eyes and think of me
and soon I will be there

OOMs posted nonlinearly; side quest for those following the Norse pups, particularly Weyland; no warnings to speak of in this link (warnings for mild language and violence throughout); stay tuned next week.]

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[immortalthief]

In a Venitia library Amanda scours tomes not finding what she is looking for. Standing she walks back to the stakes and pulls another from the shelf, opening the book she begins to read even before she gets back to her table which is why she doesn't even realize that she has entered Milliways. Taking a seat at a table looking pensive and a bit worried.

She is botherable.


[OOC: slowtime is love.]

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[acts_of_gord]

Out of Milliways, in the Combine Overworld:

First there is battle, which is simple enough. And then the Combine Adepts come, and there is nightmare instead:

For Voodoo
For the trolls
For Kanaya in particular
For Nepeta in particular
For Karkat in particular
For Nepeta and Karkat
For Karkat and Nepeta
For Adrian Shephard.

And then....


[OOC: There may be some spoilers for Homestuck material in the troll links. You've been warned.]

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[noteful]

[OOM: My heart is a mirror reflecting your face
And when you come nearer I meet you halfway
I kiss you when you kiss me
We're one and the same
'Cause my heart is a mirror with you in its frame]

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[never_misses]

Sam's in a corner booth, tonight - one that commands a good view of the bar proper despite being so out of the way, because old habits die hard - with quite a spread of newspapers in front of him.
He'd balked when the Bar presented him with the stack, especially since it seemed to be about politics. He's always found politics boring, as he missed the era when it was acceptable to put a contract on one's opponent or a leader you didn't like, and debates are quite frankly boring, when all people do is attempt to reason out the issues at hand.
But then he found out this was about Earth politics, and that stuff turned out to be fascinating. Seriously, why doesn't Bistort get messy elections like this?

(The answer, as with most things, is A Wizard Did It. Maybe now that Mizzamir's dead things will shake up a bit; after all, it'll be the first election he hasn't been around to supervise.)

In the Security Office:

[cute_bruiser]

[OOC: Millitimed to just under a week ago, a day or two after this.]

Molly has been thinking long and hard about what she's writing now, and it shows: she's frowning fiercely as she writes, and has filled up the office's bin with screwed-up sheets of pink paper.

Finally, however, she pins the following effort (written in dark purple felt-tip) to the Security noticeboard:

Hey guys,
I know I'm just a rookie, but I figured you'd need to know this:
There's this dude in the bar who's pretty awesome most of the time, but if he gets too freaked out he kinda turns into a monster. A bit.

A HUGE, angry, really really really really REALLY hard to stop monster. Like, an if-you're-not-god-powered-then-just-get-out-of-the-way kind of monster. He's really nice normally, even though he's an adult, but he can't always control it that well and I guess there'd be the BIGGEST mess in bar EVER if it happened here.

He's spoken to someone else on Security and she told him to use the cells if he thinks he's going to lose it, but he might not get there in time so I thought you guys should know, 'cos he's bound and he can't leave.

I don't know if I should say anything else, but I guess if you want, you can ask me questions? But I totally promised I wouldn't say who it is, because it REALLY freaks him out. And, well, MONSTER. So I won't tell you guys that.

Um. I guess that's it?

LOVE YOU ALL LOADS AND LOADS
MOLLY H (PRINCESS POWERFUL)

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And having plastered her note with drawing pins (she definitely wants it to be noticed! And not to fall down!) she runs out of the office and out, through bar and through her door.

[OOC: No tags except reaction tags, please! Moll will be back in shortly. Very shortly, as it happens...]

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[pullsneedles]

[OOM: After the madness of Tanetane Island, Lucas says goodbye to the past.]

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[cute_bruiser]

BOOM.

The door flies open and a young woman cannonballs through it, hitting the floor with a thud and skidding along the floor until she comes gently to rest against the bar in a tangle of limbs and long brown hair.

She realises where she is, however, and starts to laugh. It's a rather out-of-breath sort of laugh, but she does eventually disentangle herself and sit up, her back against the side of the counter and her eyes still glowing pink.

A twenty-six-year-old Molly Hayes (pink boots, black jumpsuit emblazoned with a large pink Y across the torso, adamantium gauntlets, pink stripes in her hair) flips up her visor and switches off her powers, surveying her surroundings with a grin. Bar seems to like her making dramatic entrances, but she doesn't mind too much.

"Good to see you too, Bar."

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[mjolnir_retriever]

[OOM: Back in New Mexico, Thor helps with breakfast, and readies himself to say farewell to his new friends.

Turns out fate had more of a reunion in mind, though.

Not to mention some information that puts a whole new complexion on... a lot of things.]

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[poins]

With a great bang, the magic tavern's door
Swings open to the sound of drunken laughs
The smell of unwashed people and stale beer
And flickering firelight. In comes Ned Poins
Already in his cups, speaking to one
That cannot hear him once the door is closed.
He looks around, sees where he is, falls silent,
And staggers over to the inglenook
And throws himself upon a ready couch
And promptly falls asleep.

                                                 Wake at own peril!


[[OOC: Recycled EP is recycled again!]]