Jan. 22nd, 2013

a1enzo: (Default)
[personal profile] a1enzo
Guardian cadet with a guitar, near the piano. He's practising at the moment, but he'll take requests if he knows it.


[OOC: Jam, listen, or chat!]
sunbaked_baker: (Cold ashes)
[personal profile] sunbaked_baker
News apparently spreads among vampires faster than a... well, a vampire on hype. Though both of Rae and Con had remained whole throughout, thank all the listening gods, ambushes are not something Rae would like to experience ever again.

Con had left her swaying on her balcony, exhausted and blood-spattered. The sinking feeling in her stomach may not just be residual numb horror, but might also be dread in knowing that she has to get up for work in less than four hours.

So when her balcony door doesn't take her into her apartment but into the bar, the wave of relief that washes over her nearly knocks her over; thankfully there's a wall just beside her to lean against (a good wall, very solid). That time stops when she is here means Rae can take the time to sleep, and maybe not be an exhausted wreck at work tomorrow.

But it also means that the hot shower (or three) she intends on taking is that much further away. And there are stairs between her and it, damn them.

Sunshine is just going to... slide down the wall, succumbing to gravity until she's sitting on the floor. She'll rest until she has the energy to attempt the stairs. Maybe draft an apology to the cleaning crew for all the blood.
aaaaaaaagh_sky: (smiling out the side of her mouth)
[personal profile] aaaaaaaagh_sky
Out of Milliways: 101- Ellen- she hasn't spoken to you in a week....

Well, that went better than expected. Ellen's shaking her head at her own poor choice of words as she comes into the Bar, sans baby but con Dogmeat, but her expression is a rueful smile rather than a look of regret. "Hey, Bar?" she says. "I just came within a hair of turning into my father. Can I get something that he wouldn't drink? You know, as a reminder?"

Alcohol is a pretty poor reminder of anything, so what Bar provides is in the brown and fizzy family instead. Not Nuka-Cola, though. The bottle's too big, the glass is clear, and the label's yellow.

"... I didn't know they made soda out of coffee," Ellen says after some surprised staring. "But okay."
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[personal profile] knightoftheswan
The Knight, sober and somber, has spent long enough in Milliways. His swan and chariot are once again waiting outside for him, ready to return him to Prince Siegfried.

But Lohengrin tarries by the lake.

Botherable.
friend_of_lucy: (home)
[personal profile] friend_of_lucy
The snow has been falling steadily in Narnia, Tumnus had been going to his home to find a recipe that he knew was tucked into one of his father's books.

When the door opens to Milliways, he smiles at the warmth and closes his umbrella, knocking the snow off outside before making his way towards the fire.

His fur is looking rather white under all the snow and he stands for a time to warm himself before ordering tea and observing the Bar.
fiery_ring: (balance)
[personal profile] fiery_ring
[oom: Getting through winter. Will finds something to keep himself occupied.]

Carlotta is inside, practicing acrobatics on the rafters. It's been far too cold to do it outside, and she's been busy preparing the cabin at home. In a couple of months time they'll be on the road again, and she wants to be fully prepared.

She takes a run-up, and somersaults across each rafter, the full length of the bar, hands to feet and feet to hands.
nepetaleijon: (shinyeyes)
[personal profile] nepetaleijon
The board over the bar reads:

♌ ♍ HAPPY HOUR ♍ ♌


Specials:
Cat's Eye
Purrfect Kiss
Vampire's Kiss
Glow-Worm


Behind the bar are two gray-skinned, candy-corn-horned teenagers. Or, well, one of them is behind the bar; the other is perched on the bar, looking around eagerly. It's her first time serving!

Two pups, two muns; tag either or both!