Feb. 13th, 2013

mjolnir_retriever: Thor, head bowed, looking generally broody and/or sober. (shadowed)
[personal profile] mjolnir_retriever
[Millitimed to Saturday]

When Thor requested mulled wine of Bar, he was greeted also with a note. Before he left that day, a reply was left with Bar.

Thor can read English and any language, with the Allspeak, though a scholar would tell him he was missing subtleties in translation. (Thor is no scholar, and subtleties aren't his strongest point anyway.) However, he can't write in it; the Allspeak touches the brain's comprehension, not the hand's shaping of letters. So the original of this note was written in a tidy script that looks like nothing on any Earth. But Bar assured him (via napkin message) that she could translate it -- and, indeed, the note Darcy receives will be in English, in an angular and slightly archaic-looking but perfectly legible hand.

To Darcy Lewis of Midgard:

(There's no indication in a note of how long Thor stalled here.)

My father is alive, as are my mother and I and all my friends whom you met. I fear my brother is likely not.

I would gladly share beer and such movies as you wish, my friend.

If you see Jane, I ask you to tell her for me that I would return as I promised if I could do so. I cannot. The Bifrost was broken, and all other roads between the realms carry such prices as I cannot ask Asgard to pay, if they are not closed to all but sorcerers far greater than I. Its destruction was necessary. But I have broken my word to Jane by it, and I regret that deeply. I hope one day to fulfill my promise, though I know not when. Midgard and Puente Antiguo became very dear to me in those few days of your generous hospitality.

By my hand and in friendship,
Thor son of Odin
hasthehighground: In SHIELD gear, looking serious and tired (the job)
[personal profile] hasthehighground
After this, Clint writes two notes and leaves them with the bar.

The first note he tells the bar is for "The intimidating bald black man with an eyepatch, a skinny white guy called Phil Coulson, or Maria Hill."

ExpandNick Fury, Phil Coulson, any eventual Maria Hill )
The second note he tells the Bar will be for a red-haired woman who asks for it with his name, or anyone who gets the first note and asks to see the note Clint Barton wrote for "the lady".

ExpandNatasha Romanoff )
He wishes he could leave a note for the rest of SHIELD, but there's no way to do that without actively compromising security. He trusts his team not to fuck up, but the trainees and the greenhorns? They could probably use a reminder that nowhere is actually safe.

Instead he finishes off his second mug of coffee, shoulders the bag of groceries he got from the Bar, and goes home.
el_enmascarado_de_plata: Santo in a silver full face Spandex mask and sequined cape, fighting a Martian in a gold lame' hat and ridiculous wig (it's rasslin' time in the lab (b&w))
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Some people lead more eventful lives than others. For a good many Milliways patrons, leaping clear of an exploding Martian ship and landing on the floor of an interdimensional bar at the end of existence in a blur of silver spandex and sequin-spangled cape for the first time would be something of a shock.

For Santo El Enmascarado De Plata, it's Martes.

"Professor?" the luchador calls as he stands up and dusts himself off. "Padre? Is everyone all right?"

They might be here too, after all. Wherever here is.
doctorscaryteeth: Raising an eyebrow, tilting their head, and resting their chin on their hand. (a conundrum)
[personal profile] doctorscaryteeth
Doctor Thurlow has found the bulletin board, which in their opinion looks like it could collapse at any moment from the sheer volume of paper tacked to it. Job-type postings both offered and requested... werewolves... a crudely rendered wanted poster... oh look, it's a block of foulmouthed grey capitals!

They don't have a clue what the internet is, but surely they can figure this out. It sounds intriguing enough to make the effort. (Also, Thurlow is one of the handful of people in the Bar who doesn't see anything amiss about remembering to feed your communication devices. There are a lot of unusually lively articles of clothing and random objects in London.)

"One of these T-Minus devices, if you please," Thurlow says to Bar. A little purple shell thing with a flat side and a bubble of green goop on the reverse materialises.

Once Thurlow figures out how to make it do anything, they'll be signed in as incendiaryAcademic.

   Patronising a Bar at the End of the Universe has increased to 2 - Investigating the Amenities!
   A twist in your tale! You are now A T-Minus User.
blankflankbuilder: (Bonzai!)
[personal profile] blankflankbuilder
A small filly Earth pony with yellow fur and a red mane and tail emerged from a door. She didn't seem scared at the strange happenings, but more excited was the word.

"Hello? Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle? This doesn't look like the door to the clubhouse..."