Sallie's birthday is in September.

[realmrsreynolds]

[OOM: So remember what I was like when I started teaching? Yeah.

Five months later, here's what Splinter got Sallie for her birthday.]

Entrance Post

[redintheledger]

The front door opens, but it's not so much a case of the woman 'walking' in as 'shoves door open with her back while not looking where she is going'.

"Kos, I really need that repor-" She stops.

Blinks.

Faintly frowns as her eyes give the ever-changing bar a quick threat assessment.

"Never mind," says the (apparently) young redhead as she shifts the manila folder in her arms and carefully covers the I.D. clipped to the bottom of her deep pink blouse. The blouse itself is simple, with slightly puffy, very short sleeves. It goes nicely with her grey slacks (the pants wide enough to hide the knife strapped to her right calf), and matches the colour of her heels.

(There are, if one looks closely, sparkly, dangly spider earrings amongst the dark red almost-curls.)

Agent Romanoff is really, really hoping that this is what Barton meant when he said something weird happened to him. She has his note in her pocket, but hell if she's reading anything until she works out what is going on.

[OOC: EP open until I say otherwise, and aside from errands, I'll be here all dayAnd I love you guys, but my brain is starting to squeak, so EP is now closed to new threads ♥. As AIM haaaates me, please use this post if there are any queries]

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[golden_lyre]

Valentine's Day had been a disaster for Orpheus in a much different way than it usually was, and he was determined to fix that.

He headed back to his apartment in Paris for a brief moment (from the perspective of the bar) and came back showered, trimmed, and dressed in a rather natty suit.

He stops by the bar and says, with an almost humble tone--as close to humble as he's ever really gotten-- "Can I get...you know...all the...flowers and chocolate and champagne and candles and...whatever else I'm gonna need to make up for this?"

An enormous box shows up on the bartop, and Orpheus takes it gratefully. "Thank you."



[ooc: Open for threading, but will be slow today. Also, Orpheus will be in a hurry to get back up to his room.

And the thread with Steve gets a bit adulty.]

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[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

It's the back door that opens, this time. Ellen's figured out, more or less, how to get a door to open while she's riding her Brahmin. It's just that the door drops her in the area out back rather than in the Bar proper. Which is a mercy, since when Ellen comes into the Bar in her close-fitting stealth suit, a pair of goggles very like something a certain synaesthetic Alternian troll might wear pushed up on her head, the smell of cow that accompanies her is pretty hefty.

"Bar?" she says. "Can I get- I don't know, just some cold water would be fine, I probably shouldn't drink for a while- and a bowl of scraps for Dogmeat? We've got a long ride coming..."

The items arrive. So does a note.

"Yes. I know. I'm sorry. I'll wash up before coming in next time."

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[blowupthefloats]

Munch runs a hand through his hair as he walks into Milliways tonight. He's glad to be back at SVU after being stuck upstate on cold case for the last few months. He's glad that all of his hard work there brought not one, but two killers, to justice after twenty-five years.

Despite all of that John's still shaken that Dana Lewis, a woman he respected even though she was FBI, that he might have considered a friend if they'd had the chance, was one of those killers. Hopefully a shift tonight will help take his mind off things for a while.

Tonight's Specials
Star Burst
Starseeker
Falling Star
Magic Star

OOC: [Happy Hour is up! Open 'til it scrolls!]

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[herr_bookman]

"Would you be quiet?" Autor hisses. He has migrated to the library and is settling in for a hard days' work. Finally.

There's only one thing he has forgotten: heirDrosselmeyer (Autor) is signed on.

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[againsttherules]

Jack hasn't gone back home yet after he came in. He's got a little way to slog through the desert, so he'd rather be nice and ready for it.

He'll probably head back later, but for now, having seen the notice on the noticeboard, he's got himself a T-minus device and is sat at the bar trying to work out how to turn it on.

Once he works out how to use it, juniorWarrior will be signed on. He'll also retreat to a booth to have a solid meal before he goes back home, having no idea where he will end up being dumped by the bar.

[OOC: for those who want to chat, Jack's colour is #DAA520]