May. 16th, 2013

damncompass: '...hey!' face (bitches be stealin' my antimatter!)
[personal profile] damncompass
The door opens, and a prodigious sneeze comes through into the bar. Well, also a theoretical physicist with an allergy attack.

He's wearing a t-shirt his sister made for him and sweatpants, carrying a box of tissues. When he realizes he's in the bar, he sticks the box of tissues in the door and disappears for a moment, returning with his laptop bag and a book.

Plunking down in a booth, he opens the laptop and starts to play a video game. There are zombies and plants involved. Give the guy a break, he's having allergy issues.

[ooc: Joshua's around all day, full of sneezing and snot. Don't worry, it's just Geneva's pollen not agreeing with him. Characters are free to boggle, however!]
missginnytonic: (Close up ginny)
[personal profile] missginnytonic
Ginny walks in she's been studying working on school and playing Qudditch. She is ready for a break but that doesn't seem to happen as she gets passed a note from bar. Making a face she then shrugs. Having no idea what would make a good special she goes with what she knows.


Tonight's Specials
Firewiskey
Butterbeer
Gillywater.
Pumpkin juice.


Have fun thread up try to make something challenging for our young witch.
imitatethesun: (H)
[personal profile] imitatethesun
Harry Plantagenet, Prince of Wales, Duke of Cornwall, Earl of Chester, Duke of Aquitaine, Duke of Lancaster, and High Sheriff of Cornwall, is in the bar. Currently he's lazing at the bar itself--all those titles weigh on a man.

Or they would if Hal were the sort of man to care one whit about the duties of the offices to which he belongs, which currently he really doesn't. (Not that he ever has.) As it stands he's busying himself with a study of Milliways' clientele and of cup of drink in his hand.

He's certainly interruptible.
daringyoungman: ([Dick] gargoyle in training)
[personal profile] daringyoungman
Dick wasn't expecting to see the bar.

Ever again, really. He had become used to the bar being somewhere he could access through tents and doors in the circus. It was a new part of his world, sure, but it was a part of it.

Then his world collapsed in front of him and everything changed and suddenly he found himself living in an orphanage in Gotham City run by nuns.

He's had to deal with that new, horrible world, and he hates everything about it. Hates how it's not the circus, but at the same time, he's sort of pleased that he doesn't have to be at the circus, to see Mister Haly or the animals or any of his friends, and not see his parents. This new world is horrible, but because it's missing everything, it's not missing them specifically.

That's what he'd think if he was capable of coherent thought on the subject right now.

As it is, Dick couldn't explain exactly why finding the bar appear on the way to his dorm feels like a betrayal.

The boy stands in the doorway, fists clenching at his side as he glares at the bar for daring to still exist, and still be bright and loud and friendly when everything on the other side of the door is broken.

He glares for one second,
two seconds,
three seconds...

And then he vanishes into the rafters.


[OOC: If you can find him, completely open! But be open to very short threads, if he doesn't want to talk. DCU!Dick.]