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[orange_lily]

Soukichi and Yuriko are busy preparing lodgings and papers for Shiragiku City, so Yugo has been left with only one thing to do: Research and train.

At the moment, it's research, but the wooden sword under one arm, exercise clothing of sweatpants and a t-shirt, and general cheerily worn out demeanour suggests it was training not too long ago.

When he looks up from his laptop and sees that he's in the bar, he hurries out again, and returns with several boxes, swaying slightly from trying to balance everything. He quickly finds a booth and settles in it.

(People who get a chance to look over his shoulder will note that he's reading the Shiragiku City Tourist Board website.)

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[iambetadraconis]

[The OOM that's more in Milliways than out of: Autor makes a major discovery about Rabastan that's not in the history books.]

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[herr_bookman]

Hunched over a table full of papers is a boy, holding a newspaper in his split-knuckled hands and furrowing his brow at the headline:


GREAT BATTLE BEGINS
German Armies Struggle to Enter France

Autor skims the front cover, the back, and a single page in the middle. Then he folds it up and reaches for the next one.

He probably wouldn't mind a distraction.

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[boston_bruiser]

Voodoo's in pretty good spirits as he enters Bar tonight. Why shouldn't he be? The Capital Wasteland has one less English asshole and about ten less of said English asshole's mooks to deal with because of him, and he bagged some pretty good ruck weight out of it all.

(The goons' weapons and armor he gave to the Brotherhood, of course, along with Tenpenny's sniper rifle. They'll need the spare parts eventually.)

He enters with Tenpenny's suit slung over his shoulder. He sets it down on the bar, puts the boots next to it, and whistles.

"Hey!" he shouts. "If anybody wants some dead asshole's smoking jacket and- and-"

At this point, Bar supplies him with a napkin.

"Jodhpurs? You shittin' me? That's what they're called? Aw, hell, don't make no difference - if anybody wants some dead asshole's clothes and cute lil' riding booties, name your fuckin' price."

His sales pitch completed, Voodoo unfastens his helmet, sets it down on the bar, and requests a steak dinner from Bar.

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[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

Ellen stomps into the bar in her Brotherhood greens, scowling. "Hey, Bar?" she says. "Any chance you've seen Voodoo around? I've got a problem at the job site..."


[OOC: Not exactly plotlocked- anyone can tag in- but Ellen's not going to be bringing anyone but Voodoo back to her world. Tag if you want, though!]

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[daringyoungman]

So, Dick isn't living in an orphanage anymore. This is good!

Dick is instead living in a giant empty house on the outskirts of Gotham City, which is - weird, really. Mister Wayne is strange and distant and sometimes seems to want to make an effort, but more often than not, isn't even around. Mister Pennyworth is polite and kind and makes good food, but he fusses too much and disapproves too often and looks at him funny.

It's weird.

The house is also ridiculous in its size, and Dick has been exploring it on his own for what feels like hours, on his own in an empty shell. He's definitely relived when he finds the crowd and the noise of the bar, and grins to show it.

Then he's in the rafters. But at least he's not trying to hide up there.

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[cutting_edgex23]

[OOM: In Ambergeldar, Bruce, Princess Susan, and X have a picnic. There are no teddy bears in evidence. Gingerbread houses, though, they've got those in spades.]

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[says_the_booyah]

One year down, three to go! Cy has wrapped his first year of college, and is in the mood kick back and do nothing.

Which means having six or seven milkshakes, reading all the car magazines he didn't have time for since winter break, and deciding what new videogames to buy. And maybe chatting with people.

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[noteful]

[OOM: Millitimed to a month ago and right after this thread: Meg, X, and Alain discuss the perils of matchmaking, the importance of hockey, the qualifications of wimps, and the prettiness of Bruce Wayne. No, really.]

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[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

Out of Milliways: a Scribe gets shot, some Ghouls complain about things, some Retribution is dealt, and Very Personal Threats Indeed are made... all just part of Tenpenny Tower, next in the Capital Wasteland.

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[simon_doctor]

In response to this note, another note has been left with the Bar.

( Dr. Bruce Banner )