(a little reading)

[scarred_grin]

The lowercase half of the bar's nonstop Goth party is on the couch today, reading a book to skull-hat-wearing baby Egil in the exaggerated tones people normally use when reading to children. It's... sort of a picture book?

"So you take your two-by-fours and you cut them into five foot pieces, and you wrap them all over with rope--you know why they put the rope on there? It's for scratching, yeah. You've seen, so you know. And then you build a box--right, so they have somewhere quiet to sleep, or hide, or just sit in and watch what's going on. You're very smart. And you cover it with pieces of carpet and--that's my face, honey. Gonna get your hand--om nom nom, got your hand."

Which is why she's taken her lip-rings out. They're not really good around babies.

Feel free to interrupt their cat-furniture-planning session; Egil doesn't really understand the fine points of carpentry yet, so doesn't have a lot to say.

OOM: Kate Barlow | X-23 -- holiday in Galveston, 1888

[ikissdhimbck]

[OOM:

She's a kamikaze cowgirl, shoot for the heart
Take her aim when the music starts
She got nerves of steel, she couldn't be calmer
Watch out boys she's a real dive bomber

With the greatest of ease she flies 'cross the dance floor
Suckin' on a cold Corona and lime
Drivin' them cowboys out of their minds
Breakin' their hearts one at a time
She got 'em all waitin' in line
For a kamikaze cowgirl

Kamikaze cowgirls as a general rule
Won't be found on a bar stool
They're up movin' through the crowd, they got a job to do

Timed to this past week, right after this conversation. Kate takes X out to Texas for a vacation, to relax. She may or may not have been successful. Warnings for mild language and violence.]

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[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

Out of Milliways: Out to sea. Of all the phrases Ellen had seen in her old texts or vids, that might very well have been the last one she'd ever thought would apply to her.


[OOC: No spoilers, but it is the start of the Point Lookout DLC's plot.]

Bartending!

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

Juliet is anything but ready for Bar when she decides to surprise her on the way to the evidence locker. She frowns at the gigantic, rainbow-painted clown hammer tucked under her arm and the blood-spattered but still shiny shoes in her right hand. With a shrug, she tries to progress toward the bar proper without drawing further attention.

A hope that's dashed when she gets her napkin. But it's when she notices the menu that she crosses her arms, smearing the side of her lovely suit with clown make-up and blood.

"That's just cruel."

Bar responds wisely by going to sleep while Juliet prepares baskets of peanuts, popcorn and cotton candy to match her given theme:

** MENU **

Pink Elephant Ears
Circus Peanut Margerita
Slushy
Cotton Candy


Coke floats, root-beer slush, cola slush

Soda, slush, peanuts, popcorn, pretzels, cotton candy 50% off with your order



She puffs a hank of blonde hair out of her eyes as she sits down behind the bar, menu and set-up complete. Eyeing what's stocked in coolers behind the taps, she wonders how long bar's going to make...and how quickly someone will notice the clown nose hanging from her wrist.

Don't worry, Boffo the Serial Killer won't miss it. She's had a long day, and she figures bar won't mind her liberating just one beer from her stores. As she slips it down, she people-watches, waiting semi-happily for her first customer.

[OOC: Juliet had to shoot a homicidal clown. Let's just say she doesn't want to talk about it. Tending is up and running all night, open to new tags til Jules' next ep. Am tagging backtags all evening and in crackchat!]

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[claudiometer]

Claudia went to the bar to ask for a drink.
What she got is a cupcake with nine candles in it.
She's confused, but not exactly objecting.

(OOC: HAPPY MILLIVERSARY, MILLIWAYS!)

(no subject)

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

The door opens and an armored Ellen staggers in, grabbing at the nearest table or chair or arm or whatever for support. "OhgodIneedthebathroom," she groans. "Floorwon'tstopmoving..."

The history texts can tell you all kinds of things about sea travel, but some things you just have to find out for yourself.