Jul. 22nd, 2013
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Jul. 22nd, 2013 04:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kitchen_maidAt some point today, an ornate gold easel appears in the bar, holding a large, incredibly official-looking parchment, complete with several impressively flourished signatures and a few gold wax seals. It reads:
Her Majesty Queen Amethyst of Ambergeldar
was safely delivered of a son
at 4:24 in the afternoon today.
Her Majesty and her child are both doing well.
Her Majesty Queen Amethyst of Ambergeldar
was safely delivered of a son
at 4:24 in the afternoon today.
Her Majesty and her child are both doing well.
Happy Hour!
Jul. 22nd, 2013 06:19 pmkatyafelineTonight, Katya hops up onto the bar after a long day of stealing Wonderbread from her partner. Instead of a drink, she's immediately presented with a napkin.
"Put I just..."
Second napkin.
"Can't I..."
Third napkin.
"... Fine."
She snags a piece of chalk and abandons her seat to work up a specials menu. She does have some sense of tactics, after all, and keeping the magic bar from her nap means a lot of Sambuca in her future.
Specials!
Vodka
Anything you're willing to share with your bartender
"Put I just..."
Second napkin.
"Can't I..."
Third napkin.
"... Fine."
She snags a piece of chalk and abandons her seat to work up a specials menu. She does have some sense of tactics, after all, and keeping the magic bar from her nap means a lot of Sambuca in her future.
Vodka
Anything you're willing to share with your bartender
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Jul. 22nd, 2013 07:58 pmnever_shall_yieldOOM: As It Stands.
Javert spends the morning in the stables, tending to Darjeeling. It is heavy going, and the heat doesn't help. Still, he made it out for a ride, and is now outside with the mare, washing her down in the sunshine while she eats.
He will be in the bar afterwards, sitting in a corner with a needle and thread, and some tatters of cloth that used to mean something. At this point in the day, he might even welcome a distraction.
No promises, though.
[OOC: Must call slowtime for sleep. Thanks for tagging! :D Will pick everything up tomorrow, and post is open until the weekend. <333]
Javert spends the morning in the stables, tending to Darjeeling. It is heavy going, and the heat doesn't help. Still, he made it out for a ride, and is now outside with the mare, washing her down in the sunshine while she eats.
He will be in the bar afterwards, sitting in a corner with a needle and thread, and some tatters of cloth that used to mean something. At this point in the day, he might even welcome a distraction.
No promises, though.
[OOC: Must call slowtime for sleep. Thanks for tagging! :D Will pick everything up tomorrow, and post is open until the weekend. <333]
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Jul. 22nd, 2013 10:33 pmwild_coltsIt's been a busy morning for Almanzo, harrowing seeds into the ground. He sure is hungry after all that work, and it's an awful long time until lunch.
He finds himself in the bar when he nips off to the bathroom, and with that the opportunity to grab a snack. He goes up to the bar, and sits down, pondering what to have.
"Do you have any candy please?" he asks, after a moment.
Bar presents him with a chocolate bar. He thanks her but stares at it. This doesn't look much like candy. It's sort of shiny, like paper, but not like paper...
Which is why there's a curious 9-year-old boy licking the plastic wrapper experimentally. Feel free to interrupt.
He finds himself in the bar when he nips off to the bathroom, and with that the opportunity to grab a snack. He goes up to the bar, and sits down, pondering what to have.
"Do you have any candy please?" he asks, after a moment.
Bar presents him with a chocolate bar. He thanks her but stares at it. This doesn't look much like candy. It's sort of shiny, like paper, but not like paper...
Which is why there's a curious 9-year-old boy licking the plastic wrapper experimentally. Feel free to interrupt.
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Jul. 22nd, 2013 11:05 pmcute_bruiserAfter the fight with the Hulk, one thing that occurred to Molly is that somewhere along the line, between the thirty-six-hour days and the robot battles and the impromptu foster-momming, she's lost far too much of the endurance she'd spent so much work building up before... well, before everything.
So she's got a punchbag set up out the back and is steadily pummelling away at it, over and over and over again. She's in sensible gym clothes and her hands are carefully taped up, because she's not using her powers; she's not trying to break anything, just to keep going.
She's not going to object to talking, though.
[OOC: Open til forever!]
So she's got a punchbag set up out the back and is steadily pummelling away at it, over and over and over again. She's in sensible gym clothes and her hands are carefully taped up, because she's not using her powers; she's not trying to break anything, just to keep going.
She's not going to object to talking, though.
[OOC: Open til forever!]
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Jul. 22nd, 2013 11:48 pmaaaaaaaagh_skyOut of Miliways: "The material world is destroyed and imperfect. We seek to release our mind from their tainted cages, so as to find a better world."
Spoilers for Point Lookout.
Spoilers for Point Lookout.
