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[i_got_vision]

"When the road's dark, we can both despise policemen and lamps as well--"

A cowboy walks into a bar. Well, not just any cowboy; this one's different. Cousin-a-few-times-removed of Charles Dickens (true story!), lapsed Mormon, ex-con, avid bicyclist; so very nice that people almost don't even mind being robbed by him (he's got that played-by-Paul-Newman +5 charisma boost for sure), and such a perfect gentleman (well, minus a few bad habits) that he's exactly the sort of man a god can trust with his robot girlfriend.

Oh, and he likes to sing.

"There are bright lights in the dazzling eyes of beautiful Daisy Bell--the usual, please. Thank you, Miz Bar, you're looking especially lovely today."

Glass of Old Taylor in hand, he settles in to drink. Totally botherable, if your pup can handle the niceness and good cheer and the possibility of more singing.

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[herr_bookman]

"Really?" Autor hisses at the ceiling. The boy places his hands on his hips and glances from there to where his door is supposed to be.

After a moment's indecision, he heads to the library.

Catch him here or there, or on T-Minus.

heirDrosselmeyer signed on.

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[neverbelievedintheend]

A tradition developed in the late twentieth century of memorializing the victims of disasters by reading off all of their names on the anniversary of the tragedy that killed them. They don't do that any more. Not after K-Day, or Manila. It would take much, much too long.

But they do have memorial services and moments of silence, and afterwards it can feel a little awkward to be around the people you know. Marshal Pentecost thought, perhaps, it might be good to get away from the students for a little while. Fortunately, he remembered where his Milliways napkin was.

He'd prefer coffee at the moment, but... well, Luna would have wanted him to remember her with her beverage of choice, which is why he's gratified to find that Milliways does serve a respectable oyster stout.

It's been a long day. August the tenth never gets any shorter.



.[OOC: According to Pacific Rim canon, the first kaiju, Trespasser, came ashore and laid waste to San Francisco on August 10th, 2013. Have a Stacker Pentecost in honor of the occasion.]