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[never_lost_faith]

Katrina is seated by the fireplace, reading.

She may have discovered that library her husband has spoken of.

Because OMG it snowed in Egypt.

[death_gone_mad]

Sometime during last night Amascut Sarah Black accidentally walked into Milliways wearing a nice warm yak coat she bought here some time ago and a lot more skirt than she usually does. Also wearing a frown.

Well, out of the frying pan and into the fire. At least this time it isn't as bad as it was in 114.

Today, she is out back. Not in the snowy cold faux Scotland out back. There are only partially faded footprints of a giant out there in the snow, one who had knocked down a tree and dragged it off somewhere, evidently. No, Sarah is working on a felled tree near the warm sunny Caribbean inlet. She is constructing some sort of frame. It is something big, but it doesn't look like a house. It looks way to flimsy for that.

Of course, the yak coat and a couple layers of skirt have been shed and lain aside. Sarah is not in her underwear, but she is wearing something more appropriate for summer.

Bartending: Licensed edition

[jump_hella_high]

Public appearance days are always hard, especially the court-ordered ones--all that standing around and not swearing in front of kids and seriously is it so hard to have somebody bring decent nachos, these are stale and the cheese cup is like glue but oh, there is still joy in the world. There are bars.

But today a note appears when she goes to get herself her well-earned reward.

"Oh, no no no no no. Three hours today, that's all they made me do, and I'm--" Another note. "You wouldn't. That's, like, a human rights violation or something. Take away a girl's alcohol and--" Another note. "...well, fine. But if I do for you, you do for me, okay? Gimme two cases."

Specials
Brökken Haus Wonderella Lager
She's got her own beer. It's got her picture on the bottle. Good luck getting anything else from her.

Well, all the superheroing money's in the merchandising. Everybody knows that.
[tinytags: wonderella][open allll night]

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[this_isaturn]

David comes downstairs with Helena's manuscript again. he's finished with it; he'd rather give it back to her in person, if possible, but if he doesn't see her tonight he may leave it with the Bar. Time is of the essence if she means this to be a Christmas present.
The manuscript will make a hasty disappearance if a certain physicist approaches, but otherwise: David's at a table, with a sandwich, and won't turn down company.

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[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"Far be it from me to criticize a superior officer with a lifetime of experience," announces Ellen as she stalks into the Bar with Dogmeat at her heels, "but Senior Paladin Tristan has way too much time on his hands. Can I get some noodles and Cram, please?"

It was bad enough when Scribe Jameson snickered at her for asking about fraternization. This? This was just uncalled for.

She'll be eating dinner over at one of the tables near the Window once the rats bring her order, but feel free to stop by.

In the forest, at night

[anti_kringle]

In the forest at night, at a safe distance from the bar, a creature with horns is wandering. If you are out there in the darkness, you may catch a glimpse between the trees, and a whiff of wood-smoke and damp fur.-


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[margolotta]

Lady Margolotta walks in, laden with books and scrolls. Realising that she is in Milliways, not wherever she was going, she dumps the papers on the nearest table and orders a large mug of cocoa.

It is a lot of work, being the most powerful and progressive vampire in one's world.-

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[father_chris]

[oom: The book is hissing on the shelf
You struggle with unhelpful elf
The sweetest things they can create
Should be love, but there's hate
Pushed too far, too soon too late?]

[tinytag: Krampus plot
Warnings: bad for your elf
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