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[badinlatin]

Milliways very rarely surprises Mal anymore - maybe it's something about his ma being Bartender here, or just the sheer length of time that he has been visiting the bar itself. Regardless, it is a choice for Captain Reynolds to visit the bar, rather than the other thing.

Except for today, when Mal pulls one of the curtains in Shuttle Two to the side and finds the sprawl of the main bar space instead of the floor space where he had thumped all his clothes on the floor last night.

"Huh. I get the hint."

[OOC: Open all day. I missed my captain. :)]

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[dontchaserabbits]

[OOM: Welcome to the Shatterdome.]

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[works_in_space]

The air is nippy, the ground covered in mud and ice and snow, the sun is setting behind clouds that Jim thinks will lead to snow tomorrow.  It is not the ideal day to go riding, but it does well enough for horse and rider.  Jim's covered several miles today, and Rachat is showing no signs of tiring.  But as night nears, Jim brings Rachat home.  Even as he thinks about whether it's time to get his own horse back home.  Whether it's time to make plans for the rest of his life.

He will soon enter the barn.  And after that, return to the Bar for a drink.  And will no doubt be approachable in either place.

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[damncompass]

The door opens and behind it can be seen a formal party, with some fairly peppy music piping through. Joshua wanders through in a tux with his Regent pin on the lapel. He shakes his head. "Really, Bar? I don't need to parade around in this tux. I was actually doing something."

Donovan in the bar, complete with tux. Feel free to bother!

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[whatisastiles]

So things are going well. Scott tried to kill Stiles, Derek threatened to kill Scott, Lydia Martin totally blew him off—what? that's a serious problem—they dug up half a dead wolf which turned out to be half a dead woman, and Scott might kill the whole lacrosse team tonight.

On the upside, Dad arrested Derek? So hopefully that'll keep some of the murdering from happening.

Stiles just needs a break, and maybe a nap, cause he definitely couldn't sleep last night after all the Adderall plus the freaking dead body in Derek's yard, that shit'll give a guy nightmares. But first, a pizza, cause all that crime solving makes him hungry, and here he can order triple meat and Dad won't steal it and die of heart disease.

He's got a table to himself and is inelegantly devouring a large pizza. Table manners are for other people.


[ooc: Open 'til it scrolls, but for now I require sleep. Back tomorrow!]

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[rexque_futurus]

Despite being new to Milliways in general still, Allie is greeted with a napkin politely requesting that her Highness bartend for a little while.

"Oh.... kay."

After a moment's thought, she starts writing on the specials board.

Happy Hour Specials
Half-off uncomplicated drinks
Mead
Sparkling juices

Hey, she figures, at least she'll get to meet some interesting people.

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[chime_ra_tilt]

By some definitions, the massive piles of unshelved books and manuscripts Zelgadiss has surrounded himself with may qualify as a book-fort. After much searching, he had finally found a section of the vast Milliways library that held books and scrolls from his own world, but so far has not been able - still! after so long! - to find the information he so desperately seeks.

The sound of a tome being thrown into a wall breaks the whispery near-silence of the library.

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[cook_the_rude]

Dr. Hannibal Lecter is sitting by the fireplace, in a very relaxed pose, leaning back and legs crossed.

He is slowly drinking a little bit of red wine from a large glass.