(no subject)

[never_shall_yield]

 

It's a world where the dog eats the dog

Where they kill for bones in the street

And God in His Heaven

He don't interfere

'Cos he's dead as the stiffs at my feet

[OOC: No warnings.]

(no subject)

[timelessinventor]

Here's a face that hasn't seen the bar in a while. Helena walks into Milliways, taking a seat at Bar with a pile of papers and a red fountain pen.

Ordering a gin and tonic, she sets to making notes on the papers. These bloody so-called editors were as bad as Charles, making changes to her work.

Definitely botherable.

(no subject)

[guppy_sandhu]

[oom: I really need you tonight.

Guppy and Fran interrogate Fry, who has no idea what they're on about.]

It's been a fairly rough few days. Guppy managed to sleep a few hours for the first time in three nights, though he still looks decidedly manky.

He's been home to check on the kids, and when he got back here went to check that Hannibal hasn't been in the infirmary.

But now what to do? Wait? Help with the investigation? Begin contact tracing? Where to start?

He sits at the bar. Bar provides him with a plate of sandwiches, a cup of tea, and a napkin with a smilie face on, which seems like a start.

(no subject)

[witchfinder_general]

[[OOM: Father Harman is found out.]]


The door opens, and Father Harman rushes in. For once, he's not carrying any research material, simply an empty cake plate.

Once he is inside, he stops and turns around, as if looking for somebody.