Jan. 20th, 2015

pro_patria_mortuus: (guide and chief)
[personal profile] pro_patria_mortuus
[OOM: Some days ago, Enjolras and Combeferre agreed that if they planned to continue rooming together, a larger set of rooms might be useful.

Now, Bar has very helpfully provided them with a wide and colorful variety of options!]


[No content warnings, except for the inexplicable interior design choices of the Madonna Inn.]
death_gone_mad: Amascut's younger Keli Raven cover, strawberry blonde (young blonde Keli Raven)
[personal profile] death_gone_mad
The front door opens, allowing in a young girl with strawberry blonde hair. Dressed in simple clothes that could do with a wash and carrying two books, Sarah momentarily stops at the threshold pleased that she has finally found a door back to this place and continues to the bar.

One of the books she leaves at the Bar semi-anonymously for Rae Seddon, specifically the younger version that has been visiting. It's a cookbook. )

The other book is a book of spells, and before she heads outside to read it she asks Bar for firewood.

You can find her outside, sitting in the middle of a large circle where the snow has melted and evaporated away, inside of which is a smaller circle of carefully arranged wood piles. Five burn currently, somehow making the inside of the circle as bright and warm as the middle of a summer day despite the cold and the time of day (or night). It's not quite a substitute for summer, or for the weather near the Caribbean inlet, but Sarah is content with her work.
electro_kinetic: (distracted)
[personal profile] electro_kinetic
Noriko comes into Milliways looking slightly...different today. Her hair is sleek and pulled into an elegant twist at the nape of her neck, bangs combed neatly down to nearly her eyebrows. She's still wearing a berry-colored cape and long pants and...truly interesting shoes with needle-thin stiletto heels, and looking more or less polished.

More or less being a loose term. (She's not taking that cape off yet, but when she leans against the bar she may be showing flashes of bare skin up to her ribs.)She's also coming in with a faint headache from too much alcohol too quickly, and sits at the bar to drink some ginger tea and arare crackers.

Skipping dinner for alcohol was not a great decision.
freedom_is_grey: (Drinking)
[personal profile] freedom_is_grey
This time Ysalwen has left her paperwork behind in Denerim, arriving in Milliways with only her staff, her mabari, and a fervent desire to sit in front of the fireplace warming her toes and blanking her mind.

Wine would also be good.

She'll ask a waitrat to bring her some in a moment.








. . . Are those fish in the flames?
nerves_of_ice: (james: putting the pieces together)
[personal profile] nerves_of_ice
He's still catching up on a few things that the events of the last little while had ... disrupted.

(At least the emergency repairs to his arm seem to be holding.)

When James comes in tonight, he's carrying a small package wrapped in plain brown paper and tied with twine. Hopefully Rikki will like the bright purple knit scarf, gloves, and hat. He has no real idea, but at least the young woman in the shop seemed to think it was a good choice.

He leaves it with the bar, and blinks once in mild surprise at the return gift that manifests itself in front of him. The stuffed bear in a blue suit and black mask gets a quizzical look, but the mug with #1 Uncle printed on it draws an actual smile.

James murmurs a request to the bar, and takes his mug - now newly-filled with black coffee - and the bear to a table that has a good view of all the exits and entrances. Might as well stick around for a bit, after all.
souffle_girlek: (O Yeah no)
[personal profile] souffle_girlek
Oswin's a bit bummed out tonight - There's nothing to point to, of course. Nothing that one can use as an example to say 'this, this is horrible, look at this horrible thing and let me be mopey for a bit', just a bit of leftover (stupid) emotion from the last few days and some truly outrageously failed attempts at souffles.

Nothing world-ending.

Still, there's an Oswin stirring a mostly-melted beer-and-chocolate milkshake idly at the bar.

(OOC: aaaaand the end of Oswin-Tahno should have a warning for 'no seriously guys, GET A ROOM')
fry_sandhu: (Age 5 flowers)
[personal profile] fry_sandhu
When Fry comes in, he looks a little less tidy than he usually does. His shirt collar is pulled up, there is a little hole in his school jumper sleeve, and he generally looks like he might have been through a hedge backwards.

(He won though)

He slips into a nearby booth and pulls out his pack of cards, which were loose in his pocket. He puts most of them back in the packet and starts trying to get the crease out of one that has been bent in half.
girlwithout: (34)
[personal profile] girlwithout
It occurred to Rikki, after getting home, that when the Night Nurse asked her if she lived alone, what she meant was is there someone who can take care of you until you're more healed? So when Rikki said, well, there's Benji, she... might have gotten the wrong impression. But it's late, so Rikki figures she can last the night and call Anya or Steve or someone in the morning to check on her.

That might have been a mistake, because around four AM, Benji wakes her up, whining like he needs to go outside now. Rikki painstakingly tugs on a sweatshirt and shoes and heads for the apartment door. It's almost a relief when she gets Milliways instead, because although she's not really interested in being in a crowd right now, the door to outside Milliways is way closer than the alternative.

Benji comes bounding through the door first and runs ahead and back and ahead and back a few times, because Rikki's doing the Jesus Christ everything hurts shuffle. It's not like she hasn't come to Milliways injured before, but she usually tries to downplay it at least somewhat. This time, there's no chance to cover up the bruising on her face or the still-too-pale tint to her skin - at least the sweatshirt is good for covering up, especially with the hood pulled up. Thank god the door is only like a few feet from her Door, cause she severely underestimated how not okay she still is. Rikki fumbles with the door for a second - casts on both her hands and no use of her thumbs, it's gonna be a bitch to work with, ugh - before letting Benji run on out.

While she waits, she leans against the wall. Hopefully her dog will have mercy on her and not take too long out there.


[ooc: plotlocked, sorry! Should be an open visiting post later.
content warning for mention of torture.]