First Entrance - Briareus

[cyberbunnyman]

They were making their way from Toronto to New York City because they heard there was power there; power enough that the signs in Times Square still worked. At least, sometimes they did. If the rumors were to be believed. Power hopefully meant a decent enough place to live and so they decided to head Southeast.

Most days they walked. Some days they got lucky and found an abandoned vehicle with some gas and were able to drive. Now, they were somewhere in either what was once Pennsylvania or what was New York. Deunan was certain it was New York, while Briareus was pretty sure they drifted a little too far South. Travel wasn't so straight forward nowadays. He'd have a better idea once the sun was rising and he could get bearings. For not it was sit tight, find what food he could for Deunan and wait.

Which was why he was checking around and looking in the bar (people always forgot bars usually had canned goods). What he wasn't expecting was people and what looked to be a thriving business. Quickly he sidesteps into the nearest shadow, lowering his riffle to a less threatening angle as he does so, but the few shadows there are do a pathetic job of covering him. Given his size, it was much like the old cartoon of an elephant hiding behind a sapling. 

What now?

[tiny tag: Briareus]

First Entrance

[inatownlikethis]

The woman who steps through the door with a distracted expression stops dead still as soon as she looks up and Milliways registers. Slowly, carefully, standing very straight, she puts her earrings back in. She'd been on her way to bed, but--this isn't bed. She smooths her hands down the front of her skirt.

After a few steady breaths, she walks to the bar and sits at one end, still very straight, very careful. When she realizes that there's a pamphlet at her elbow she looks it over, one eyebrow going higher and higher. A bar at the end of the universe?

Having read the pamphlet she smooths the paper and re-folds it into a fan to hold. Something to keep her hands from trembling while she studies this new situation.

Happy Hour

[vorpatril]

Most days Ylla is a relaxing post, one where he doesn't have to do much but today fate decided it all been going too well. When he was doing his visit to the consulate, a well preserved high Vor passed through and everyone's plans were thrown off as he had to have everything how he wanted it. Ivan is good at dealing with old Vor, he learned from his mother but this one wasn't happy with anything and didn't trust Ivan to get anything right.

Finally he was able to escape at the end of the day but he knows he'll need to make plans or tomorrow will be awful. He's in his green uniform with the collar loosened, he's had to keep it tight all day or get a glare. Where he was expecting to find the door to his house, he finds Milliways, at the counter when he's asked to bartend, he grumbles, "Yes, but only because I really want a drink."

Specials
Wine
Beer
Brandy
Mixed drinks but only if they're simple, if you tell me I'm doing it wrong, it costs double

Then he pours himself a glass of wine and sits behind the counter.

(OOC: Open until another Happy Hour goes up or this scrolls.)

First Entrance The Count Mark 2

[not_that_count]

"Renfeild!" Shouted the count as he stalked the hallways of his new castle, "RENFEILD! !"

He was hungry and grumpy, and dressed to kill. That is when he opened a door and found a tavern full of peasants in his castle.

"RENFEILD," he shouted over his shoulder before he noticed the frozen servant on the other side of the door.
Milliways, meet The Count, now standing at the I entrance staring at the occupants with a quizzical look. He is wearing a pair of leather pants, a large bat shaped belt buckle, killer boots, a black buttoned shirt, and ab black leather cape lined in red silk. His long dark hair was brushed back from his face, and his fingernails were long and unpolished, but we'll kept.

(Ooc: he doesn't know the rules and is evil, as such I ask for no kids tagging him. Sorry for the drama. Maybe we can get him arrested later.)