Retour de l'happy hour

[tire_moi_mes_bottes]

The fourteenth of July again--again!--makes it time for Milliways' third annual celebration of the Fête nationale. (Has Lesgle really been here long enough for that? Is this what eternity feels like, periodically scratching your head and reckoning up which anniversary this is? Well, it's been a good long-enough-for-that, and he'll do his best to make it a good anniversary.) So this is probably a familiar sight to bar regulars: the tricolor flag draped behind the bar, the bunting and cockades.

As Lesgle begins setting up drinks--red wine, white wine, and blue things*--Bar surprises him with a large cake: not in the shape of the Bastille this time, but an elegant three-tiered affair reading * LIBERTÉ * ÉGALITÉ * FRATERNITÉ * around the rim of each layer.

"Why Madame Bar! You are, as always, not only a pearl beyond price, but a true patriot."

The Bar gets a kiss, and if you're not careful, you might too!

*Some of the blue drinks are relatively harmless cocktails featuring blue curaçao. Some of the blue drinks are Romulan Ale. Drink at your own risk.


((Unfortunately my internet presence is patchy today, but this is open all day. Threadhopping encouraged! Talk amongst yourselves!))

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[explosive_artist]

[OOM: Destiny calls, but will Sabine answer?

I’m not evil to the core, what I shouldn’t do I will fight
I know I’m emotional, What I wanna save I will try
I know who I truly am, I truly do have a chance
Tomorrow I’ll switch the beat, to avoid yesterday’s dance
~Fairly Local, Twenty One Pilots]

[tiny tag: sabine wren]

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[bringspeopletogether]

[Out of Milliways:

Bloodlines.

warning for mentions of infertility and canonical sort-of dubcon; more info on the latter here.]

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[stridersgonnastride]

It's the middle of the night, and Dave Strider is awake. Whether he is still awake or awake again is hard to say. Especially when you have a set of wrinkle-proof god tier clothes comfortable enough to sleep in, and sunglasses to hide behind.

He takes a seat at the bar. "ugh. coffee. it might as well be fucking breakfast time i guess"

Bar also provides him with waffles, which he eyes for a few moments before picking one up to cautiously nibble on.

Whenever Ysalwen shows up next, she has a package waiting for her. It's a mix tape, actually on a cassette and in a case with custom cover art. Each song is carefully listed on the back of the case.

( It's pretty epic. )