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[visible_sariel]

Starfleet ensign in uniform.

Steaming mug of coffee (sometimes, it's just necessary).

Seat at Bar.

Minimalist but present entrance post!

Have at.

((OOC: Instaslow as I'm at work until 23:00 UTC or so, but it's long past time I got Sariel inna bar again, so.))

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[venerable_ibis]

It's been a little while since Djehuty last wandered into Milliways. He's been keeping busy: recording judgments on the dead, administrating the divine kingdom, seeing that the sun survives the night to rise in the morning, keeping the moon bright. God stuff. But really, he could do with a little bit of a break, couldn't he?

So there's a tall ibis-headed gentleman in the bar. First, of course, he makes his courtesy offering to the Milliways powers that be, this time a heavy gold armlet placed ceremoniously on the bar. And then, hmm hmmm, hmmmmm, hmmmmmmmm... a goblet of wine, a plate of chickpea fritters, a bowl of fruit? Perhaps a mulberry ice?

Happy Hour

[isawit]

 Selina strolls in and gets a note from Jay when she hops up onto a bar stool. She also gets the infamous note from Bar.

"You know I'm underage right? Okaaay, but can I have one of those t-minus things before you call it a night? Awesome thanks."

So saying, she walks around to the other side as she fires up the strange device. It kind of gives her heebie jeebies, truth be told, but she's a Gothamite, she'll deal. Then she remembers she needs to put up specials if this is going to be a happy hour.

Happy Hour Specials*
Pop, whatever flavor (assuming I can find it)
Floats (with ice cream or whatever)
Shaved ice

Making the sign takes her a lot longer than one might expect if they'd been watching (and you wouldn't do something creepy like that would you?), with her having to rewrite several of the words many times. Once she's satisfied with the results (more like giving up to be honest), she settles against the back counter and goes back to figuring out the t-minus.

[OOC: Feel free to have pups notice the writing is pretty poor in penmanship and perhaps even has wrong words or letters within. Here for a couple hours and then maybe back later.]

the continued adventures of game over karkat

[crabbycustomer]

[OOC: OOM:

CALLIOPE: long ago i would tell stories to myself, for the sake of amusement.
CALLIOPE: now i only tell them to others, when it serves a purpose.
CALLIOPE: is there a story you would like to hear?]

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[auxin]

It's good to get away from all the yelling at home - apparently his mother was disappointed that the long awaited new baby turned out to be a fifth boy, which Auxin considers is hardly the child's fault.

Now he just needs to convince the person he wants to move out with that they can escape from their family too.

He's got a chance to escape tonight, and is out by the archery range, shooting arrows in the sunset with serious precision. But after hitting two bulls eyes in a row, he gives a satisfied little smile.

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[coral_sandhu]

It's school holidays. And Coral is out in the sunshine, in the playground behind the Scout Hut, playing on the swings. Her wavy hair flows back in the breeze.

The advantage of being three eighths Indian is not being prone to sunburn, and Coral is making the most of it.

As she swings just a little higher, she tips back her head, and her glasses topple off onto the ground. She squeals slightly, tucks her feet up, and waits for the swing to stop, not daring to put her feet down. Then she leans upside down and feels carefully on the ground before she climbs down from the swing, feeling around for her glasses and hoping beyond hope that they aren't broken and nobody treads on them.