Mar. 14th, 2017

never_promised: (Thinky black background (no beard))
[personal profile] never_promised
Loki (forget Harry Monmouth, this is Loki and he's going to keep on being Loki as long as he can) has set up a fortress of...something...at a table near the bar. A fortress of sciencey magic? Special-effectsy junk? Hot drinks and a growing pile of tissues? He wouldn't do this in public if he didn't have to, but this body is sick enough that going back and forth just a few feet between the table and the Bar is exhausting. Definitely not going to be hauling things upstairs to his room.

And what are all these things? Besides the hot drinks and tissues, it's odds and ends that are as close to Asgardian magic tech as he can get out of the Bar. (Sometimes he gets the feeling she's just being stubborn. Come on, what does she mean she can't give him a thoughtmirror crystal? It's a simple request! Ugggh, he doesn't have time to reinvent millennia of technological research.) But even for someone well-versed in Asgardian tech it might be a confusing jumble. That's...probably because he's working on two or three things at once, most of it camouflage for his real project.

Oh. And he's found time to upgrade his style. Can't do much about the hair, but he's gotten rid of the beard. And he's in green and black. It's funny how losing your ability to cast illusions makes you that much more attached to looking like your true self.
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[personal profile] alec_swamp
The Avatar of the Green rests outside, communing with the woods, absorbing the sunlight. It's been a strange few months for him - if not stranger than usual - and the chance to rest without some new need arising is welcome.

So is company.

Happy Hour

Mar. 14th, 2017 04:47 pm
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[personal profile] not_his_pa
When William comes in from the back, he's shaking off his hat, the storm from last night hasn't fully left. All he wants is to get something warm, when Bar asks him to bartend and he starts by getting a big bowl of chili and some cornbread along with coffee as he sets up the specials.

Specials
Hot tea or coffee
Chili
Whiskey
Beer
Free hot drink if you're coughing.


Then he digs into his food and looks around, he's hearing a lot of sneezing and coughing which is never a good sign.

(OOC: I'll be sleeping soon, but this is open until either it scrolls or another happy hour goes up. Use this as a place to share the IMDB flu and sow confusion.)
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[personal profile] protect_and_survey
Jemma steps into the bar, swaying for a moment when she transitions to the bar's wooden floors. The lack of engine rumble under her feet brings her head up for a moment from her study of the tablet in her hands. Then she shrugs, and heads for the bar. Having a little extra time to peruse the watch list isn't a bad thing.
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[personal profile] auxin
A few days after helping out a poor ill lady at the lake, there's a coughing young lad sitting by the fire, polishing his armour.

He keeps getting the confusing sensation that all his family's vegetables are actually stolen goods, but as far as he knows that's never been the case.