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[run_barry]

It's a quiet day in Central City. No dead bodies have dropped to call Barry into his day job, and a quick zip around the city yields only a mugger and one jaywalker who would've been pancaked by a garbage truck if 'The Streak' hadn't been there to rush him to the safety of the sidewalk.

(Seriously, he needs a better superhero name.)

With things so chill at home Barry is glad when he finds Milliways in his apartment. He was looking for something to eat, but the fridge and cupboards in his place are bare.

Obviously it's time for him to join Costco or something, but in the meantime...

"Hey, Bar," he greets the counter, sliding onto a stool wearing blue jeans and a sweatshirt. "Can I get a-- "

A platter appears with deli meats and cheeses all cut down to fit on the accompanying Ritz crackers. It's the type of tray usually made to feed small armies of party guests.

"--snack."

Barry grins and while he starts assembling cracker sandwiches, Bar produces a chocolate milkshake; which earns a wary glance from Barry, but he soon discovers this one isn't a protein ruse.



[ooc: Here all day, and this will be open through the weekend.]

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[likeroaringlions]

"--Papal envoy! A fucking papal envoy. The fucking envoy to fucking Rome!"

It's one of those entrances where the person is so busy shouting back over his shoulder that he doesn't realize he's walked into Milliways. When he does realize it, William Douglas stares wildly around the room and shouts again: "SO YOU'D BETTER WATCH THE FUCK OUT!"

Then he stalks to the bar.




((See backroom post. Warnings for violence and homophobia in the threads.))

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[childofrebellion]

OOM: A successful assassination, an unlucky capture.

Cassian opens the door and leans against the frame for a long moment, half of his face is swelling, there's almost the imprint of a glove on his cheek and he's slightly trembling. This isn't his quarters but he doesn't want to move too much and takes a breath and sets himself to walk to the counter. He sits and a mug of tea and a bowl of soup appear in front of him.

His hands shake as he wraps them around the tea and inhales it, the scent anchors him and he'll be here then rest. He's alive and completed the mission, here he doesn't have to report to anyone, not yet.

Tiny tag: Cassian Andor, warning for torture and mentions of killing in the OOM. Catch him anywhere between the door and counter.

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[souffle_girlek]

Oswin has reclaimed the kitchens (or at least, she has been allowed back in the kitchens on a limited basis and is being watched like a hawk), and has been baking.

Or rather spending a few pleasant hours reading cookbooks and then trying out one of the more interesting looking recipes.

This would be why Oswin is now sitting at the Bar with two trays of brightly colored circular cookies and a slew of pastry bags, trying different taste sensations.

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[guppy_sandhu]

[oom: Guppy speaks to his children about Wilford's dog, and Fry discovers Joram has been in a fight at school.]