May. 2nd, 2017

doesitbotheryou: (Ogre: Thoughtful)
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Out back on the porch, there is an oni (okay, really a half or demi-oni) siting with a stack of origami papers and a wastebasket. If you watch for a moment, you'll see he's trying to fold the papers into shapes to maybe make something but so far, the paper keeps tearing.

The waste can is starting to get full, and he could likely use a distraction.
firstorderknight: (face)
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When he enters the bar today, Kylo is slightly shocked at how much he feels in the Force. It's stronger than his last visit. This requires some looking into.

To do so, he's slowly and quietly creeping his way around the bar proper, for now, to see if he can determine any source of what he feels. If there's nothing inside, he'll try the outdoors later.
adamantiumloner: (back)
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When Logan saunters in in uniform he's not really expecting the bar. But, since it's here he pushes back the mask and heads for the counter, parking himself on a stool.

Bar provides a beer and he hunches over to nurse it.

To go by the grime on the costume he's post tangling with someone or something, but since the clothing is still intact and he's not covered in say blood or blackened with char things weren't all that terrible.

Which is to say he's probably approachable.

Well, as approachable as Logan gets, anyways.
just_cant_lose: (Tea!)
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Jim would rather not be here, it's fair to say. After introducing Sherlock to his new place of work, and securing somewhere modest to live, he'd prefer to be out there thinking up fun ways to terrorise the citizens of Los Santos, and making interior design choices. But seeing as his younger self showed up while he was away and certain things went badly, he figured it was better to come back and make sure the kid couldn't get back in and vent his frustration. Also, three days were up, and there's a certain fiction to maintain.

This is why he can be found at a table by the Observation Window, leafing through magazines that all claim to be able to provide him with the ideal home. He very much doubts it - none of the pictures involve rooms full of computers, a chemist's lab, or any surveillance equipment at all - but some of the paint combinations are nice. It keeps him from trying to find someone who can time-travel him back a few years, so he can throttle himself, at least. 


[OOC: first link is NSFW at the start and end, but fine in the middle. Second is completely SFW, unless teenage tantrums are against your work's regulations.]
explosive_artist: (s1: salut)
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[OOM: A mission goes as usual back home and Sabine gets a reminder of things past.]

It is twilight when Sabine finds her way to Milliways, which works perfectly for her. She doesn't spend any time indoors but heads straight outback with a crate under one arm. Some assembling later, and she's got a small explosives launcher set up lakeside. And a few moments after that, she launches several ballistics that light up the clouds with flashes of white and amber. The flashes are pretty and there is no sound to go with them.

"Gar kar'ta cuyir kovid, vod," she says quietly but with force. Mandalorian traditions can seem odd sometimes.

[OOC: For those who might understand her, Sabine is saying, "Your heart is strong, brother".,,assuming the online translator I found is accurate.]
childofrebellion: (quiet anger)
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Cassian's scared and angry after his conversation with the man who cared about the Empire. Bar gave him a map to the gym and he stripped down to his undershirt and began attacking one of the fighting dummies, he's practicing every move he knows to kill and incapacitate someone. He has to be better prepared because if he made mistakes like that at home, he'd be captured again or dead.

That's too great a risk and after a while he stops as the memories push out his thoughts of strike here and here with how they took all his control. He rests on the bench by the wall and sips water as his hands shake, they're not as bad and he knows its only a reaction but he hates it.

Tiny tag: Cassian Andor