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[the_prince_of_crows]

It's quite amazing where Milliways can pick you up from. One moment, you're imprisoned on Macragge, being transferred from solitary confinement cell One-Alpha to Five-Beta. The next, you're in the Bar and wondering what was so special about that particular secure bulkhead.

Sevatar is sitting on one of the stools, slouched against Bar and holding a glass of bourbon in his hand. Unfortunately, he isn't wearing his armour, only a set of rough white prisoner robes and a pair of sunglasses he's grabbed just now.

Very much botherable. He'd quite like the conversation.

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[guppy_sandhu]

The nights are drawing in, so tonight's Life Support is by the fire. The circle of chairs is out, and the table is full of tasty pumpkin pies and apple pies and other pastries (special diets catered to).

On the wall is a large sign.

LIFE SUPPORT
OPEN TO ALL!

NEW? GOT PROBLEMS HERE OR AT HOME? JUST WANT A CHAT AND SOME FREE PIE?
COME AND JOIN US!


[ooc: All welcome, all loose tags will be picked up by at least one of the LS team. Threadhopping encouraged. Open until the next one in approx 1 month. Guppy-mun apologises for lack of LS last month (see back room post)]

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[i_ship_it]

Sometimes, the best stuff you can scavenge from an abandoned house isn't canned food or bottled water. That stuff's great and all, but sometimes making your own entertainment just gets boring. Shadow puppets and charades have a very limited shelf life.

But Uno? Uno is great for as long as everybody manages to keep their temper and not kick the deck across the room.

"Ha! Skip you!" Dodger crows, slapping down a blue card. "And skip you again! Oh, I'm sorry, it's my turn again. Now draw four."

While she laughs at her own cruel stunt, Mark sits on the floor opposite her and just glares for a long time, before slowly reaching to the deck to grab his cards.

[ooc: Two pups; tag in, get them both!]