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[guppy_sandhu]

The circle of chairs is out. In the middle is a table with a wide selection of food, but most notably a big apple pie, the smell of which is wafting pleasantly across the bar.

Behind the circle, on the wall, is a large sign.


LIFE SUPPORT
OPEN TO ALL

Do you have worries here or at home?
Thinking of counselling or just looking for an informal chat?
Just want some free food?
Come and join us!


[ooc: Open until the next one, all tags will be picked up by at least one of the LS crew :)]

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[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy is... looking completely organised, sipping a cup of tea and eating a piece of that apple pie.

Wonders will never cease.

[have_no_mercy]

Tess notices the chairs and eyes Guppy, as he is currently available.

"Group therapy?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"If you want." Guppy smiles. "Or individual, or just free pie and a chat."

He pushes out a chair for her.

[have_no_mercy]

She looks at the chair, not sure if she wants to sit down or not.

"And you provide this to anyone here, free of charge?" And it includes pie?

[equal_of_any_man]

Olivier comes over to join him, a little blonde toddler pulling at his hand. "Guppy, good evening."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Hey Olivier - your little one is growing fast." Guppy grins.

[equal_of_any_man]

"That she is. Faster than we can make clothes for her." He smiles, "Guppy, this is Mary. Mary, this is Doctor Guppy."

Mary manages a surprisingly lady-like curtsy.

[patterns_bloom]

Alana can't wait to cut into that apple pie, but she contents herself with sipping her chai tea and waiting for anyone who needs to talk.

[bigarmy_strangepants]

That might be Ragnar, who sidles up trying to look unconcerned.

[patterns_bloom]

Alana tilts her head and smiles at the Viking. "Hello, Ragnar. Need to talk?"

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Beat.

"Yes, I think I do."

He sits.

[a_rare_benedictine]

Cadfael is there, enjoying the scent of the pie.

[is_the_motion]

Bonnie inspects the pie. With her is a small baby in a pram.

"You make that?" she asks Cadfael. "Smells good."

[a_rare_benedictine]

"I believe it came from Bar", he tells her, peering at the baby. "And who is this?"

[is_the_motion]

"My daughter Billie." Bonnie says, sitting down. "She'll be awake in a few minutes, she's due a feed. How are you keepin'?"

[equal_of_any_man]

Oliver ducks through the door, a toddler carefully balanced on his shoulder. He spots Cadfael and smiles, turning to talk to the little girl.

A moment later, Mary is bolting unsteadily across the floor to throw herself at Cadfael, all smiles and hugs.

[a_rare_benedictine]

He spots her and stands hastily in time to catch her, swinging her up into his arms.

"Olivier", he says with a warm smile.

[equal_of_any_man]

"Brother Cadfael." Olivier joins them, a pass behind the little rocker that is his daughter. It's clear in his smile and the kiss he presses to Cadfael's cheek how very glad he is to see his father.

Mary too, hangs off Cadfael's neck. "Cadfael!" She announces in her high little voice.

[soldier_blade]

Sonya found herself drawn to the section of the bar, not for the pie (good as it smelled, she wasn't hungry), but for the sight of the monk sitting at one of the tables. She couldn't recall seeing him, but the aura he gave-he was likely one of those people that knew the previous her.

Recalling her time with Olivier, she's more then a little cautious as she walked towards the table.

"Afternoon, brother." Dixie is still leashed to her arm: much as she trusts the bi-pedal dinosaur to keep close, she doesn't trust him to not refrain from chopping on people's legs just yet. He was still small after all, and a predator, so clearly anything larger then him was a threat.

[a_rare_benedictine]

"Sonya", he says, confirming her guess, then looks at Dixie. "And who is your... friend?"

[soldier_blade]

The first question was safer to answer. "Lizard creature from Outworld..also answers to Dixie. He's a gift from the Emperor of Outworld."

Dixie tilted his head at the sound of his name, turning a large eye towards her.

Sonya took a deep breath. "This..this may sound strange to you," Or not, honestly she couldn't say if the man was used to the Bar's weirdness or not. "But..I'm literally not the Sonya you knew-she's from a different timeline then myself. From what I've gathered, she's been coming here for years, but for me it's only been six months."

The reality of it still pained her. The other Sonya was seeming more and more to have a strong support system, and a way to safely be away from the military without sacrificing anything. She still wondered what may've happened if she had those same chances. "I don't know your name, but..inwardly I feel I should."

[notapilot]

[OOC: I'll be back tomorrow to return tags.]

Sam comes in from a run to find Milliways instead of his apartment. Pulling out his earbuds, he glances around, spots the Life Support sign, and heads to Bar for a hot towel to clean up a bit. She also provides a glass of ice water, which he grabs thankfully and heads over to take a seat in case anyone is looking for him or needs a friendly ear.

[is_the_motion]

"Guppy workin' you hard?" Bonnie asks.

[notapilot]

"Oh no," Sam replies after a quick drink of water. "The door just caught me coming in from a run back home. How are things?"

He can tell she's likely given birth since the last time he saw her.

[is_the_motion]

Yep, bump's gone, and there's a pram a few feet away.

"Hard." she admits. "My husband got shot last week. He's gonna be okay, but it's been a bit of a week."