boghadair: (each (astride angus))
Princess Merida of Clan DunBroch ([personal profile] boghadair) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2017-05-29 11:50 am
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First Entrance

[OOM: I will ride, I will fly, chase the wind and touch the sky]

...and then, suddenly, through one of the doors bursts a red-haired girl astride a rather enormous horse.

Merida is fortunately experienced enough to stop Angus as they slide to a stop a few inches from the bar.She pushes back a handful of curls and huffs out a relieved sigh, then gives a somewhat sheepish glance over her shoulder before standing up taller in the saddle. Dignity is not precisely an ingrained quality for her, but that's no reason not to be proud of herself.

She did stick the landing after all.


[OOC: Merida's first entrance! Open til her next EP. Also I have a Discord ID, please DM me for it!]
likeroaringlions: (William Douglas)

[personal profile] likeroaringlions 2017-05-29 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Aw, get tae fuck!"

There's a goddamned girl on a goddamned horse, in the goddamned bar. "I just got up, it's too fucking early for this shite. --Do you need a hand?"


((sorry, couldn't resist))
psychowolf: Clay_head (Default)

[personal profile] psychowolf 2017-05-29 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Clay gets out of the way of the horse keeping hold of his sandwich.


He glares at her.
says_the_booyah: (Default)

[personal profile] says_the_booyah 2017-05-29 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Hard to miss the hair. Like Starfire's but...wilder? And that horse is huge, like in those beer ads.

"Er, you might want to take the horse to the stables."
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[personal profile] feminine_menace 2017-05-29 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
As it happens, Angus slid to a stop just a barstool over from a girl roughly Merida's age. The girl wears a coverall of neon orange and blue, with little barcodes and franchise RFID chips glittering on her chest.

YT looks from Merida to Angus and back to Merida again, blinking. "Whoa. That was kind of hardcore," she says appreciatively.
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[personal profile] penderwydd 2017-05-30 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
The blind bard at the Bar has managed to sidestep the horse. The man literally as a strip of cloth hiding his damaged eyes. His staff is leaning against the bar, and his ornately carved harp is on her top. He moves his face towards the new comer, his beaker of heather beer in hand.

"Hello," he says.