ext_54786 ([identity profile] susan-death.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-02-04 07:21 pm

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The door opens and a young woman walks in.
She is dressed sensibly and modestly, looks like a school teacher or governess, and is generally wholy unremarkable, except for the black stripe in her white-blonde hair, which is tied back in a stern bun. She is carrying a plain black umbrella* which she shakes dry and she enters and looks around.

She is clearly suprised to find herself in unfamiliar surroundings, but is noticeably not shocked, just annoyed. From the Look on her face, you should probably be hoping she isn't annoyed at you.

"All right, which one of you is it this time?" She says to the air in general, looking around for a person** she recognises.

Susan Sto Helit has entered Milliways.

*which she absolutely didn't fly in with. She's not that kind of governess.

**or possibly a rat

[identity profile] ezekiel-36-27.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Zeke looks up at her...and senses something odd. Well, just another loony for the bin...

"Are you going to pull a gun too?"

[identity profile] ezekiel-36-27.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
He looks her up and down a moment, a gaze that has nothing to do at all with anything in the least sexual and everything to do with figuring her out...and shrugs.

"Nothing. Just don't want a ruckus is all. Last person who came in like you did, with the whole 'looking for someone' deal that I met? Did something really stupid that got them in trouble, which was a shame since he's a decent guy."

Zeke shrugs.

"Where do you think you are...and I'll tell you where you actually are, okay?"

[identity profile] sgt-rock.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
OOC: OH BOY OH BOY IT DER SCARY LADY!!! *giggle* Sorry. Fangirling. Don't mind me, I'll just go turn up the cooling helmet now.

[identity profile] ezekiel-36-27.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ooc: I fangirl as well!]

[identity profile] silverageflash.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
(ooc: there seems to be a line for this. The more Pratchett, the merrier.)

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[personal profile] mnt_mike 2005-02-04 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Out of pure habit.

"I didn't do it."
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[personal profile] mnt_mike 2005-02-04 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not today. Today I'm a fighter pilot."

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[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wasn't me!" Why does Ace answer? Because a question was asked. Ace needs no other reason. She's sitting at the bar, waiting for the waitrat to get around to filling her order.

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really?" Ace asks, curiously. "That's a first."
Really, where has that rat gotten off to?

[identity profile] gil-whimple.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good evening, Miss," Gil greets her with a smile. "Welcome to Milliways. Can I get you anything?"

[identity profile] gil-whimple.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"The Restuarant at the End of the Universe," Gil answers, waving towards the picture window that looks out onto chaos. "Everyone is welcome as long as they obey two, no, three, no, four simple rules. No business, no violence, no nakedness and no sex in the bar - that's what the Back Room is for."

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[identity profile] street-sparrow.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Gavroche is lurking in a corner, watching Susan with great suspicion. He knows authority types when he sees them.

[identity profile] street-sparrow.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"B'long to myself", he mutters defiantly, before conceding, "...And Tom and Door. Sort of."

[identity profile] watch-wait.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ooc: d00d, I will pay you to interact with Imp. *squees*]
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[personal profile] withrocksin 2005-02-04 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
(OOC: We're working on it. Was going to happen today but RL intervened on my end, and RL is continuing to interfere over the weekend. But we'll get to it eventually. Don't panic.)

[identity profile] watch-wait.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ooc: *panics!!!!*

...

:D *bounces*]

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[identity profile] wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com 2005-02-04 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Deadpool raises his hand. "Me. It's me."

[identity profile] wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com 2005-02-05 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
ooc: what did you expect? I mean, it's Deadpool. he HAS to be looking for trouble in all the stupidest places.