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[milliways_sawyer]

Sawyer has finally realized what an idiot he's been coming down in the evenings to eat. It's much less busy during the day; much fewer people present to mock his current wardrobe situation.

So, the amount of Sawyer's in the bar has just increased by one.

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[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim snickers.*

Nice.

[milliways_sawyer]

Sawyer rolls his eyes. "Thanks."

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Looks good on ya.

*There is laughter in his voice.*

[milliways_sawyer]

"Why, Mr. Hunter. Are trying to sweet-talk me?"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim casts a quick spell, then dimples.*

Aw, shucks, us ladies love a man in a skirt.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Still stuck with the tutu, huh?"

Asar-Suti walks up and grins broadly.

[milliways_sawyer]

Sawyer smirks. "Nah. I've just decided Friday is 'Tutu Day' from now on. Turns out the ladies love the tulle."

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Yes, do you think so?" Asar-Suti says, turning female-shaped.

[milliways_sawyer]

"Well, you tell me." Color Sawyer conflicted. On one hand, there's a hot chick standing here. On the other hand, said hot chick was a dude just a couple of seconds ago.

[balletrat]

Yo.

*Add a smirk and you have Meg.*

[milliways_sawyer]

For some reason, he's starting to develop a twitch every time he hears that voice.

"Hey."

[balletrat]

How you holding up? *Meg asks cheerfully. Sympathetically, even.*

[milliways_sawyer]

He ticks off on his fingers. "So far, I've been mocked by nearly everyone in the entire damn universe, two men have actually changed gender in order to fuck with my head, and I think this pink piece of crap is on a mission from God to crawl as far up my buttcrack as possible."

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

Jaina frowns as she approaches the man in the weird pink skirt. She's never seen anything like that before.

"What are you wearing?" she asks curiously, a polite smile on her face.

[milliways_sawyer]

Sawyer sighs. This is not the kind of first impression he likes to make on women.

"It's a tutu. And, it's not my fault."

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

She nods, eyeing him skeptically. "Who's fault is it then?"

[milliways_sawyer]

"Have you met Meg yet? Ballerina, squeeky, about this tall?" He holds out his hand about waist high. Yes, he's exaggerating, but he's feeling a little petty these days. "If you see her, RUN."

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

Liam comes down from the guest rooms, minus bags, but still plus cute blonde toddler, and nods to Sawyer as he passes.

Megan stares unashamedly at the tutu, eyes wide.

[milliways_sawyer]

Sawyer leans down to Megan. "Think you can get Daddy to switch clothes with me?"

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

Liam laughs.

"Stop trying to corrupt my daughter, Sawyer. Say hi, Megan."

She waves shyly.

[milliways_sawyer]

Sawyer smiles and waves back. He looks up at Liam. "Bringing her by to see the new addition?"

[accessobrian.livejournal.com]

Chloe appears somewhere to Sawyer's left. Or right, either side, doesn't matter to her mun. She just wants to appear there is all. So she's there, and she's noticed Sawyer's attire.

"What in the Hell did you say to the Bar? You poor sap. Bar, please, may I get a water, and all his drinks are on me today."

Cocking her head a little, she smirks.
"That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen."

[milliways_sawyer]

Sawyer grumbles. "Not the Bar. Meg. She's a friggin' menace."

[accessobrian.livejournal.com]

"Meg? That name sounds familiar. Is she in the Bar?"

[milliways_sawyer]

Sawyer nods as he orders a drink. "Little ballerina of doom. She seems to have a thing for dressing men up in tutus."

"Little Frenchie weirdo."